If it was the past, Feng Shaojin left the only nourishing things to Mo Lingwei, maybe Mo Jinlan would have complained in front of Mo Lingwei for Feng Shaojin.
But now, she just silently obeyed Feng Shaojin's wishes, and distributed all the nutrients that originally belonged to Feng Shaojin to Mo Lingwei.
It was freezing cold, Mo Jinlan consciously helped Mo Lingwei light a brazier in the bedroom.
Later, the silver charcoal was gone, and ordinary charcoal fires had too much smoke and dust, and Mo Lingwei, who was afraid of choking, could not sleep, so Mo Jinlan poured boiling water into his own soup lady, and put all the soup lady on Mo Lingwei's bed , give her warm cold bedding.
It seems to be trying to make up for something, and it seems to be seeking inner comfort.
Mo Lingwei watched everything she did silently. It was impossible to say that there was no fluctuation in her heart, but thinking that Mo Jinlan used Xiu'er's life to force herself to stay, the fluctuation returned to calm in an instant.
She stood up, rinsed her mouth, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mo Jinlan again.
Mo Jinlan tentatively asked her almost cautiously: "You said you want to stay in Yuncheng, is that true? Are you really ready to live and die with the people of Yuncheng, or is it just a decision made on impulse?"
"It's true." Mo Lingwei replied bluntly.
"Then, what if Shaojin is willing to send you back to Jincheng?" Mo Jinlan cleaned up the dishes on the table and looked up at her: "In today's Yuncheng, it's too dangerous for Oriental spies to wreak havoc."
"What if we go back to Jincheng? Is it just a matter of life?" Mo Lingwei twisted the medicine bag, her voice was cold and ethereal, "If Yuncheng is really captured by foreign enemies, do you think the north can survive?
Once the enemy bandits set up camp in the south and reduce this place to a colony, the people in the north will still have a bad life, and they still have to be on guard all the time.
It is impossible for our Mohist family to be stable for a day. Only by driving the enemies in the south out of the border and clearing them out of the country can we completely exchange for peace between the north and the south.
At that time, the people of our Huaxia Kingdom will have a good life and usher in prosperity.
I didn't choose to stay here because of Feng Shaojin, and I didn't just stay here for the people in the south. My brother and sister-in-law swore to resist foreign enemies in the north. I just wanted to help out here. The closer to the front line, the more I can understand the danger of my brother and sister-in-law's situation. "
This responsibility and choice has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with personal grievances, but a clear conscience.
That's all.
Even if you die in battle, you deserve to die.
Mo Jinlan was stunned, and watched Mo Lingwei head towards the operating room...
She suddenly lost her appetite.
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When Feng Shaojin came back, the sky had already darkened.
He washed off the blood and dust, and went to the meeting hall. When he returned to the study, there were still a lot of urgent documents waiting for his review.
The bedroom next door was empty, pitch black, and there was no movement at all. Mo Lingwei was still performing operations on the injured patients, and she didn't know how long she would be busy.
Thinking of Feng Muyun's situation, the grief that was desperately suppressed in his heart was surging like waves, his heart was suffocated, and he suddenly missed her a little.
Feng Shaojin put down her pen, put on her cloak and stood up. She was about to go to the operating room to see Mo Lingwei. When she opened the door, she saw Mo Jinlan standing at the door with food.
"Shaojin, you haven't eaten since evening, Ling Wei specially asked me to heat up some leftovers for you as a supper, you should eat some at least."
The woman was smiling, and the hand holding the tray was unconsciously nervous...