Behind him, Mo Zhentian still wanted to ask, but he felt dizzy, and after a while, the whole person passed out on the bed. He knew from that day on that day that he was in captivity, and he didn't even know who it was that had imprisoned him!

  Hearing the wind, it seems that his company has also encountered an accident, even if he is anxious and wants to go back to see it, it will not help, he can't get out of this room at all! Even on New Year's Day, he spent it in this room, and after the servants brought him food, he left, and he was one all night to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. His heart became more and more irritable, and the things in the room were smashed to pieces by him.

  When Wen Feng came over again a year later, Mo Zhentian was already haggard, and when he saw someone, he scolded: "The surname is Wen, who the are you!" Why imprison me! You let Lao Tzu out! His bracelets and ankles collided against each other, and from time to time they clanged against the iron bed.

  Hearing the wind, he walked into the ward, and Mo Zhentian pounced on him like a mad dog, but he could only stop a step in front of him. Wen Feng smiled: "Mr. Mo, don't be so excited!" It is said that you have to take good care of your body, you should not be angry, and you should not act too much, so as not to affect the wound. ”

  The fat on Mo Zhentian's face trembled slightly because of anger, his body trembled with anger, and his fingers pointed straight at Wen Feng: "Dog, who are you!" Who the hell sent you? Lao Tzu went out to kill you! ”

  Wen Feng raised his hand and made a booing motion: "Mr. Mo, don't worry, I will let you out when the time comes." But for now, you'd better stay here. If you don't cooperate with my work, then I can only take some coercive measures. ”

  After that, Mo Zhentian was pressed back to the bed by several well-trained bodyguards, and Wen Feng said while injecting drugs into his infusion tube: "If you want to blame, you can only blame you for messing with people who shouldn't be messed with, no one can save you." After that, Mo Zhentian fell into a deep sleep.

  For a long time afterward, Mo Zhentian only woke up intermittently. As soon as I woke up, I tossed around, and even made a hunger strike, an act that only children do! Ignore him when he hears the wind, let him make trouble, anyway, he is only responsible for curing him, and he doesn't have to worry about other things.

  When Xie Jinsong arrived at the villa, Wen Feng had just finished injecting Mo Zhentian with medicine.

  He stood at the door of the ward, looking at Mo Zhentian, who was sleeping inside, covered in cold. Wen Feng shook his neck and said stupidly: "Boss, what, after all, he is a small boss, and he must know that something happened to him if he is locked up in other people's homes, so in order to keep him quiet, I used some means." ”

  Xie Jinsong nodded, indicating that he knew.

  "Does that need me to wake him up now?"

  "How's he recovering now?"

  "It's basically no problem, but the legs are still a little bad, after all, you were really ruthless at that moment."

  "Wake him up."

  Wen Feng nodded: "Okay." ”

  After speaking, he walked into a room next to him, and walked out with a syringe and walked into Mo Zhentian's ward. After the IV, he stepped aside: "I'll wake up in an hour at most." ”

  "Hmm."

  Mo Zhentian woke up and felt weak all over his body, since he found out that he was imprisoned, he had been injected with drugs by Wenfeng, every day except for the necessary meal time, he fell asleep, even if he wanted to make trouble, he didn't have the strength to make trouble at all, sleeping seemed to take a lot of energy on him, and he lost all his strength after waking up.