Chapter 2471

He Wenhao watched Feng Yichen's carriage go away, but he still stood there, motionless.

Shinobi tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Master, we should go."

Only then did He Wenhao turn around, and with the support of Ren Zhi, he got into his carriage.

Renzhi couldn't help asking: "Master, are you sad?"

"There's nothing to be sad about." He Wenhao lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the bleak street outside the car with a lonely face: "In the whole south, only Young Marshal Feng can give her peace."

Renzhi was a little annoyed: "If it weren't for the turmoil in Yuncheng, Miss Mo would not have been taken to the camp by Marshal Feng to suffer.

After all, Miss Mo was born into a wealthy family, so how did she live in such a rough place in the camp?

It's all because Mr. He is too conscientious.

You ran away with the whole family money, but left you alone in Yuncheng. If the Feng family falls, the entire south is occupied by the Orientals, and they will definitely come back and take away your property... "

He Wenhao didn't know where the confidence came from, so he said firmly: "It is impossible for this south to fall into the hands of the Orientals."

Unbearably puzzled: "Master, how do you know?"

"Because there is Feng Shaojin in the south." The corners of He Wenhao's lips twitched, and a wry smile appeared: "A bloody young commander should be a blessing to the people in the south. He would rather live and die with the city than allow this land to die." trampled by aliens.

It's a pity...Feng Muyun doesn't have the same heart with him.

An unintentional mistake made a big mistake. "

Renzhi doesn't understand these families and countries, but only knows that the young master and Feng Shaoshuai are in a win-win relationship.

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Mo Lingwei removed the gauze from Feng Yichen's eyes one by one, and said in a warm voice, "You can open your eyes now."

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen took a deep breath and clenched his hands.

Mo Lingwei took the needle and thread from the embroidery basket, and stretched it out in front of him: "If you can put this thread through the needle hole, you'll be fine."

After a pause, he said again: "Anyway, sooner or later, we have to face it. Open your eyes."

Feng Shaojin put one hand behind his back, seemingly expressionless, but his tense expression revealed the uneasiness in his heart.

Feng Yichen bit his lip and slowly opened his eyes.

The person in front of him was hazy, and he blinked.

Feng Shaojin waved his hand in front of his eyes and asked, "How is it?"

Feng Yichen blinked again, and the two people standing in front of him gradually became clear from blur, "Brother, I can still see."

There was a hint of excitement in his voice.

Mo Lingwei handed him the needle and thread in her hand: "Thread the needle."

Feng Yichen took the needle and thread, twisted the end of the thread thinly, aligned it with the small hole, and threaded it right away.

Feng Shaojin let out a long breath of relief.

Feng Yichen raised his eyebrows and said, "My eyes are fine, my eyes are healed, and I can still operate on patients like before."

Feng Shaojin gave a "huh" and said, "Since your eyes are healed, it's time to send your wife and father commander out of here. This commander ordered you to go to Western Country, and you must track down He Changqing's trace."

"He Changqing is in Western Country?" Feng Yichen stood up from his chair suddenly: "It's been delayed for so long, it's time to leave."

He looked at Feng Shaojin, his eyes were full of reluctance and worry: "Brother, you must be safe and well before I come back."

"En." Feng Shaojin nodded slightly.

Feng Yichen had a sore nose, inexplicably thinking of Feng Shaoqing who had passed away long ago.

After leaving the camp, Feng Yichen hurried back to the Governor's Mansion.