Chapter 2619

It was the first time for the person in charge to see Young Master Shaojin's mood fluctuating so much, his face was gloomy and frosty for a while, and he laughed again for a while, like a spring breeze blowing on his face.

It was too much for him to figure out.

When Feng Yichen and Gu Wei hurried back, it was already night, and Feng Shaojin had already fallen asleep.

He was brought back by Gu Wei. Feng Yichen, who has always been pampered, has superb medical skills and has seen many scenes of life and death and bloody flesh, but he has never suffered such serious injuries.

The bullet grazed the outside of his thigh, bleeding profusely, and he was so painful that he could hardly move.

Seeing that half of Feng Yichen's body was soaked in blood, the person in charge was terrified. He thought the bullet was left in his flesh, so he cut open his clothes and heaved a sigh of relief.

He familiarly gave Feng Yichen anesthesia, "The bullet didn't get stuck in the flesh and blood, the wound was a bit deep, it will recover soon, and it's not life-threatening."

The anesthesia gradually took effect, and Feng Yichen gradually lost feeling in his legs. He lay on the bed, stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, and let the person in charge quickly heal the wound. Suddenly, he thought of Feng Shaojin who was covered in scars all over his body.

My brother had more than a dozen gunshot wounds all over his body, not to mention those non-fatal skin injuries.

If it wasn't for the moment when he soaked in the medicine basin after saving his brother and took off his clothes, he wouldn't have known that Feng Shaojin had so many scars all over his body.

He had only been shot once, and he was in so much pain that his brother was shot so many times, how did he get over it?

Except for the time when he was shot in the heart by Mo Lingwei, he had never seen him vulnerable before,

In his memory, leaving aside the aspect of emotion, his elder brother always seemed to be calm and calm, strategizing, even if the gunpowder exploded beside him, he would not blink.

Feng Yichen let out a long breath, and asked in a low voice, "Where is Master Shaojin?"

"At this time, he is already asleep." The person in charge asked in a low voice, "Do you want to wake him up?"

"No need." Feng Yichen lay half on the head of the bed, and asked, "How is his health during the two days I've been away? Did any emergencies happen?"

The person in charge's face turned pale, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

Feng Yichen suddenly sat up with his arms propped up: "What's wrong with my brother?"

The person in charge was taken aback, and quickly held him down: "Master Yichen, don't move around. Master Shaojin is fine. He is fine. He did have a problem, but he has been cured."

Hearing that Feng Shaojin was fine, Feng Yichen gradually calmed down, and slowly lay back on the bed.

The person in charge checked the wound he had just bandaged, and said in a low voice: "It's like this, Master Shaojin's leg suddenly hurt so much, we couldn't check the situation, I gave Master Shaojin anesthesia, but found that Master Shaojin was Anti-anesthetics, anesthetics have no effect on him at all.

It occurred to me that this happened last time. It was you who healed the young master with golden needle acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine. I heard that an oriental girl came to the nursing home. There are many patients, so I sent someone to pick her up...

That girl looks young, but her Chinese medicine skills are very good, which has completely wiped out my understanding of oriental girls.

Soon she stabilized Master Shaojin's condition, and stayed here with her aunt for one night.

Young Master Shaojin invited them to dinner, then sent a car to drive them away..."

Feng Yichen looked suspicious: "Oriental girl? How long have you been in the nursing home?"