I don't know what's going on with that amazingly talented woman who taught him everything and passed on his medical skills without reservation. He keeps her in his heart, and every time he enters the pharmacy, he can't stop miss her.
Without the little fairy doctor, it would be impossible for him to save his brother's life.
Mo Lingwei was stunned: "Little Doctor Doctor? Who is Little Doctor Doctor?"
Feng Yichen: "..."
He was finally 100% sure and certain that Mo Lingwei had really forgotten the past.
Feng Yichen stared at her with dim eyes, not knowing what happened to her, and he didn't want to ask her indiscriminately in front of his brother, he just said, "It's Mrs. Mo."
When Chu Yunyao was mentioned, Mo Lingwei's eyebrows stretched, her delicate face was stained with a burning smile, and her voice was cheerful: "So the little doctor you mentioned is my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law is very good. My aunt and I came to Western Before China, she gave birth to my little niece, not long after confinement..."
Feng Yichen nodded: "It's fine, it's fine."
Mo Lingwei asked again: "Do you know my sister-in-law?"
"I know." Feng Yichen's eyes were dark: "After all, she is worthy of my mentor."
"So that's how it is." Mo Lingwei also had a lot of questions. She didn't know how her sister-in-law knew the Feng family in the western country, but she didn't have time to think about it, so she asked anxiously: "Where is my aunt? Where is she? She How's the injury?"
Feng Yichen raised his finger and pointed to the front: "Out of this long corridor, the first guest room opposite, with a maid guarding the door, is your aunt's residence..."
Just as Feng Yichen finished speaking, Mo Lingwei twisted the skirt of the small dress and trotted away.
Feng Yichen: "..."
So much alike, so much alike.
It was too much like Mo Lingwei, whom he had just met seven years ago when he was still studying in Western countries.
Maybe he hasn't seen her bright smile for a long time, and he almost forgot how Mo Lingwei smiles, she can be so sweet with bright eyes and white teeth.
For some reason, Feng Yichen was inexplicably grateful but also sad.
"You know her? How long have you known her?" After Mo Lingwei disappeared around the corner, Feng Shaojin dragged Feng Yichen into the bedroom, closed the door behind his back, and asked forcefully, "Whose woman is she? Who is the man who died for her? Does she love that man to death? "
Feng Yichen: "..."
Feng Yichen looked at his elder brother who was dazzled by jealousy standing in front of him, and was speechless.
The room was full of jealousy from Feng Shaojin.
Feng Yichen was in a daze, "I do know her, and I have known her for many years."
He paused, and asked heavenly: "How do you know that she loves the man who died for her to the death? If so, why do you still pursue her so persistently?
There are so many women in the world, and you can have everything you want, so why not just change to another one? "
"No." Feng Shaojin's voice was cold: "Although there are many women in the world, they are not her. This young master only loves this one."
Feng Yichen held his head in both hands, rubbing his own head: "You don't only love this one, you only love her."
It used to be, it was later, it was reborn, and it is still the same!
Nie Yuan, what a Nie Yuan!
God is probably blind!
Feng Yichen pinched his throbbing temples, and there was a trace of pain in his voice: "She doesn't love the man who died for her, she hates him!"
Feng Shaojin sneered: "You're not her, how do you know her inner thoughts? Although she doesn't remember the past, she clearly remembers what that man said to her.
She said that apart from that man, it is impossible to fall in love with another man in this life.
She also said that she wished she could go with that man..."