Feng Shaojin was in no mood to argue with him, "Hurry up and go upstairs to see her, she can't even drink water."
Feng Yichen was furious when he heard it. When he first received the letter written by Chu Yunyao, he still didn't believe that his own brother would be so absurd. He didn't believe it at all.
However, in line with the principle of preferring to believe what is true and not to believe what is not, they still secretly investigated and sent someone to secretly follow Feng Shaojin for several days. Not only did they not find any information, but Feng Shaojin also caught him. .
Feng Shaojin scolded him severely, and said with certainty that it was impossible for him to do such a stupid thing.
That Chu Yunyao is cruel and merciless, she has always been restless and kind, and she likes to drive others apart.
It's fine if others don't believe him, but even his own brother doesn't believe him, Feng Shaojin expressed his anger.
Therefore, Feng Yichen believed Feng Shaojin's nonsense.
Hearing Feng Shaojin say that Mo Lingwei couldn't even drink water, Feng Yichen became more and more angry. He didn't care to question Feng Shaojin, twisted the medicine box and went upstairs in two steps, mockingly: " Why didn't you wait for her to die before sending someone to pick me up?"
Pushing open the bedroom door, seeing Mo Lingwei breathing in but not out, Feng Yichen wanted to bite off his tongue.
In this way, it is not much different from dying.
Feng Yichen walked to the bed, raised his hand to lift her quilt, but was held down by Feng Shaojin: "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" Feng Yichen laughed angrily: "As a doctor, what else can I do besides taking the pulse and seeing a doctor?"
Hearing this, Feng Shaojin reached into the quilt to feel it, grabbed Mo Lingwei's wrist, pulled her slender arm out of the quilt, and placed it in front of Feng Yichen.
Feng Yichen: "..."
I really want to blow Feng Shaojin's head off.
Feng Yichen rolled up Mo Lingwei's cuffs, saw circles of purple bruises on her wrists, bit her lip, and put her fingertips on her pulse.
Feng Shaojin stared nervously at Feng Yichen's face, seeing that his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his face was getting more and more dignified, he felt anxious, so he took the initiative to say: "She won't eat anything, even if she forcefully feeds it, she will eat it." Spit it all out.
I asked the doctor to prescribe medicine, and she vomited as much as she poured in, and in the worst case, she even vomited bile..."
Without saying a word, Feng Yichen took out the medicine bottle and needle from the medicine box, and gave her an infusion.
Seeing that Feng Yichen ignored her, Feng Shaojin asked anxiously: "How is she? Last time the doctor said it might be gastroenteritis, so she vomited whatever she ate..."
Feng Yichen got up and walked out of the bedroom, Feng Shaojin followed closely.
As soon as he reached the door, Feng Yichen turned around and punched Feng Shaojin in the face, causing him to stagger.
Feng Shaojin stood firm, raised his hand to wipe his nose, and opened his palm to see that it was covered with blood.
He didn't fight back, and asked again: "How is she?"
Feng Yichen remained silent, and punched him again, knocking him to the ground.
The injury on his face should not be too obvious, Feng Yichen punched and kicked him in the stomach.
Feng Shaojin couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his wrist, threw it hard to the ground, and pushed Feng Yichen to the ground. With a spin, his fist landed on him one centimeter away from the tip of his nose.
Regardless of the pain in his body, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Let me ask you, how is she doing?"
Feng Yichen smiled coldly: "You abused her? Feng Shaojin, you are getting more and more promising, and you can even abuse women."
"I haven't." Feng Shaojin categorically denied it.
"You didn't abuse her. How did you get those pinch marks on her wrists and neck?"