The ghost-faced medical concubine of Lord Hanqing

Chapter 245 Instant Transformation (1)

A person she will never forget in her whole life.

During her time in the Feng Gang, if anyone asked her who else would she keep in mind besides the young leader Feng Zhe, it would undoubtedly be Lin Shiya.

Feng Zhe's fiancée, the eldest miss of the Lin family.

Looking at the person in front of her, Feng Wuqing was even more puzzled. However, the indifference on her face had changed when she heard the news of the other party, and now her face returned to the coldness.

And it was her indifference that once again stimulated Guan Shishi, and she suddenly lost control of her emotions and yelled at Feng Wuqing: "Feng Wuqing, that Lin Shiya is dead, and now I am Guan Shishi, the eldest lady of the official family, But Lin Shiya's hatred still exists, since I met you again, I will definitely pay you back what you owe me."

"Okay, then I'll wait." Although she didn't understand what she owed her, but because she had no intention of continuing to entangle with her, she turned around and left after leaving this sentence.

Her thoughts are still in the shock that the official poems brought to her.

And because this news reminded her of a name that she hadn't thought of for a long time, Feng Zhe, her time travel was because she was shot and died, so what was the reason for Lin Shiya's time travel?Where is Feng Zhe now?
Feng Wuqing couldn't explain each problem.

Because she was too emotional, she suddenly felt a heat in her throat, so she quickened her pace.

Walking to a deserted place, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and her body also began to stagger.

"Is my time running out?" A faint voice floated out of Feng Wuqing's mouth.

As a doctor, she is very aware of her physical condition. Although she told Feng Jianyue that she was fine, and she concealed it well in front of him, she still knew that her time was running out.

As a doctor, she can heal many people, but she can't heal herself, which is also a kind of tragedy.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Then she asked herself: "Feng Wuqing, is this still you?"

Self-pity?delicate and charming?
Thinking of the two words in her mind, she immediately denied herself.

This is not her, not her ruthless.

Just as Feng Wuqing kept denying himself, Mo Linhan's voice came from behind him.

When she heard the other party's voice, her whole body couldn't help but began to tremble, but she tried her best to restrain herself.

Slowly, she regained that indifferent Feng Wuqing again.

And even her subtle changes, Mo Linhan who was standing behind her could see clearly.

"Qingqing, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Linhan's voice was full of worry and intimacy.

Turning around calmly, staring at the man in front of him with indifferent eyes: "I'm fine."

The voice was still cold as always, but Mo Linhan found that the person in front of him was a little different. Although Feng Wuqing was indifferent in the past, in his eyes she was still weak and needed someone to protect her.

But the people standing in front of him at this moment made him lose that feeling at all, and some of them were just strangers.

The aura in front of him was too strong, even Mo Linhan had such a flash of energy for a moment.

Just in the gap between Mo Linhan's flashing gods, Feng Wuqing's cold voice came to mind again: "What's the matter?"

The voice was calm, and no one could hear any displeasure.

And it was her calmness that made Mo Linhan suddenly speechless.

(End of this chapter)