Shaking his head, he walked forward, first opened Feng Xi's purple eyelids and took a look, then put his hand on her wrist and listened carefully to her pulse.
For a long while, Feng Yuejun couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, and with a strange expression he withdrew his hand.
"Second Young Master, how is the young lady?"
"She...she..." Feng Yue thought for a while, scratched her head, and said with a strange look: "She, she's not sick!"
"Are you not sick?" Qiyu asked, "If you are not sick, how come you are vomiting and how can you be comatose?"
"This, I don't know about this either." Under Qi Yu's suspicious look, Feng Yue coughed awkwardly, "It's the fourth child who can treat illnesses. I can only look at injuries. Her pulse is stable and she obviously has no internal injuries.
Yes, I can’t see it anymore.”
After saying this, it was Qiyu's turn to draw.
If you don’t know how to see a doctor, how can you diagnose your pulse?
Pushing the roar back into her stomach, Qiyu said with black lines on her head: "I'll go down and ask the doctor to come back and treat the young lady."
Qiu Yu came and left quickly. The best doctor from Yunzhou was invited in less than half an hour.
The old doctor sat by the bed, put his hand on Feng Xi's purple wrist, stroked his beard, and after a while, took back his fingers.
"How is it?" Feng Yuemu asked at the same time.
The old doctor first looked at the young Qiyu, then at the rugged and handsome Feng Yue, and asked: "Who among you is her husband?"
"...I am her brother, how is my sister?"
"She's pregnant." The old doctor dropped the heavy bomb slowly.
Sure enough, the world-famous second young master of the Feng family and Qi Yu, who was considered the most beautiful man in the world, were blown to pieces at the same time.
"Am I pregnant?" Feng Xizi, who should have been in a daze, opened her eyes and looked at the old doctor with clear eyes.
The old doctor nodded and said: "It's been almost two months. However, your body is too weak now. If you want to keep the child, you must drink the miscarriage medicine continuously. In addition, the supplements cannot be interrupted, so that you can keep the child."
Stay with this kid."
Feng Xizi's eyes were calm, as if this information was no surprise to her, "I understand, please prescribe the medicine. In addition, don't spread this matter, including your visit to the Feng family today.
other people."
As he said that, he took out a banknote from the wallet on the pillow and handed it to the old doctor.
The old doctor didn't want to accept it at first. He was the most famous doctor in Yunzhou, so naturally he wouldn't talk about this kind of woman's affairs like other people. But when he lowered his head and saw the banknote, he immediately panicked: "One...one
Thousand taels...this, this is too much..."
"It's not much, just accept it." Feng Xizi said, glanced at Qi Yu, and calmly ordered, "Please ask the doctor to go to the study to write down anti-fetal medicine, and then send it out of the house without letting others see it."
Qi Yu came back to her senses, and the corner of her eye swept over her flat belly without leaving any trace. There was Mo Zhilan's flesh and blood. A feeling of melancholy touched his eyebrows, and he lowered his head. He didn't want anyone to find out: "Yes.
,Miss."
After Qiyu sent the doctor out of the bedroom, Feng Xizi sat up, turned to look at Feng Yue, who was still sluggish, and waved: "Second brother, come here."
Feng Yue followed each instruction and moved, sitting stiffly on the edge of the bed, but Feng Xizi suddenly ran into his arms, her delicate body trembling, her voice trembling, "What should I do! Second brother! What should I do! I have his child...
But, what should I do!"
Feng Xizi's sudden vulnerability made Feng Yue clear-headed. He hugged his most doting sister, thought for a while, and asked: "You don't want to tell him?"