Although this person suffered a gunshot wound, he also had multiple knife wounds on his body. Under her treatment, the knife wounds all scabbed over, but the gunshot wound was still serious, and his whole body was still having a high fever intermittently.
Mo Lingwei raised her hand and wiped Feng Shaojin's forehead again, and said in a low voice, "Do not soak the wound in water."
"Not soaked in water." Feng Shaojin lay half on the bed, with his clothes uncovered, staring at Mo Lingwei who was seriously treating the wound, and asked feebly: "Miss Mo is only seventeen or eighteen years old. Come to Western countries to study medicine alone, can you adapt to it?"
"It's okay." Mo Lingwei cherished words like gold.
"Why does Miss Mo want to study medicine?" Feng Shaojin was puzzled.
He lived there for three days. After Mo Lingwei went to school, he almost walked around the whole courtyard. The house was nice, grand and grand, with guards and nanny, and there was a car parked at the door.
An ordinary rich and powerful family cannot afford such a luxurious life.
A surname like Mo is too rare, and Feng Shaojin vaguely guessed Mo Lingwei's identity.
But for women, studying medicine is an even more humble profession than studying theater. It's okay to deal with dirty, bloody, rancid all day long, and you have to see many bodies of men, women and children.
Men and women are not close.
The more powerful the family, the more attention is paid to the status and integrity of women.
If she is really the young lady of the Jincheng Mo family, it would be too inconsistent with her proud and noble status.
Hearing Feng Shaojin's probing question, Mo Lingwei just looked up at him and ignored him.
Feng Shaojin: "..."
This woman's speech is too little, if she can keep silent, she will definitely not say a word.
Feng Shaojin tasted defeat for the first time.
At night, the beautiful piano sound came from downstairs.
Feng Shaojin put on her clothes, went out of the bedroom door, stood at the stairs, and saw Mo Lingwei sitting in front of the piano, her slender fingers were like flying butterflies, sweeping over the black and white keys.
She was still wearing a plain cheongsam, her long half-wet hair hung down behind her, and her back was slender and thin.
Mother Xu walked to her side: "Miss, that person is here again, and this time he brought Young Master Jiang with him, do you still want to keep him out?"
The sound of the piano stopped, and Mo Lingwei said helplessly: "Since Senior Brother Jiang is also here, let's invite him in."
Mo Lingwei turned around and looked up to see Feng Shaojin who was walking down the stairs step by step. He was still injured and walked very slowly, but every step he took was delicate and majestic, with an imposing manner. It's not like someone who was seriously injured.
Mo Lingwei frowned: "You still have a fever, why did you go downstairs?"
"Thirsty, pour some water." Feng Shaojin went straight to the back kitchen without stopping.
After the figure disappeared into the hall, Jiang Huaisheng came in with a man.
After exchanging pleasantries, the man couldn't wait to put the gift on the table, and looked Mo Lingwei up and down like a scrutiny: "Miss Mo, thank you for saving me that night, this set of accessories is my kindness, please return it." Take it."
Mo Lingwei was terribly annoyed by the harassment during this period, and at this moment, seeing the man approaching the door, she didn't look good: "It's a small effort, please take it back, Young Master Xuan, I don't want it."
Feng Shaojin hid in the shadows, with a smile on his lips, listening silently.
Jiang Huaisheng saw that the scene was too embarrassing, Zhou Xuan said: "Ling Wei, Xuan is less concerned, you..."
Mo Lingwei interrupted him: "Brother, during this period of time, he went to school to surround me again and again, which caused me a lot of trouble. If you hadn't accompanied him today, he would have entered the school at all. I can't see the gate of my garden..."
Xuan Shao's face turned red: "Miss Mo, is it wrong for me to like you?"
Jiang Huaisheng: "..."
Feng Shaojin: "..."