Chapter 60
Feng Qingcheng was seriously injured, not to mention that she was still pregnant and her body was already fragile.

It seems that as the nursery rhyme imagined, during the period of treatment, Feng Qingcheng became more and more dependent on Mo Wuyan.

In the beginning, Mo Wuyan only came to take her pulse and check her body once a day, but later Feng Qingcheng relied on Mo Wuyan alone.

When the drug boy brought the medicine bowl to her, she refused to drink it.She only drank it when Mo Wuchen brought it over.

On this day, Tong Yao excused Mo Wuyan, took the medicine bowl from Yaotong, and sent it to Feng Qingcheng's room.

"Drink!" Tong Yao put the medicine heavily on the small table beside the bed, then stood aside and said to Feng Qingcheng.

After seeing the nursery rhyme, Feng Qingcheng's eyes flickered, and then her body moved to the inside of the bed, and she flinched a bit.

She shook her head and looked towards the door pitifully, "No, Mr. Wu Yan, I want Mr. Wu Yan to feed me..."

"Heh!" Tong Yao snorted coldly.

During this period of time, she and Feng Qingcheng were amicable on the surface, but they had already torn their skins in private.

"I'll ask you again, do you want to drink?"

Feng Qingcheng squeezed out a few tears from the corners of her eyes, but she still shook her head and flinched at the corner of the bed, looking very pitiful.

"Don't drink it? Okay!" Tong Yao directly picked up the medicine bowl, walked to the bedside, pinched Feng Qingcheng's chin with one hand, grabbed the bowl with the other, and forcefully poured it into her mouth.

Then she watched Feng Qingcheng cough as her face flushed after being choked.

"You have to drink if you don't want to drink. I condescend to serve you to drink medicine, you still dislike it, don't you? I'm really used to you!" Without missing the fierce light flashing in Feng Qingcheng's eyes, Nursery Rhyme smiled indifferently , "If you want to continue to act like this next time, I'll just drink this medicine."

"Anyway, you don't want to think about it, do you? The child in your stomach doesn't want him to survive, does it?"

"No, it's not..." Feng Qingcheng said tremblingly.

"If not, give me a good drink of medicine, and I'll come back tomorrow." Tong Yao narrowed her eyes and smiled innocently and romantically,

"By the way, and if you keep pestering Mo Wuyan in the future, I will really be rude to you. You'd better not keep provoking me!"

After the nursery rhyme was finished, I saw Feng Qingcheng's tears streaming down in big drops, and it looked especially pitiful when coupled with her sickly pale face.

"Yaoyao, aren't we sisters? Why are you doing this to me? I said long ago that I don't remember Wei Zhaoyi, why don't you believe me? I won't like him, don't kill me, don't kill my child OK?"

Wo Cao, the agent girl also plays with white lotus?
Just as Tong Yao had such an idea in her mind, she heard Mo Wuyan's voice coming from the door.

"Nursery rhyme, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingcheng curled his lips mockingly at the nursery rhyme in Mo Wuyan's blind spot.

hehe.

"Come out with me." Mo Wuyan didn't even look at Feng Qingcheng, he directly grabbed Tong Yao's hand, and half dragged her out.

The action is a little eager and annoyed.

A man in black flashed past the window of his study before, but the shadow did not catch up, and the soldier amulet disappeared.

After thinking about it, in this valley, the only thing that can steal things from under his nose is the nursery rhyme.

"Where is the soldier talisman?"

At this moment, Mo Wuyan looked at Tong Yao, as if seeing her for the first time ten years ago, full of vigilance and vigilance.

 Thank you Yan Yiye for your reward, okay (づ ̄ 3 ̄)づ

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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