"Qingye..." As soon as Qi Mo received the news, he dropped all the work at hand and ran over impatiently, but he didn't want to hear her heartbreaking cough before he even entered the room.
She suddenly tensed up, and before she had time to think about it, someone had already rushed in front of her.【】
Zhong Qingye burst into tears and covered her mouth with both hands. Her coughing was so exhilarating that her whole body was trembling slightly, and her trembling shoulders were all unbearably fragile.
Douda's tears seemed to have completely lost control, and they were falling down desperately. Zhong Qingye couldn't stop them at all, and his trembling body splashed the tears in all directions, scattering them on the hem of the quilt.
There was no need to listen to the maid's explanation. Based on Qi Mo's understanding of Zhong Qingye, just by her current reaction, he could guess that she must know.
There was a sudden throbbing pain in the bottom of his heart. The child he lost was not only the flesh that fell from Zhong Qingye's body, but also the blood that overflowed from his heart! What's more... this may be his only child!
Qi Mo shivered, he must not let Zhong Qingye know this!
"Stop crying..." Qi Mo couldn't say anything nice to comfort him, so he could only frown, pat her back gently to calm her down, and said to Chun'er, who was completely stupid, without looking back: "
Go get a glass of water."
"Oh...yes!" Chuner suddenly came back to his senses and ran to pour water in a panic.
Zhong Qingye couldn't stop crying, and couldn't stop coughing even more. Qi Mo's smooth breathing didn't have the slightest effect, but made her cough more and more intense. Her originally pale face turned red and almost swollen.
There were purple marks and blue veins popping up on his forehead, which looked extremely frightening.
In this situation, let alone drinking water, it is difficult to even breathe.
"Aoba! Aoba!! Stop coughing!"
Qi Mo was completely panicked. So far, Zhong Qingye had only coughed violently in front of him at the moment on the Chishui River bed. It came and went quickly, and then seemed to have died down. Although Feng Jin had warned him, Zhong Qingye had
Aoba's cough may be related to her repeated injuries to her severely internal body. He also carefully dealt with it, but when the incident came, he was a little confused.
Gradually, a trace of bright red suddenly appeared between Zhong Qingye's fingers. Qi Mo's eyes widened with anger, and he suddenly pulled her hand down, and when he looked closely, he was almost scared to death.
In the white palm, a little bright red liquid splashed, although it was not much, it was enough to shock people.
She...coughed up blood!?
"Go find Feng Jin! Hurry!" The only thing Qi Mo could think of was Feng Jin. He was so frightened that he completely lost control of his emotions. He roared almost hysterically. Chun'er was so frightened that he trembled all over and almost fell down.
He fell inside the room, forgot his answer, and ran out in a hurry.
Qi Mo raised his hand decisively and hit Zhong Qingye hard on the back of the neck with a knife. Zhong Qingye leaned forward, staring blankly, then closed his eyes and fell softly on his chest.
superior.
Qi Mo hugged her tightly, the sharp pain and fear in his chest almost tearing his whole body apart.
Feng Jin came very quickly. As long as it was about Zhong Qingye, he was never really calm. When he saw her being held tightly in Qi Mo's arms, that possessive posture made his heart burn and his anger ignited.
It went out again, just for a second.
"Put her flat on the bed, unbutton her collar so it doesn't wrap around her neck." Feng Jin quickly walked to the bed, carrying a brown wooden box in her hand for the first time.
Qi Mo calmly put Zhong Qingye down gently and unbuttoned a few small buttons in front of her collar, revealing a pair of white and delicate collarbones.
Although it is extremely inappropriate for a woman's collarbone to be exposed to men other than her husband, she doesn't care so much now.
Feng Jin opened the box and took out a red cloth package from inside, "Get out of the way." He said in an unceremonious commanding tone, although his tone was quite calm.
Qi Mo suppressed the displeasure in his heart and desperately told himself that all this was for Zhong Qingye. He finally managed not to punch the man in the face. He stood up silently and stepped aside without leaving the edge of the bed.
One meter.
Feng Jin didn't care, or he didn't care at all. He put the red cloth parcel in his hand on the bed and unfolded it to reveal a silver needle bag, which was densely filled with silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses. Under the candlelight,
The cold light makes people's hearts feel cold.
Qi Mo clenched his fists tightly, and the coldness in his eyes condensed into an extremely cold black swamp. He looked at Feng Jin motionless, but did not ask him what he wanted to do.
It was like a tacit understanding. Although Qi Mo and Feng Jin didn't like each other, deep down in their hearts, they were very sure of each other's strength and never looked down upon or looked down upon the other because of their inner dislike.
This is a good habit.
Feng Jin quickly took out a few smooth and slender silver needles, tried them briefly, and without hesitation stabbed them into Neiguan, Jianshi, Daling, Shenmen, Chong and other large human body acupoints, piercing half of them.
