Chapter 712

Mo Lingyuan's side face was tense, "She was the one who taught Doctor Zhang's technique of piercing acupoints with golden needles, and she doesn't know much better than you. You go to Feng's house and ask Feng Yichen why?"

"Yes." Mu Qing took the order and left.

Mo Lingyuan's eyes were dark, he turned around, went back to the bedroom, sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, stroking the quilt that still had her body temperature, feeling overwhelmed.

I was busy last night until late at night, and when I returned to the bedroom, it was already three o'clock.

He went to the ear room to freshen up. Halfway through the wash, he smelled a strong burning smell. When he came out with his clothes on, he saw that the blanket under the white mink was on fire. The smoke spread in the bedroom, and there was a pungent smell. Another choking smell.

Mo Lingyuan hurriedly opened the window, patted the burning blanket to extinguish it, and said to himself: "This mink is afraid that he is cold, so he threw the blanket into the charcoal basin with his mouth in his mouth. Fortunately, I came out in time, otherwise it would be so cold." His shiny hair will be burned away..."

I thought Chu Yunyao would answer, but I haven't heard her voice for a long time.

After Mo Lingyuan took care of the white sable again, he put the charcoal basin up, turned around, stared at the unconscious Chu Yunyao who was still sleeping, and finally realized something was wrong.

He walked to the edge of the bed, stroked her face with his fingertips, and called her several times in a low voice: "Yunyao, Yunyao."

Chu Yunyao remained motionless.

Mo Lingyuan was flustered now, he pushed her hard, but she still couldn't wake up.

She kept waking up with a start, she had always been a light sleeper, and she was extremely alert, and the slightest movement could make her open her eyes.

It is impossible to smell such a pungent smoke and still sleep so deeply.

The smell in the bedroom dissipated, and the cold wind poured in through the window.

There was a slight knock on the door, and Mu Qing's low voice came in: "Master, what happened? Did something burn?"

Mo Lingyuan opened the door, "Come in, and see what's going on with Young Madam?"

Mu Qing peeked inside and saw that the blanket wrapped in white ermine was on fire, so he immediately felt relieved and followed Mo Lingyuan inside: "What's wrong, Young Madam?"

"The commander-in-chief called her for a long time, why didn't she wake up so long?" Mo Lingyuan firmly grasped Chu Yunyao's hand in his palm.

Mu Qing was also taken aback. He felt Chu Yunyao's pulse carefully, and then put his finger under her breath, "Young Madam is fine."

"Since you are safe, why can't you wake up?"

"The young lady has fallen into a deep sleep, and she will wake up naturally when she sleeps well." Mu Qing pondered for a moment, "Master, I don't know why the young lady is like this, probably because she was too tired the past few days , because I haven’t rested for several days.”

Mo Lingyuan's brows twitched: "Is it because of the acupuncture point?"

"I don't know." Mu Qing only learned some trauma treatment skills from Western doctors during the time in the church, and only knows the simplest of headaches and brain fevers in Chinese medicine. "Doctor Zhang put some medical books in Uncle Li's room. Tonight, Uncle Li and I will search to see if we can find the answer."

Mo Lingyuan nodded: "Go."

The door and window were closed again, Mo Lingyuan lay beside Chu Yunyao, looked sideways at the people around him, and murmured: "Yunyao, don't scare me, my husband is timid, I can't help being scared."

After a sleepless night, Mo Lingyuan started to call her in the dark on the second day, and finally woke her up. His heart that had been worried all night was relieved, watching her ignorant of everything that happened last night With a delicate and naive appearance, Mo Lingyuan's heart is pierced like a knife...