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Chapter 62 The memory is sporadic

The doctor in Yueying Pavilion sighed softly after taking Ruoying's pulse, trying to tell Mo Yifeng about Ruoying's condition, but who knew that Ruoying had a nightmare.

"Be careful!" Ruoying, who was in a coma, was reminding whom, and her hands suddenly grabbed the bed sheet and frowned.

Mo Yifeng's eyes flashed, and he looked at Ruoying in front of him. He seemed unfamiliar. From knowing her to now, when has he seen her like this? Although he closed his eyes tightly, it made people feel full of hostility and alertness.

"Doctor, how about it?" Although Mo Yifeng asked the doctor, his eyes never left Ruoying in a single moment.

The doctor looked away from Ruoying's face and turned to Mo Yifeng and said, "Third Master, this girl has a high fever due to trauma. She needs to take good care of her day and night in the past few days until her fever subsides. Otherwise, if there is a slight mistake, not to mention burning her head, I'm afraid she won't even be able to save her life."

"It's really... so serious?" Mo Yifeng pursed his lips and lowered his tone.

The doctor sighed: "Third Master, according to the current situation of the girl, it is not optimistic. As a trainer, he will have to lie on for a few days when he is hit by these few strokes, not to mention that he is a weak physique like a girl."

Mo Yifeng looked a little embarrassed after hearing the doctor's words, and his eyes flashed slightly. The doctor was also aware of it, so he didn't say anything more.

After Zhou Fu sent the doctor away, Mo Yifeng was gradually lost his mind while sitting by the bed. The doctor said that he needed to take care of day and night in the past few days, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. He never thought it would be so serious. Looking at Ruoying's face red due to a high fever, he reached out to hold her hand in the palm of his hand.

"Mr. Mo..." Ruoying suddenly held his hand back vigorously, and his tone was even more anxious.

But the title of Mr. Mo made Mo Yifeng slightly startled. The only one with the surname Mo in Chaoyang Kingdom was Mo. Who is the "Mr. Mo" mentioned by Ruoying?

"Ying'er." Mo Yifeng called her in a low voice, but Ruoying did not say anything, but her body became hotter and hotter.

An hour later, Zhou Fu brought the medicine and saw Mo Yifeng looking at Ruoying in a coma without a moment, and his hand held her hand from beginning to end, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Zi Qiu was also very injured and was lying on the bed and unable to move. Zhou Fu arranged for other girls to serve him, but Mo Yifeng did not agree. He turned around and leaned against the head of the bed, reached out to pick up Ruoying and let her lean on his chest, and then took the medicine bowl and fed her himself. However, Ruoying was unconscious now, and the medicine could not be swallowed at all, and all flowed out.

"Master, why not wait until Miss Ruoying wakes up before taking medicine." Zhou Fu advised him kindly.

"If you don't take the medicine now, the fever will not be subsided. You have lost your memory. If you continue to burn, you may burn your brain." Mo Yifeng gently wiped the medicine juice from her body, frowned.

Zhou Fu sighed secretly and stepped forward and said, "You should go and rest. After Miss Ruoying wakes up, I will tell you. What's more, Miss Ruoying has also hurt her brain in addition to amnesia..."

"Stop!" Mo Yifeng suddenly interrupted Zhou Fu's words, his face was covered with clouds, and he looked down at Ruoying with his eyes, and his voice gradually softened, "She is smarter than anyone else."

"Yes! The servant said nothing." Zhou Fu lowered his eyebrows and did not dare to say more, although what he said was a well-known fact...
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