The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 413 It'll be fine, and none of them will be fine!

Chapter 413 It'll be fine, none of them will be fine!

It was less than half an hour after Feng Qingyin invited the doctor. In the wing room in the backyard, the wound on 'Zhao Waner''s hand had already been bandaged, and Feng Yuan stood there with a livid face.

"Nonsense! It's nonsense!" Standing in front of the bed, looking at the unconscious 'second daughter', he said angrily, "Life is a joke, how can she be so overwhelmed?"

Shen Rong raised her sleeves and wiped her tears, "My daughter is already like this, so please don't say a few words. It's also my fault, I don't spend more time with her on weekdays. If I can allocate part of my energy to care about her She, maybe she wouldn't do anything stupid."

"It's not just stupid? It's really stupid!" Feng Yuan glanced sideways at the person on the bed, and the anger in his chest shot up, "She is in Feng's house, should we let her eat or wear less?" ? Is there anything worth thinking about?"

"Qingyin's personality has been different from other children since she was a child. Even if she was wronged, she never told me, she kept it in her heart. Speaking of it, it was my mother's dereliction of duty. I knew she was suffering, and I knew it. Blame me for not finding out that something is wrong with her early, otherwise she can definitely be stopped!" Shen Rong has always felt that she owes this daughter, after all, if Feng Xing hadn't used witchcraft to separate her from Feng Qingcheng back then, she wouldn't have become This look.

I remember that ten years ago, Feng Qingyin played hide-and-seek with Feng Qingcheng. Later, Feng Qingyin's skirt was accidentally scratched by a stone by the rockery, revealing an ugly scar on her leg.

Feng Qingcheng, who was only five years old, was frightened and cried on the spot after seeing those scars.

It seems that from that time on, Feng Qingyin stopped playing around with others, but locked herself in the room all day long, and gradually developed her current withdrawn and weird personality.

"It's useless to say these things now, let's wait for the doctor to see what to say." Feng Yuan walked up to her, raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "Okay, don't cry, Qingyin will get better."

Shen Rong raised her hand to hold his hand, "We only have such a pair of daughters left now, if something happens to Qingyin, Qingcheng will not be able to survive, and neither of them will have trouble."

Feng Yuan patted the back of her hand and comforted, "Don't worry, nothing will happen, none of them will be fine."

When Feng Qingyin brought the doctor over, what she heard was the last two sentences of the conversation between the husband and wife.

Her eyes were dark, set in suppressed mockery.

Ah!Feng Qingcheng, Feng Qingcheng again!

There was only one reason why they were nervous about her life, and that was because they were afraid that her death would hurt Feng Qingcheng!

The doctor standing next to her felt the low air pressure emanating from her body, and couldn't help being surprised, "Girl, are you okay?"

Feng Qingyin was startled, and when she turned her head to look at him, she had a harmless expression on her face.

With a bitter face, she said worriedly, "I'm fine, I'm just worried that something will happen to our young lady!"

After saying this, she stepped forward and shouted into the wing room, "General, madam, the doctor is here!"

Shen Rong turned her head to look at her, and hurriedly urged, "Quick! Let the doctor come in and see how Qingyin is doing!"

After the doctor entered, he stopped on the bed, his gaze swept over Feng Qingyin's pale face, and his gray eyebrows couldn't help but twist.

Seeing his expression, Feng Yuan couldn't help but said, "Doctor, please take a look at my daughter, how bad is she hurt?"

The doctor nodded to him, sat on the edge of the bed, and pressed the three fingers of his right hand on the pulse gate of 'Feng Qingyin' to diagnose her pulse.

After a while, the doctor withdrew his hand, stood up from the bed, and cupped his hands in Feng Yuan's direction, "General, why did Ling Qianjin suddenly become like this?"

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(End of this chapter)

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