Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Zhuo Yihang carefully looked at the environment of this place and thought silently that if Xiao Qi was here, he would find a way to find her.

Feng Xun is also observing everything around him without leaving any trace. He finds that there are guards standing everywhere. It seems that Mrs. mantening is careful in her work.

It's just a manor, defending like a fortress. I'm afraid it's not easy for them to escape alone. If the little girl is also locked up here, I'm afraid she will be brought back by the guards as soon as she goes out!

Zhuo Yihang and Feng Xun thought to themselves and didn't dare to observe too clearly until the guard stopped and told them that they had arrived.

"Ma'am, here we are!" In the living room, the guard reported respectfully to Mrs. mantenin.

Zhuo Yihang's eyes did not fall on the so-called Madame mantelling, but directly looked at the seventh day of the summer standing on one side, looking a little excited.

"Xiao Qi -" he almost went to hold his sister Xia's hand, but Feng Xun flicked his back to remind him.

Zhuo Yihang had no choice but to calm down and look carefully at the seventh day of the summer.

At the beginning of the summer, he and his cousin Zhuo Yihang also looked at each other with a smile. Seeing that he looked at himself anxiously, he just shook his head with a faint smile, so that he didn't have to worry.

Zhuo Yihang was relieved to see that she was intact and had no trace of being tortured.

"You go down first!" Mrs. mantening asked the guard to step down first, stood up and looked at the people who were brought by the guard. Her eyes fell on Zhuo Yihang, who was the leader of the guard. She looked at him quietly with some examination.

"Are you a master of traditional Chinese medicine?" Asked Madame mantelyn thoughtfully, after a long look.

With a faint smile, Zhuo Yihang replied noncommittally: "I don't know what my sister Xiaoqi said to you. I really have been studying traditional Chinese medicine, but I dare not say that I am good at it..."

"Madam Feng praised you as a cousin. Why are you so modest?" Madame mantelling shook her head and said with a smile, "if Madame Feng hadn't strongly recommended you, I wouldn't have come to you!"

When Zhuo Yihang heard her "strongly recommend", he knew that Mrs. Manning seemed to praise, but it was also a warning!

It's better to warn him not to live up to his name, or he may never come back today!

But he was not frightened by Mrs. Manning's warning. He just laughed, and his tone was as modest and gentle as ever: "the doctor is kind-hearted. I just try my best to do my job and save the patients I deal with..."

"What a kind doctor Seeing that he was not arrogant and impetuous, and that he was cold-blooded, Mrs. mantelling did not change her expression in the face of her own temptations and warnings. She had some confidence in her cousin, the seventh day of the summer. She nodded and said with a smile, "I hope your medical skills can be praised as well as your bearing!"

The seventh day of the summer was also at this time. She said with a smile, "Mrs. mantelling, it's better to let my cousin go to see Nord than to stand here and talk

"Good!" Mrs. Manning nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation. Zhuo Yihang nodded politely and went upstairs with Mrs. manning.

On the seventh day of the summer, he deliberately slowed down and went to Zhuo Yihang. He asked in a low voice, "cousin, you were not embarrassed on the way you brought people here..."

Zhuo Yihang shook his head and replied with a smile: "it's not difficult. It's just that we should be more on guard!"

When he said this, he asked in a low voice, "how about you? Are you ok? Does this lady do anything to you? "

"But she was locked here and couldn't go out. Besides, she didn't torture me..." at the beginning of summer, she shrugged her shoulders and sighed low, and said: "this Mrs. mantelling has to think that I can save her son, so she forced me to talk with him every day. I can't find a way to get away from him. I'm sorry..."

With that, Zhuo Yihang patted her on the shoulder, shook his head and said with a smile, "it's ok..."

Summer seven also want to say something, vaguely feel the temperature around as if dropped a little, even can hear the sound of fist clatter.

She quickly subconsciously looked at Zhuo Yihang and found that it was not him who was angry, but a bodyguard behind her cousin.

On the seventh day of the summer, he looked at the bodyguard behind his cousin doubtfully. He first saw the slightly curly brown hair. Then when he looked at it carefully, he saw that the man seemed to be a mixed race, with a beard on his face and a big figure. He seemed to be a man of great skill

Xu is aware of the suspicious eyes of the seventh day of the summer, and the bodyguard looks up at her, and his lips bend slightly.

If Xia had doubts about the identity of the bodyguard before the seventh day of the lunar new year, after seeing this familiar smile, he suddenly understood everything and couldn't believe it.

No matter how he disguises, she can still recognize her husband Feng Xun through his little expression!

But how can Feng Xun be here and become the bodyguard of Yihang brother? When did they meet?

At the beginning of the summer, there are thousands of doubts in her heart, but she can't say a word. Otherwise, if Feng Xun's identity is exposed, even if there is a cousin who is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, Mrs. mantelling will not let them go!

The seventh day of the summer can only take a deep breath. He nods with Feng Xun, who is disguised as a bodyguard. He exchanges a tacit understanding look and looks at his cousin Zhuo Yihang.

Seeing her eyes, Zhuo Yihang knew that she recognized Feng Xun and comforted him in a low voice: "Xiao Qi, you can rest assured that we have our own plan. You just need to cooperate later!"

At the beginning of summer, she nodded at seven o'clock. She didn't know what plans Feng Xun and his cousin had made, but now she can't show her feet!

When Mrs. Manning took them to Nord's bedroom, the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the nurse who had been with them came and whispered, "Madam --"

"How's Nord today?" Asked Madame mantelyn in a deep voice.

"Master Nord is still the same..." the nurse replied respectfully.

With a low sigh, Mrs. Manning walked slowly to Nord's bed, took his hand, stroked the back of his hand and said, "Nord, when will you wake up..."

She quietly looked at Nord for a while, then turned her head and said with a bitter smile to Zhuo Yihang, who was not far away: "you are a doctor. You come to see my son. Why is his operation successful, and his physical indicators seem to be OK, so he can't wake up?"

Zhuo Yihang went to the hospital bed, first explored Nord's breath, then looked at the nearby instrument data, held his wrist and carefully felt his pulse.