Chapter 2679

Mo Lingwei had a splitting headache, she pressed her head, fine sweat broke out on her forehead, and her voice trembled slightly: "It hurts, my head hurts."

Feng Shaojin quickly picked her up and put her on the bed, "Hold on, I'll call Yichen."

Intermittent pictures flashed through her mind, her heart was tugged by the emotions in the picture, and the pain was severe:

The simple bedroom was tied with bright red silk cloth, and the wooden door and paper windows were pasted with bright red happy characters. The man sat beside her, lifted the red hijab on her head, and brushed her hair Rolled in his hand, he whispered softly: "Tie hair as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection."

He wanted to lean over to kiss her, but she avoided him in disgust.

There was a bang on the simple wooden door, and after the man left, she was left alone in the bedroom.

She sat on the edge of the "creaking" bed, grieving in her heart. After a long time, she stood up, took off her red wedding dress, blew out the red candle, and returned to the bed...

When Feng Yichen and Hu Suya rushed over, they saw Mo Lingwei clutching the quilt tightly, the fine sweat on his forehead had already wetted his hair, and he began to cry in pain.

Hu Suya rushed over, hugged Mo Lingwei tightly, and asked eagerly: "Lingwei, what's wrong with you? You were fine just now, what happened?"

"Auntie, I have a headache." Mo Lingwei pulled her hair: "My head hurts."

Hu Suya looked at the strands of hair that had been torn off by her, "Hold it, do you remember something?"

Feng Shaojin was afraid that she would bite her tongue, so he held her finger with one hand, and put the back of the other hand into her mouth, "If it hurts badly, just bite, I'm not afraid of pain."

Mo Lingwei was in so much pain that she was about to lose her mind, she bit the back of his hand, blood dripped from the corners of her bright red lips, and a strong fishy sweet smell hit her nose and throat.

Hu Suya's heart skipped a beat when she saw it, she was afraid that Feng Yichen, who was holding the golden needle, would get agitated and shake his hands, stabbing Mo Lingwei to death for the sake of her brother.

But Feng Yichen seemed to have already seen the strangeness, without the slightest surprise, his expression was as usual, with one hand resting on her pulse, and the other hand holding a golden needle, he said softly: "Hold her, I will seal her Acupuncture points on the top of the head."

Hu Suya was a little scared: "Will there be any accidents?"

"No." Seeing that Hu Suya didn't trust him, Feng Yichen said to Feng Shaojin, "Hold her, I'm going to give an injection, hurry up!"

Feng Shaojin lifted Mo Lingwei, pressed her against his chest, and fixed her head.

Feng Yichen lifted the needle with his hand, and a golden needle grew from his finger, which pierced deeply into the acupuncture point on Mo Lingwei's head.

She finally let go, and the whole person fell silent.

Feng Shaojin took out a handkerchief from her arms, gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, face and back of her neck, and suddenly said, "Miss Hu, Ling Wei said she was married, but is it true?"

Hu Suya: "..."

Hu Suya's heart skipped a beat, and she denied it: "How is it possible, we are married, how come our Mo family doesn't know about it?"

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen originally wanted to say that it was true that Ling Wei was indeed married, and that you were the one who married, but seeing Mo Lingwei's comatose appearance, he still shut up: I don't know what she remembered, it would become like this .

If his guess is correct, Chu Yunyao should have deliberately erased her memory.

How sick was she that she had to erase her past memories to come back to life?

When Feng Yichen pulled out the gold needle, twisted the medicine box and left the bedroom, Feng Shaojin chased her out: "What's wrong with her? Why did she suddenly have such a severe headache?"