Chapter 792

His brother was seriously injured like this, and he still couldn't forget that cruel woman.

Feng Yichen spat on Mo Lingwei in his heart, and picked up a cotton swab to clean the wound on Feng Shaojin's body.

Feng Shaojin brushed his hand away, turned his head to the side, "Go out."

Feng Yichen: "..."

Could it be because he talked too much, and Feng Shaojin noticed that he was trying to cover up?

"Young Master Feng is still so angry when he scolds people, it seems that there is nothing serious about it." Chu Yunyao's faint voice came from the door.

For some reason, every time she met Feng Shaojin, Chu Yunyao couldn't help but want to say something.

Just as Mrs. Feng was about to say something, Feng Muyun stared back, "Mrs. Mo, Shaojin will leave it to you. I have something to do with Young Master Mo. Let's talk in the study."

Mo Lingyuan stroked Chu Yunyao's back, and said in a low voice: "I'm going to the study first, and discuss with Master Feng the follow-up matters of this encirclement and suppression of Japanese pirates."

Chu Yunyao nodded slightly, watched Mo Lingyuan leave, walked to the edge of the bed, and told Feng Yichen, "Bring me your surgical instruments."

That tone was so natural that it seemed as if those things belonged to her in the first place.

Seeing that Feng Shaojin didn't know why, Feng Yichen suddenly didn't want to see him anymore, and had to obey Chu Yunyao's orders.

The bullet was in the waist and abdomen. Chu Yunyao took out the bullet, sewed up the wound, applied ointment and tied it with gauze.

From the beginning to the end, Feng Shaojin was like a piece of wood, let Chu Yunyao play with it, for the first time, he didn't say a word, even though his face turned pale from the pain, he didn't hum.

Seeing that he was so abnormal, Chu Yunyao couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

The last time I was in Jincheng, I was on the verge of death, and I didn't see him like this.

Feng Shaojin finally had a reaction, his voice was hoarse, "It hurts here."

He raised his hand and pressed it on his chest.

Chu Yunyao was startled, stretched out her hand and pressed on his chest twice, and said in surprise, "No injury? Why does it hurt?"

Feng Shaojin turned to look at her, and said firmly, "Young Madam Mo is in Jincheng, and when I heard the news that Young Master Mo was infected by the disease, didn't you feel any pain here?"

Only then did Chu Yunyao understand what Feng Shaojin meant.

Seeing that Feng Shaojin was about to go crazy again, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, "The wound has been stitched up. Young Master Feng should lie on the bed for a few days. It's not advisable to do strenuous exercise. You can recover after a period of rest."

After finishing speaking, he wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, lifted his feet and walked out.

"What is the relationship between Gong Su and Ling Wei?" Feng Shaojin asked: "If Mrs. Mo doesn't want to tell me, I'll ask Gong Su to tell me personally. south......"

"Are you crazy?" Chu Yunyao turned her head abruptly, "What is Gong Su's identity? Is he someone you can touch? Are you not afraid of bringing disaster to the Feng family for your own selfishness?"

The corners of Feng Shaojin's lips evoked an evil smile, and the arc of the corners of his lips became wider and wider. The low laughter seemed to overflow from his throat, arrogant and wanton: "So what, this is the Feng family's As long as he stays here, the Gong family will have nothing to do with me."

Chu Yunyao wished she could rush over and blow this guy's head off.

Why didn't the bullet have eyes, and didn't directly penetrate his heart, killing this guy?

But the grievances belong to the grievances, Chu Yunyao still doesn't want Feng Shaojin to die like this.

She suppressed the anger in her heart, and explained calmly: "There is no relationship between the second son of the palace and Ling Wei, and Ling Wei has no feelings for him beyond the boundaries of ordinary friends..."