Whatever Feng Shaojin said, he wouldn't use a handkerchief to cover up the bruises on Mo Lingwei's wrist. Feng Shaojin gritted his teeth, "After being stimulated, how long will you sleep for?"

"This is uncertain, it depends on the degree of stimulation, if it is too severe, it is possible that you will not wake up for a lifetime.

If the symptoms are mild, external forces can also be used to wake the patient up, but..." The old doctor only knew that the person in front of him was a powerful person, but he couldn't guess his identity.

"Just what?" Feng Shaojin said impatiently, "Quickly say it!"

The old doctor was startled, "It's just that although the old man knows the technique of pricking acupuncture points with golden needles, he is not very good at it. If you want to be safe, it is best to ask Master Yichen from the Feng family to help."

This military master is not easy to mess with at first glance, and the place he lives in is extremely low-key and luxurious. He must be a powerful person. The young lady lying on the bed does not know who she is. I can't even save my life.

The old doctor has lived a long time, and he is also afraid of death.

He simply pushed out the young master Yichen of the Feng family. That person is called the living little Hua Tuo, and he has also developed a cure for the epidemic, which will definitely heal the people in the tent.

Feng Shaojin: "..."

After Feng Shaojin asked Gu Wei to send the old doctor away, he ordered the servant to stew chicken soup and bring it upstairs.

Holding the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, he blew the chicken soup to cool down, and fed it to Mo Lingwei's lips: "This is ginseng chicken soup, drink a little."

The soup dripped down the corner of her lips without a single drop.

Feng Shaojin: "..."

After three times, Feng Shaojin slammed the bowl, took the clothes from the cabinet, dressed her carefully, and carried her downstairs with the quilt.

Hearing the voice from upstairs, Gu Wei wanted to persuade Feng Shaojin to ask Feng Yichen to come and treat Mo Lingwei, but he saw Feng Shaojin carrying someone downstairs.

He hurried forward and asked, "Young Master, where are you taking Young Madam?"

"Go to the new courtyard." Feng Shaojin raised his foot and walked out: "Prepare the carriage, it's not safe here anymore."

Gu Wei quickly arranged the carriage.

Feng Shaojin hugged Mo Lingwei and sat in the carriage. He quietly looked down at the person in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Is that why you don't want to see me?"

His answer was still boundless silence.

When they arrived at the other courtyard, Feng Shaojin carried Mo Lingwei to the bedroom.

The layout in the other courtyard is almost exactly the same as the other courtyard where he lived, and it is a replica of Wenjing Garden.

The defense line in Feng Shaojin's heart was defeated in the end. Seeing Mo Lingwei who had been in a coma for three days and still refused to wake up, Feng Shaojin asked Gu Wei to invite Feng Yichen.

Feng Yichen lifted the quilt, and seeing Mo Lingwei's condition, he was so angry that he fought with Feng Shaojin.

Originally, he was not Feng Shaojin's opponent, but one deliberately backed down, and the other was really angry. Feng Shaojin was injured more seriously than Feng Yichen.

Feng Yichen specifically attacked Feng Shaojin's face.

The scratches on that handsome face were clearly scratched by Mo Lingwei with his nails, and they haven't completely faded yet.

But Feng Yichen beat her nose and face bruised again.

The two were tired and lay side by side on the floor.

Feng Shaojin covered her eyes with one hand, and asked in a deep voice, "How is she?"

"Meeting a beast like you, it's no wonder she refuses to wake up." Feng Yichen gasped, his teeth were loose, and his mouth was filled with an unpleasant smell of rust, "Brother, why are you doing this to her? "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

"You know what kind of person she is, why did you force her to this point?" Feng Yichen murmured softly, "What do you think of her?"