"That's not necessary, but there are some things that we must be reassured of."

Feng Yan narrowed her eyes, looked at them coldly, then suddenly turned and left.

The others were about to follow, but Qingchen raised his hand to stop them: "Just wait here, I'll go see what's going on."

On the bed, Wei Jie's handsome face, which was slightly pale, had lost its former solemnity and instead looked much softer. Even with that hideous centipede line, it did not seem so abrupt.

After Qingchen looked through it carefully, he sat on a low stool and sighed softly.

Seeing this, Feng Yan felt that there was more and more something wrong, but she did not rush to ask. She just sat quietly beside him, waiting for him to speak.

Sure enough, after a moment, Qingchen raised his eyes and looked at her: "You should have the result, right?"

Feng Yan raised her eyebrows. "It doesn't matter whether I have any results or not. What matters is what information you can provide me. After all, the person lying there is your master, not mine."

"My prince's pulse is different from that of ordinary people, and his Dantian is sealed. There is also an extremely special energy hidden in his body. When he attacks, he is often out of control, and he doesn't recognize his relatives, and sometimes even hurts himself."

Feng Yan didn't expect Qingchen to tell her the truth so bluntly.

Yes, she thought he was telling the truth and not deliberately lying.

Because as early as in Fengchi Villa, when she, as Fengchi, was treating the toxins in his body, she had already noticed something was wrong, but at that time her main responsibility was to detoxify.

As for the rest, they didn't say anything, so there was naturally no need for her to ask.

She didn't expect to accidentally discover such a secret today, which really caught her off guard.

Is it just airflow?

What kind of airflow could cause a dignified war king to turn his back on his relatives?

Also, was it really as simple as not recognizing his relatives? Why did she sense strong lust in his eyes?

Thinking of what the man almost did to her just now, she became furious. If he wasn't a patient, she would have punched him in the face.

"What is the air current?"

She thought it was very necessary for her to understand clearly.

"You have to tell me, otherwise I can't guarantee whether I can make him recover."

I thought Qingchen would reveal something because of this sentence.

Unexpectedly, he shook his head in a very complicated manner: "It's a pity, I also want to know what that airflow is, but so many years have passed, and we have only seen the pain that this thing brought to the prince, but we never know, and we have no way of knowing, what it is."

It would be a lie to say that she was not disappointed. Qingchen's words were of no use at all. Naturally, there was no need to keep him. After leaving, Feng Yan felt Wei Jie's pulse again.

To my surprise, this time his pulse was no longer disordered, as if after such a long period of settling, he had calmed down.

But upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that the steady pulse was only on the surface. The uncertain factors hidden deep inside still made her frown.

Learning never ends.

This is the belief that Feng Yan has always adhered to on her path to studying medicine.

Having lived two lives, she has nearly thirty years of medical experience. If she were alive in modern times, she should be able to become a department director, right?

But in ancient times, even though she had made some name for herself as a ghost doctor, she never thought that this was the end.

Because in this vast world, especially behind the profound traditional Chinese medicine, there must be countless hidden masters.

Otherwise, why couldn't she detect this strange pulse?

Although this discovery made her a little upset, it undoubtedly further stimulated her curiosity. Such a difficult and complicated disease is something that can only be solved by chance!

Just when Feng Yan was daydreaming about Wei Jie, an experimental subject, someone slowly opened his eyes.

When his scattered gaze focused on one point, his eyes suddenly became stern and he sat up from the bed in an instant.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Yan reacted belatedly and rubbed her chin thoughtfully: "You, don't remember anything?"

Wei Jie frowned slightly, and his pair of eyes as deep as black jade looked at her quietly, without saying a word, as if he was waiting for her explanation.

At this moment, Feng Yan really didn't know whether she should be happy or angry.

This old man bullied me and even forgot about it. That was my first kiss!

I really want to slap him to wake him up.

But, but if this matter were to be told to others, whether this dead man believed it or not would be of secondary importance. He might even think that she had ulterior motives.

After thinking it over, Feng Yan gritted her teeth and silently swallowed the bitter tears.

Damn it, she will take revenge sooner or later.

"You were getting drugs at the pharmacy, but you passed out? What happened?"

Take poison? Faint?

Wei Jie rubbed his swollen temples and shook his head in confusion as he watched Feng Yan: "Sorry, I have no impression of anything."

Feng Yan's expression became more complicated because of his words.

She lowered her eyes slightly, pondered for a while, then raised her head and said to him, "If that's the case, don't worry about it. Just take care of yourself. I will prepare an antidote for the poison as soon as possible."

Wei Jie looked at Feng Yan leaving with his angular face without saying a word, but there was a hint of confusion in his slightly cold eyes.

in the end……

What happened?

Feng Yan went straight to the pharmacy, looking at the poisons still crawling all over the floor and hanging all over the room, and then looking at the bowl of poison in front of her that was only half full, she couldn't help but sigh helplessly, "It seems that I really have a life of hard work, no matter in the past or now, is this our fate as doctors?"

Damn, even after changing my life, I still can’t escape this vicious circle.

That night, Qingchen appeared in Wei Jie's ward. Seeing him, Wei Jie was not surprised at all: "What happened?"

"Seventh Brother, don't you feel anything at all?"

Wei Jie frowned, "No."

"This is not right. Usually, there are signs when the disease relapses. Why is there no sign of anything this time?"

"Relapse? You said relapse?"

"What? Brother Qi, didn't you know? You had a relapse this afternoon. You were still in a coma when I came over. It was Miss Feng who called me over to find out what happened."

"Did you tell her?" Wei Jie's eyes suddenly turned cold when he thought of her strange look in the afternoon.

"No, I didn't tell the whole lie, and I didn't tell the whole truth. I finally managed to fool her with a mixture of truth and lies. But she's probably worried now. It seems that she's very interested in your illness, but so far, she seems to have not figured out what the disease is."

Wei Jie's eyes darkened. "What happened this afternoon?"

Qingchen shook his head. "I asked, but she didn't seem to want to say more. She just said that you fainted, and I didn't see that she was injured. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Wei Jie looked at him with a half-smile: "Not a big problem? Have you ever seen me have a relapse that was not a big problem?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qingchen's face froze instantly.

That’s right, every time Seventh Brother relapsed, the noise was extremely loud, and sometimes even the four of them together might not be able to subdue him.

But Miss Feng was all alone, and even unharmed. This was indeed a bit...

It's unbelievable.

Just when Qingchen was worrying about this, Wei Jie had already thought about it at a deeper level.

Firstly, why did he relapse?

It has been exactly half a year since the last attack, and every previous attack had various reasons.

But this time, before the relapse, he didn't feel anything.

Could it be the toxins in the body?

No, that's not the case. He had been poisoned many times before, but he had never fainted like this time without any memory or clue.

Even the memory of the period during which the disease occurred no longer exists.

The only difference is that the people around him have changed. Could it be that Feng Yan really knows something?

"What did you say to her?"

Qing Chen honestly repeated what he had said to Feng Yan before, "I didn't tell you what the seal was or how this airflow was formed."

"How did she react when she heard it?"

Qingchen tried hard to recall her expression at that time and shook his head in a complicated way: "No, she seemed to have no clue either, and she didn't ask any further questions about what I said."

Wei Jie nodded slightly, "Okay, I got it. If there's nothing else, you can go first. I'm afraid this won't end so easily."

"Seventh Brother, take good care of your injuries here and don't worry about what's happening outside. The event will continue as it stands. No one has been sent over there to handle the details, so I guess they've handed it over to someone else."

Wei Jie nodded expressionlessly without saying anything, as if he was not surprised at all by the result.