Chapter 2304

Feng Yichen always thought that Feng Shaojin, a man who never liked being restrained and restricted, was now willing to work hard as the young commander of the Feng family because his sense of mission had awakened in him.

Now it seems that is not the case.

He just lived himself as Feng Shaoqing, demanding himself with Feng Shaoqing's behavior.

Maybe only when facing Mo Lingwei, he is the real himself.

Feng Yichen didn't know whether his mood at the moment was more sad or distressed.

He felt a sudden panic and emptiness in his heart, not knowing what to do, so he simply went to the pharmacy.

After Gu Wei came out of the study, he went straight to find Feng Yichen: "Master Yichen, the young commander is in a bad state, and his handwriting is a little shaky. I still have to listen to those important documents. You can find a way to let him rest for a while." I will."

Feng Yichen frowned, nodded, twisted the medicine and went upstairs.

Passing the bedroom, I saw Feng Shaojin holding a porridge bowl and coaxing Mo Lingwei to eat, but Mo Lingwei was like a puppet, just mechanically wiping the child's palm and chest with wine, without any reaction.

Feng Yichen knew very well that if Feng Shaojin continued to persuade him, based on Mo Lingwei's hatred for Feng Shaojin, he would definitely jump up, grab the bowl of boiling porridge, and slam it on Feng Shaojin's forehead superior.

Before the tragedy happened, Feng Yichen simply slashed Feng Shaojin's back with a knife, knocking him unconscious.

He supported Feng Shaojin who fell down with one hand, and quickly caught the porridge bowl with the other hand, put it on the table, and carried Feng Shaojin to the next room.

The bedroom finally calmed down. Feng Yichen gave the child two injections, and then dispensed the medicine. Together with Mo Lingwei, he poured the medicine into Xiu'er's mouth, fearing that the child would choke and vomit.

After a lot of tossing, Feng Yichen's tired back was sweating.

Thinking that there was still a patient in the Governor's Mansion, Feng Yichen rushed back to the Governor's Mansion...

Two days later.

Xiu'er still didn't show any signs of improvement. The child went from convulsing, dreaming and occasionally waving and crying to gradually quieting down later.

The high fever over the past few days made the child's body completely weak, Xiu'er lay quietly on the bed, if not for the occasional convulsion due to the high fever, after the convulsion, it would be no different from a dying person on the verge of death.

Mo Lingwei's only hope has been shattered.

She looked at the half-open window, the cold wind came in from the outside with goose feathers and heavy snow, and the window sill was covered with a thick layer of white snow.

She stood up, walked to the window, and watched the servants in the yard shoveling the thick sandy snow aside with a shovel and piling it up together.

She suddenly remembered that this was the first time that Xiu'er saw such a heavy snow after she arrived in Yuncheng. If nothing happened, she should have spent the past few days building snowmen with Xiu'er in the backyard instead of looking at Xiu'er. Lying here quietly, breathing weakly, unconscious.

Mo Lingwei raised her head and looked at the gloomy sky. She didn't know how long she had stood in front of the window, but she only knew that the sky was getting darker a little bit, and another day passed.

The servants in the yard lit the lanterns early.

The ground that was finally cleaned up was covered with a thick layer of snow like goose feathers.

Mo Lingwei's black and white eyes were covered by red bit by bit, she turned around abruptly, ignoring her aching body from the cold, she lifted off the thin quilt, hugged Xiu'er who was in thin clothes and was hot all over, and rushed out go......

She didn't wear a cloak, her clothes hadn't been changed for several days, they were messy and wrinkled, and the shoelaces on her feet were loose, and she didn't notice...