Gu Mingle turned to Chu Yaoruo with doubtful eyes, but saw her eyes flickering away, not looking at him.
He frowned slightly.
However, before he could ask, Chu Yaorao had already said quietly:
"When I came back, he was already unconscious on the ground. I don't know the details."
"Yaoluo, are you okay?"
Although she tried her best to hide it, Gu Mingle still noticed something was wrong with her expression.
"What can happen to me!"
Chu Yaoruo returned coldly without mercy.
Gu Mingle did not expect that his concern would make her face look even uglier, and even her eyes would become dull and dull.
Here, Lou Huoyao's eyes fell on the bloody scars on Feng Yelin's body. While worried, he couldn't help but wonder:
He Xu cares about him so much and has traveled thousands of miles to find him. Why would he do such a heavy hand to him? And still abandon him?
And Feng Yelin is also incomprehensible.
Although his internal strength was exhausted, he was not weak enough to be slaughtered by others.
Why didn't he resist?
What happened to them one night?
Lou Huoyao was worried, and she was even more annoyed when she heard that they were just talking without asking about Feng Yelin's life and death.
While personally wiping Feng Yelin's hot forehead with a wet wipe, he said fiercely to Gu Mingle:
"Why are you still dawdling? Hurry up and send for a famous doctor. If he does anything bad, none of you will be able to calm down."
…………
Feng Yelin had been sick for a whole month.
Lou Huoyao was so worried that she guarded him with all her clothes on.
Gu Mingle's mood was extremely unpleasant.
But he also knew Lou Huoyao's stubborn temperament, and when pushed hard, he would rather break than bend.
I had no choice but to send people out constantly to look for doctors to come and treat Young Master Ye, hoping that he would be okay as soon as possible.
But things turned out to be the opposite.
Almost all the doctors in the North Ming City were invited, and the threshold of the Gu family was almost leveled.
Gongziye's condition still did not improve.
He always had a high fever and was in a coma. No matter how many decoctions he drank, it didn't help.
Many people just shake their heads after checking their pulse.
What's more, it's called preparing funeral arrangements in advance.
Hearing these depressing words, Lou Huoyao became even more furious, and directly cursed and kicked out those quack doctors who were talking nonsense.