Just then she stopped, frowned, and reached out to wipe away the remaining tears at the corners of her wet eyes.
For his child...are you so sad?
Feng Jin stared blankly at the glint on his finger, his eyes dark and deep.
"Do you want to explain your acupuncture to me first?" Qi Mo's tone was extremely cold. He stared at his fingers, wishing he could rush up and cut them off with a knife.
Feng Jin put down his fingers and said with an expression on his face, "I'm sorry, I didn't come here just for your sake."
Qi Mo's chest was filled with anger. He finally calmed down and said in a stiff tone: "Why is she coughing up blood?"
"Being too sad causes the blood to rise."
"Is there no way to solve it?"
"I can only let her sleep peacefully and want to solve the problem unless she is no longer sad." Qi Mo said, his eyes lightly swept over Zhong Qingye's abdomen, and his tone was lower. "She was very sad after losing her child.
Bar."
Qi Mo didn't answer.
Feng Jin didn't care and continued to speak slowly in a low and indifferent tone. "If she knew that she would never have children again, I'm afraid she would be even more sad."
"No matter where it comes from, she shouldn't know!"
"Yes... because everyone hopes that she can live well. If she knows that she can no longer have children, she will definitely be very sad, which will affect her body's recovery. Ah Qing is such a person, she likes everything..."
"Since you know it so well, why do you need to repeat it word for word?!" Qi Mo's tone couldn't hide his anger that was on the verge of going berserk. "Are you so comfortable when others feel uncomfortable?"
"Whether others feel uncomfortable or not has nothing to do with me. It's just that you, my lord...are different from others."
Feng Jin raised her chin slightly, and a very beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her lips. In Qi Mo's eyes, it formed a mocking angle.
The anger in Qi Mo's chest gradually grew stronger and swirled, and there was a faint black air between his eyebrows.
Feng Jin didn't care at all. Zhong Qingye's body relied entirely on his care, and Qi Mo's life was in his hands. He wasn't worried about what Qi Mo would do to him.
Because if something happens to him, Zhong Qingye will be the next unlucky person.
Although, this life gate is also his key...
Feng Jin smiled slightly and turned around, his eyes concealing some sharpness.
Guessing that time was almost up, he stood up and walked closer, reaching out to pull out the silver needles inserted into Zhong Qingye's soothing acupuncture points one by one. His wide sleeves swayed slightly, and he deliberately moved forward to block Qi Mo's sight.
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As the silver needle was removed, Zhong Qingye's eyelashes trembled slightly, Feng Jin smiled faintly, and the main show was about to begin.
A girl's sharp cry suddenly sounded outside the door, mixed with messy footsteps. "Miss...Miss!..."
Identified the voice of Yan Zi, he stumbled over and pushed open the door with force. The loud noise made Qi Mo frown slightly, turned his head and scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing?! What are you doing?"
My lady is doing well!"
Taking advantage of the moment he turned his head, Feng Jin quickly inserted the silver needle into Zhong Qingye's body, causing her to shrink slightly because of the pain. Her eyelashes trembled even more, and she raised them slightly, revealing a line of shiny black pupils.
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Feng Jin's voice was faint, and the volume was neither loud nor quiet, but just enough for everyone in the room to hear, including of course Zhong Qingye who had just woken up.
"Yes, of course she is well...but her child was killed by your own order...if Qingye knew, how would he hurt..."
"Feng Jin, shut up!" Qi Mo's face suddenly turned pale. He grabbed his shoulders and pulled him away, shouting angrily: "I told you not to mention that child again!!"
"What?" Feng Jin tilted his head slightly, with a mocking and presumptuous smile. "Am I wrong? Didn't you order that child to be eliminated? Prince Rui, do you dare to do it but don't dare to let others say it?"
"Shut up!" Qi Mo couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly swung his fist, hitting Feng Jin hard on one cheek.
Feng Jin rolled over and staggered several times. His cheeks suddenly became red and swollen, and the corners of his lips were broken, revealing a trace of blood. He was not angry, but sneered mockingly.
"Bastard!" This sneer immediately angered Qi Mo. His handsome and profound facial features were full of anger, and he rushed over to teach him a lesson.
Yanzi, who was still crying, turned pale with fright, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold his arm, breaking out in a cold sweat. "My lord, please don't, the lady is still in a coma, you will disturb... the lady!"
Yanzi's sudden exclamation completely awakened Qi Mo. He turned his head instinctively, but unexpectedly he met a pair of rippled dark eyes.
Zhong Qingye woke up at some point. His face was even paler than when he fell into the water. He sat blankly on the bed and turned to Qi Mo.
Qi Mo's mind trembled with horror. The first thought in his mind was, how long has she been awake? Did she hear what Feng Jin just said?
As if feeling something from his heart, Zhong Qingye gently curled his lips, and his voice was as thin as a silver thread.