The Regent has turned black again

Chu Feng was really worried about Mo Shiyuan, because Mo Shiyuan hadn't woken up for three days.

In addition to the imperial doctors from the imperial hospital, Chu Feng also went to the capital to find doctors, but they were all helpless with headaches.

The wounds on the regent's body are healing, and the medicines used are all the right medicines.

And the fever has subsided, logically speaking, he should have woken up long ago, but why, he just can't wake up.

In this regard, the imperial physician concluded that the king regent had been in a coma because of serious injuries to his internal organs.

Why can't I wake up? Is it really because of myself?

Chu Feng himself was more sensitive to Fengtian's words, and now that these things happened, Chu Feng immediately thought that it might be his own problem.

This was Chu Feng's biggest temper since he came to this world.

Impossible, Mo Shiyuan is just injured, why can't he wake up.

Aren't these imperial physicians the best imperial physicians in the capital? Why can't they even save people?

The imperial doctors were trembling, this is really strange, why.

Chu Feng also asked people to find a genius doctor outside. The genius doctor who could cure Mo Shiyuan last time would definitely wake Mo Shiyuan up.

But didn't you say last time that the Queen Mother's people killed the genius doctor?

In fact, there is always a person in Chu Feng's mind. According to the description in the book, that person has excellent medical skills and has saved many poor people with his ability.

That is the heroine of this book, Zhao Wuyou.

But Chu Feng hesitated, whether to go to Zhao Wuyou or not.

He definitely didn't want to, but it was related to Mo Shiyuan's body and Mo Shiyuan's life.

Chu Feng was also extremely entangled in his heart, but Mo Shiyuan's coma was getting longer and longer, and Chu Feng knew that this matter really couldn't be delayed.

He heard that Bao Ren Tang had recently visited a genius doctor, who cured the illness with the medicine, but the genius doctor was rather mysterious and never showed his true face to others.

Chu Feng immediately asked someone to invite this miracle doctor, but what Chu Feng didn't expect was that the person who made everyone call her a miracle doctor was none other than Zhao Wuyou.

Chu Feng was also very busy today. After the court in the morning, Chu Feng asked Feng Tian to stay.

Mo Shiyuan was unconscious, and now he felt that Fengtian was the only one who could help in this matter.

"I've kept in mind what the Master of the State Teacher said before, and now as long as the Regent can wake up, I'm willing to follow what the State Teacher said, and let everything return to its original position." Chu Feng said seriously.

As long as Mo Shiyuan can wake up and live well, whether he is with Mo Shiyuan or not, this matter will become insignificant.

Chu Feng has filmed a lot of scenes. He used to think that those scenes in which he was willing to give everything for the other party, just to fulfill the other party, were a bit exaggerated.

Only now did he understand that if he really likes someone, he really wants him to live a better life.

Chu Feng bit his lip so hard that it almost bled from the bite.

He suppressed the surge in his eyes, never knew that his lacrimal glands were so developed, why couldn't he cry when he was filming?

After a while, Chu Feng raised his head, looked at Fengtian, and then showed a smiling face.

"I called Master National Teacher over today, and I also want Master National Teacher to do me a favor."

"Your Majesty is very polite, as long as I can do it, I will not hesitate to do anything."

Chu Feng clung to Fengtian's ear and whispered that he wanted Fengtian to help.

After Feng Tian finished listening, his pupils were filled with incredible shock.

"Your Majesty, have you really made up your mind?" Feng Tian asked.

Chu Feng nodded: "I have thought about it a lot these days, and I have considered it very clearly."

After Fengtian left, Chu Feng was alone in the imperial study, his closed eyes and eyelashes trembled slightly.

A hot tear ran down his cheek from the corner of his eye.

I'm sorry, Mo Shiyuan.

……

When Zhao Wuyou came to the Prince Regent's Mansion, he was in a good mood.

Everything is in her plan, and nothing can escape her palm.

When Chu Feng saw Zhao Wuyou, he was taken aback for a moment, probably because he didn't expect that the genius doctor of Bao Ren Tang was actually Zhao Wuyou.

But when Zhao Wuyou saw Chu Feng, he was not surprised at all: "See Your Majesty."

Chu Feng hasn't seen Zhao Wuyou for a long time, and now and the things written in the book have changed a lot, the plot doesn't know where to go, and naturally he doesn't know what Zhao Wuyou did secretly. .

Chu Feng was only surprised for a moment, and then briefly talked about the situation with Zhao Wuyou, and then took Zhao Wuyou to see Mo Shiyuan.

Three days later, Mo Shiyuan was still unconscious, and Chu Feng fed him medicine every day.

Zhao Wuyou said directly: "Let my daughter try."

Zhao Wuyou first got Mo Shiyuan's pulse, and then asked for this and that, and finally all the other people in the room went to prepare, Zhao Wuyou also wanted a silver needle.

Only Chu Feng was left. Although Chu Feng was worried, he still went to find him quickly.

After Chu Feng left, she and Mo Shiyuan were left in the room immediately.

This was a rare time for her to be alone with Mo Shiyuan. She touched Mo Shiyuan's hand reluctantly, like a pervert.

She was finally able to touch Mo Shiyuan openly. These hands are really big, and she feels safe when holding them.

Only Mo Shiyuan, who has no perception like this, will let her look at and touch him, so that he won't show a disgusted expression.

