Chapter 2616

Feng Shaojin rang the bell on the bedside, and the person guarding the door immediately opened the door. Seeing that Feng Shaojin had woken up, his eyes and eyebrows had returned to normal, and he said in trepidation: "Master, how do you feel, your leg still hurts?" ?"

A hint of impatience flashed across Feng Shaojin's eyebrows, and his voice was cold and indifferent: "Clean it up."

He lifted the bedding, put his hands on both sides of the wheelchair, and sat on it.

After the acupuncture, my legs didn't hurt anymore, but they were sore and swollen, and my legs were weak.

Feng Shaojin rolled the wheelchair and left the bedroom.

When the person in charge heard the movement, he immediately opened the guest room next door. Seeing that Feng Shaojin's expression was the same, he pushed him to another room to freshen up, and stood aside respectfully.

For some reason, Master Shaojin was clearly just a patient who was still sitting in a wheelchair after waking up and hadn't fully recovered, but every time he saw Master Shaojin, he always had a feeling of fear and depression, which inexplicably made him terrified.

Feng Shaojin's voice was low: "Where is the woman who came to give me the injection last night?"

"It's resting in the guest room. You haven't gotten up yet. I'll call her to check your legs now." The person in charge replied respectfully.

"No need." Feng Shaojin opened the window, the wind and rain had stopped, fresh air rushed in, the sky was as blue as washing, and the sky was clear: "We'll talk about it when she wakes up."

The person in charge replied cautiously: "Yes!"

Mo Lingwei slept until dawn, stretched her waist, and saw that the fourth aunt had gotten up too early and was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Mo Lingwei lifted the quilt, "What time is it, did it delay your going to school?"

The fourth aunt poured warm water over, "It's okay to delay or not, just make up the missed classes at night.

It's just that we should go back. I just looked outside. The guards here are heavily guarded, and it always feels gloomy. "

If something happens, you won't know if you die here.

After Mo Lingwei finished washing and washing, she tied up her hair with a white handkerchief, casually pulled her behind her, twisted the medical bag and pulled the fourth aunt to go out: "The patient last night must be fine, otherwise it is impossible that there is nothing wrong with her." Come on, we should be able to leave."

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw the person in charge guarding the door. His attitude changed from the arrogance and toughness of last night, and he made a "please" gesture in a low-key and humble manner, "Our young master is waiting for you to have dinner with us in the restaurant."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Fourth Aunt: "..."

The fourth aunt lowered her voice too much: "Is that the sick young master from last night?"

Entering the restaurant, she saw the handsome man sitting at the dining table at a glance, Mo Lingwei nodded, and whispered: "Yes."

Fourth Aunt: "..."

The fourth aunt was about to say something, but when she looked up, all the words were stuck in her throat.

Until she was seated, the fourth aunt was still in a trance, staring at the man in front of her and couldn't move her eyes.

Living in the Governor's Mansion, although I have seen the Gong family and other children of various aristocratic families, almost no one is as handsome as Mo Lingyuan, the first young master of the Mo family, and Mo Jinyu, the second young master of the Mo family.

But at this moment, the man in front of him, although he was only sitting in a wheelchair with a sickly appearance, was not inferior to Mo Lingyuan, the rich and handsome young commander of the Mo family, in terms of appearance and temperament.

Perhaps it was the reason of being bedridden for a long time, the man was extremely thin, but his facial features became more delicate and three-dimensional.

The skin is very white, a kind of cold white that cannot see the color of blood, but it is so delicate and smooth that you can't even see the pores. The thin lips lined are as red as blood. With a long-standing coercion and arrogance...