Chapter 2511

"No." Mo Lingwei took off the semi-wet veil on his forehead, dipped in warm water, and wiped his forehead: "The medicinal materials in the camp are almost used up, so I went to the pharmacy to buy some, how are you doing?"

"Seeing you makes me feel better." Feng Shaojin stared at her exquisite eyebrows, smiled slightly, and there was light in his dark eyes.

He seldom gets sick, and even when he does, he perseveres. He has never been so weak.

At this time, Feng Shaojin, who had lost his former coldness and fortitude, looked like an ordinary patient who was so fragile that he needed to be cared for. His handsome face was so pale that there was no color in it, his thin lips were dry, but his brows and eyes were much softer.

The quilt slid to the chest, revealing the white tunic underneath, and the once meticulous black hair hung down in small pieces, losing the majesty of the past, and adding a soft smell of fireworks.

Mo Lingwei pressed her palm to his forehead, "The fever has subsided a bit. After two hours, I will take another medicine. After tonight, I will sweat a lot. It will probably be fine tomorrow."

Mo Lingwei twitched her wrist, "Let go of me."

"Where are you going?" Feng Shaojin asked.

"I'll go to the kitchen and bring some porridge to eat." Mo Lingwei tucked the corner of the quilt: "It's already noon."

Finally, Feng Shaojin reluctantly let go of her fingers, watched her leave eagerly, raised her hand to touch the forehead that she had wiped, the corners of her lips hooked unconsciously, and a sickly look appeared on her face. laugh.

In an instant, it was like fireworks, bright and youthful.

When Mo Jinlan opened the door and came in, he happened to see Feng Shaojin's smile that was different from the usual one, he was startled, and put the tray in his hand on the table.

Feng Shaojin sat up: "Why are you, Ling Wei?"

"She was called to distribute the medicinal materials." Seeing Feng Shaojin's expression changed, Mo Jinlan hurriedly said, "I'll be here soon, this bowl of porridge was brought to you by her, you can eat it. "

Feng Shaojin refused to eat, so he leaned half on the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and asked: "You accompanied her to the camp, did you encounter any danger on the way?"

"Well, I met an oriental samurai and a spy, but luckily there was no danger." Mo Jinlan stood by the bed and told Feng Shaojin everything that happened in the drugstore.

At the end, he said again: "On the way to the Governor's Mansion, I also met He Wenhao."

Feng Shaojin raised his eyes: "What did you say?"

"It's all about the situation in Yuncheng and the survival of the people. Ling Wei was worried about the current situation, so she gave He Wenhao a hairpin and asked him to try to contact Chu Yunyao..." Mo Jinlan looked at it With Feng Shaojin's expression, he explained: "Don't misunderstand them, Ling Wei only wanted He Wenhao to help transport gunpowder and western medicine from the north when she heard that your arsenal was destroyed by the Orientals.

Ling Wei said that Chu Yunyao has her own pharmaceutical factory and also opened a gunpowder factory, she just wants the Feng family army to have a better chance of winning when they fight against the Orientals..."

Feng Shaojin's face became more and more serious, he waved his hand, and said to Mo Jinlan, "I see, you go out first."

Mo Jinlan took the porridge bowl: "The porridge is getting cold, let me feed you first."

Feng Shaojin refused: "No need, I didn't break my arm."

Mo Jinlan: "..."

Mo Jinlan didn't know if he said something wrong, so he left the bedroom anxiously.

When Mo Lingwei came in, she saw that the bowl of porridge was placed on the low cabinet beside the bed, it didn't move at all, Feng Shaojin leaned on the head of the bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind, his expression was a little bad, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mo Lingwei stuffed the porridge bowl into Feng Shaojin's hands: "People are iron, rice is steel, so eat some."