She really likes Mo Shiyuan, she thinks that she is the one who loves Mo Shiyuan the most, she is no worse than Chu Feng!

She said that Mo Shiyuan still needed her to save him in the end.

Zhao Wuyou looked at Mo Shiyuan obsessively, just as he was about to reach out his hand to touch Mo Shiyuan's face, the door of the room was pushed open, and Zhao Wuyou quickly withdrew his hand.

Chu Feng brought over the silver needle that Zhao Wuyou needed, and saw Zhao Wuyou feel Mo Shiyuan's pulse.

Chu Feng asked, "How is it?"

Zhao Wuyou said: "The regent's injury is very serious, it's a heart attack, the courtier gave the king an injection first, and then the emperor decocted the medicine according to the courtier's prescription, the regent should wake up soon. "

Seeing Chu Feng, Zhao Wuyou pretended to be harmless to humans and animals again.

Chu Feng nodded, and then called several imperial physicians in to watch Zhao Wuyou administer the needles.

Chu Feng was still a little worried about Zhao Wuyou, not because he was worried about Zhao Wuyou's medical skills, but because he was afraid that Zhao Wuyou's sword would go off the rails and use some extreme means to cause harm to Hui Mo Shiyuan.

Zhao Wuyou didn't expect Chu Feng to be so defensive, with so many people watching, Zhao Wuyou naturally couldn't do anything.

She could only treat Mo Shiyuan calmly. Originally, Mo Shiyuan hadn't woken up for a long time because she had dropped the medicine.

Zhao Wuyou deliberately acted slowly, wanting to stay with Mo Shiyuan for a while longer.

The others in the room are superfluous, they all deserve to die, they are the ones who blocked him from being alone with Mo Shiyuan.

A killing intent flashed in Zhao Wuyou's eyes, and then hid in the depths of his pupils, but there was a smile on the surface.

Soon the medicine was decocted, and the medicinal materials before the decoction were also studied by those imperial physicians, so it should be no problem.

Chu Feng supported Mo Shiyuan, and fed Mo Shiyuan the medicine himself. Because there were people around, he couldn't feed him mouth to mouth, so he could only feed Mo Shiyuan slowly.

Looking at the close Chu Feng and Mo Shiyuan, Zhao Wuyou felt even more jealous.

The position of princess regent will sooner or later be hers!

Zhao Wuyou left after reading it, and Chu Feng asked the housekeeper to give her a large consultation fee.

Chu Feng stood by Mo Shiyuan's side every step of the way, hoping that Zhao Wuyou's medical skills would be really good and Mo Shiyuan would recover quickly.

In the middle of the night, Chu Feng was still reading the memorial beside Mo Shiyuan.

But when I saw half of it, I fell asleep in a daze.

Chu Feng is also very busy these days, he needs to deal with the government affairs every day, and also needs to stay by Mo Shiyuan's side, worrying about Mo Shiyuan.

There is also the matter of the plague, which has not been resolved well, and there is really very little time for rest every day.

So I often fell asleep after watching the memorial.

When Mo Shiyuan opened his eyes, it was midnight.

He moved his body, but found that his body was very weak, and he had no strength at all.

He turned his head, and saw that there was an extra table beside his bed, and on the table, there was a small head tilted.

How did this little idiot fall asleep here?

Mo Shiyuan didn't know how long he had slept, he only felt that he had slept for a long, long time.

Mo Shiyuan's body was sore and limp, but he could feel that the wounds on his body had healed a lot.

Mo Shiyuan got up from the bed and went to Chu Feng.

He bent down and picked up Chu Feng who was sleeping on the table.

It's winter now, how can I sleep here? It's so cold here, what should I do if I catch a cold?

Mo Shiyuan's movements were very light, but when he hugged Chu Feng, Chu Feng still woke up.

He was already a light sleeper, so he just wanted to take a nap for a while, and then continue to read the memorial.

It wasn't until Chu Feng woke up that he realized something was wrong. Why was he in mid-air, and he was still in an embrace.

He quickly raised his head, and saw Mo Shiyuan holding him.

"Mo Shiyuan!" Chu Feng was pleasantly surprised!

Mo Shiyuan woke up!Mo Shiyuan really woke up!

However, Mo Shiyuan hugged Chu Feng to the bed, and covered Chu Feng's icy little hands with both hands: "Why don't you wear more, why don't you go to bed so late."

There was a charcoal fire in the room, and it wasn't particularly cold, probably because Chu Feng was approving the memorial, so his hands were cooler.

Mo Shiyuan warmed up for Chu Feng, and Chu Feng just looked at Mo Shiyuan in a daze.

A tear fell, and Mo Shiyuan quickly reached out his hand to wipe it away, and then kissed Chu Feng's lips. His voice, which he hadn't opened for a few days, was very hoarse, but very gentle.

"What's the matter, why are you crying again?"

Looking at Chu Feng's red eyes with heavy black eye sockets, he must have stayed up for many days and nights.

He is not in the capital, and there are still days before he wakes up. Why can't Chu Feng take good care of himself?

It's really worrying!

Chu Feng felt Mo Shiyuan's warm lips, his familiar embrace, and this familiar smell.

Although he was always by Mo Shiyuan's side, Mo Shiyuan who was unconscious was different from Mo Shiyuan who could talk to him.

Chu Feng wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and said in denial, "I didn't cry!"