Feng Yichen's eyes darkened, he choked for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "I'll take you to see him."

Gu Wei's heart sank, and he followed Feng Yichen, standing in front of the glass door of the aseptic room and looking at the person who was covered in medicine tubes all over his body, his eyes were hot.

The man who used to be high-spirited and handsome, who commanded thousands of troops to lash out at Fang Qiu, has now turned into this appearance.

Lying alone on the white bed, using all kinds of unknown potions to continue his life, unconsciously like a test subject at the mercy of others.

Gu Wei couldn't bear to continue watching, and silently lowered his head: "It's been so long, is the young commander still unconscious?"

"Not at first, but later." Maybe it was because he had been with him for long enough, Feng Yichen had already accepted the reality, and his tone was a little more joyful: "When I brought him here, he didn't have any pain other than his heartbeat." vital signs.

Later, I re-read the handwritten medical book given to me by the little doctor fairy, and began to take time every day to talk to him about the past between him and my sister-in-law. Began to have vitality. "

Feng Yichen murmured: "It's been more than half a year, not only has his physical function not declined, but it's still improving, and the burnt areas on his face, hands, and body have also begun to recover after soaking in the medicine.

Maybe after a while, my brother will wake up. "

Gu Wei couldn't help looking at Feng Yichen, seeing a kind of obsessive and crazy flame burning in his eyes, he couldn't bear it.

Master Yichen is a genius in the medical field, and he will definitely make the young commander better.

Gu Wei said: "Master Yichen, it's been so many days, I've worked hard on you."

"He's my brother, so why talk about hard work? Everything I do is as it should be." Feng Yichen stared at the person who was still sleeping inside for a moment: "How is Yuncheng doing now?"

"It's very good. Everything is done and the people have resumed production. Last winter, Young Marshal Mo completed the recruitment of the Feng Family Army. His methods were unique and resolute. It was exactly the same as what the young marshal did. He quickly won the hearts of the people.

In the spring of this year, the law of intercropping has begun to be advocated among the common people, and the fields are widely divided, and everything is on the right track.

I saw that Young Marshal Mo is indeed a practical person, and he did not treat Feng Jiajun badly, so I handed in my resignation letter and came here, intending to stay by Young Master Shaojin's side for the rest of my life. "Gu Wei sighed for a long time: "If Master Shaoqing was still alive back then, Master would not have fallen to the present situation. "

It is better to die with dignity than to live unconsciously.

He should have sacrificed on the battlefield, but he ended up with the reputation of giving his life for the sake of his son and daughter.

"Where is my sister-in-law?" Feng Yichen asked hoarsely, "How is she?"

"I don't know." Gu Wei shook his head: "When I held a fake funeral for the young master, the young lady came over in a wheelchair. Her legs were injured and her complexion was not good. I heard that she had been in a coma and just woke up. .

Back then, she was afraid of accidents and the coffin was sealed. She begged me to open the museum to see the young master for the last time, but I refused.

She still wants to see you, but you have already left with the young master...

In the end, after he recovered, he took Miss Mo's ashes back to Jincheng. Before leaving, he sent people to several other homes to take away all the things the young master had used.

Feng Yichen: "..."

I don't know which sentence touched Feng Yichen inadvertently, his eyes suddenly got wet...