On the bed, Feng Hao's face was as white as a sheet. His eyes were tightly shut and his brows were still tightly knitted. Beads of sweat would occasionally appear on his forehead as if he was having a nightmare.
"Sigh …"
Qiong Su sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the young man. She sighed softly and her eyes were slightly red and swollen. She wet the handkerchief in her hand with cold water and squeezed it dry. Then, she carefully wiped the sweat off the young man's forehead.
"Don't worry too much. Hao 'er is only unconscious. He will wake up in a few days."
Feng Chen stood at the side and comforted her softly.
"But …"
Qiong Su's eyes reddened again as she wiped away Feng Hao's tightly knitted brows. She could not stop her tears no matter how hard she tried.
"Sigh …"
When he thought about Yan Qing's departure, Feng Chen could not help but sigh softly.
As night fell, dark clouds engulfed the bright full moon. Soon, the entire world was plunged into darkness.
Inside the room, the simple and unadorned ring on Fenghao's left hand emitted a lustrous light that enveloped his entire body. The lustrous light seeped into his body and healed his wounds. Only when the sun rose did the lustrous light return to the ring, leaving no trace behind.
In the morning, Qiong Su and Feng Chen also made a trip to the room. It was noon when the sun was high in the sky.
"Hmm?"
On the bed, Feng Hao's body moved a little and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Hiss …"
As soon as he woke up, he felt a sharp pain on his back. It was so painful that he kept gritting his teeth.
Without any hesitation, Fenghao sat cross-legged and activated the Void Core in his body. The cool medicinal effect spread, and the pain from the wound on his back was greatly reduced. Not long after, everything returned to normal.
"Phew …"
He opened his mouth and exhaled a long breath of turbid air. He immediately felt much more refreshed.
At that moment, a memory surged into his mind.
"Oh no!"
With a leap, he jumped off the bed and went out the door. When he saw that nothing in the courtyard had changed, he felt slightly relieved. His brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
According to the situation before he fainted, the Feng Clan couldn't be in such a good state.
"What happened after that?"
After thinking for a while, he walked toward Feng Chen's study, but he was still worried about Yan Qing.
Unknowingly, he felt that this matter had something to do with her. Because, other than her mysterious identity, there was no one else who could stop the Werewolf Mercenaries.
"Hao 'er, you're awake!"
Feng Chen, who was sitting in front of the desk, saw Feng Hao walking over. He put down the things in his hands, stood up, and looked at him with joy.
According to his estimations, with Feng Hao's injuries, he would need at least ten days to wake up. Unexpectedly, after only four days, Feng Hao had already woken up and was even able to move freely. This made him feel that it was somewhat inconceivable.
"Yes, Hao 'er has made father worry."
Feng Hao nodded and bowed slightly.
"Come, don't just stand there, sit!"
Feng Chen still thought that he was forcing himself.
"Father, I've recovered."
Feng Hao casually stretched his arms and legs, and for a while, the bones in his body burst out with a crisp sound, indicating that he was fine.
"This … How is this possible!"
Feng Chen looked at his son in front of him in shock. His mouth was so wide open that an egg could almost fit in it.
He had just checked Feng Hao's wound in the morning, and it was still bloody. There was no sign of a scab, so how could it be recovered in just a few hours?
He walked over and lifted up Feng Hao's shirt.
There was no wound, it was simply normal. There was not even a scar left. If it wasn't for the fact that he saw it with his own eyes, Feng Chen would almost think that he was not injured at all.
This … this … "
Everything in front of him shocked Feng Chen so much that he couldn't even complete a sentence.
After a long time, he finally calmed down and looked at the young man standing in front of him quietly. "How did you do it?" he asked slowly.
This matter was really too unbelievable, and in his heart, there was a faint idea that was germinating.
"I'm a pharmacist!"
Feng Hao said frankly. This was the only explanation. Moreover, he felt that rather than hiding his identity as a pharmacist, it was better to make it public. After all, if he had made it public earlier, a family with a pharmacist, even the Werewolf Mercenaries would have to think twice before accepting the mission.
Although the benefits were tempting, life was more important, especially for mercenaries who lived on the edge of a knife. They could not afford to offend a pharmacist.
"As expected!"
Feng Chen's heart trembled, and his body trembled with excitement. He opened his mouth and laughed heartily. "Good!Good, haha … "
Looking at his son in front of him, his eyes became a little misty.
With such talent and a pharmacist, he could already foresee Feng Hao's future achievements. Mediocre?What a joke!
At this moment, he finally completely believed what Feng Hao had said before. There was a bottomless pit in his body. Indeed, everyone had wronged him.
As the former head of the Feng Family, he knew better than anyone what a pharmacist represented. The Feng Family was going to rise!
From Feng Hao, he saw the hope of the Feng Family's future!
Looking at his excited father, Feng Hao's heart was suddenly filled with pride.
In this world, the strong were respected. Cultivation was not for anything else, but for one's own family, one's own kin, to be able to stand up straight and speak!
"Father."
"You want to ask about Yan Qing's situation, right?"
Although he had never heard of the Yan Family, from the strength of the group of black robes, he could tell that the Yan Family was not simple.
"She's doing well!"
Feng Chen sighed in his heart.
"Phew …"
Feng Hao let out a long sigh of relief. His worried heart was finally at ease. "Where is she?"
Unknowingly, at this moment, Feng Hao had an urge to see Yan Qing, so he blurted out.
"She's gone."
As he spoke, Feng Chen walked toward the desk with his back facing Feng Hao. He could not bear to let him see the sadness in his eyes.
"Gone?"
Feng Hao was stunned, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.
"Hao 'er, forget her."
Turning his head, Feng Chen looked at the stupefied Fenghao with some heartache and tried to persuade him.
"Forget her?"
Hearing this, Feng Hao staggered. Then, he stepped forward and grabbed Feng Chen's arm tightly. "Father, what happened after that?Why did Qing 'er leave just like that? "
"Sigh …"
Everyone in Yulan City knew about this. Feng Chen let out a light sigh and didn't hide anything. He told the middle-aged man everything that had happened, including everything that had happened.
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