Hearing the doctor's repeated pleas for mercy, Yun Qingluo quickly grabbed Mo Beichen, "Achen, I know medicine myself, I'm really fine, don't scare him anymore. Mo Feng, take the doctor away to write a prescription and get the medicine."
Upon hearing Yun Qingluo's words, Mo Feng felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly stepped forward, pulled the doctor, whose legs were weak, to his feet, and led him outside.
He sighed inwardly: "The emperor's anger is indeed something that ordinary people cannot withstand. He has good composure."
Mo Feng tried to ignore the burning gaze behind him, turned a corner after leaving the house, and then took a deep breath.
The doctor said tremblingly, "Commander Mo Feng, so you're afraid of the Emperor too?"
Mo Feng's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and looked at the doctor. "When the emperor is angry, millions will die. You're so high and mighty, aren't you afraid? Hurry up and get the medicine. Haven't seen you in so long, are you itching for a beating?"
The doctor pursed his lips, and, feeling indignant, was led by a servant to his original courtyard to get a prescription written.
Mo Feng patted his chest, glanced back at the room, and decisively headed towards the kitchen.
He's not arrogant; he's afraid.
inside the house.
Yun Qingluo then asked Mo Yu to leave as well.
She reached out and pulled Mo Beichen's sleeve, making him sit down.
"What's wrong? Are you aggrieved? Can't I order Mo Feng around?" Yun Qingluo said with amusement.
Mo Beichen shook his head. "I let Luo Luo do whatever she wants, so why would she let him?"
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo's smile deepened. Just as she was about to say something, Mo Beichen said quietly, "I haven't allowed the doctor to leave yet. He hasn't even properly examined you."
Yun Qingluo's smile froze instantly; she understood what A-Chen meant.
"Ah Chen, when did you find out?" Yun Qingluo's voice was a little dry.
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