After bandaging it briefly, Feng Fenghua straightened up and looked at Bo Yan.

The words in her mouth suddenly stopped, her heart tightened, and she called cautiously: "Bo Yan? ”

No response.

It was like a pebble thrown into the sea, and I didn't even see the slightest ripple.

"Hurry up!" Feng Fenghua shouted.

Chuang's heart couldn't help but sink, and the horsewhip in his hand also whipped the horse stock more and more frequently.

In the backyard of Yingchun Pavilion, Tron knocked on the door four times eagerly and rhythmically.

Three urgents and one slow.

The wooden door opened.

Chuangbian lifted the curtain of the car, and said to the person who came out inside: "Go and call Meng Ye, Ye is injured." ”

When Feng Fenghua stepped out of the carriage, he only saw a tall, thin and weak young man turn around and run away.

Chuang, holding Bo Yan, entered the door.

Feng Fenghua followed.

Another older servant came in with a carriage and closed the door.

The mystery of this place, Feng Fenghua had no intention of exploring at this time.

At this moment, both eyes and hearts are placed on Bo Yan's body.

Looking at that pale face, her heart sank more and more.

The blood on the ground flowed without interruption, but it burned Feng Fenghua's heart like a flame.

Meng Zhen had already gotten the news and hurriedly greeted her, her brows furrowed: "What's the matter?" ”

Chuanghuang turned his head and glanced at Feng Fenghua behind him, the meaning was already very obvious.

Let him ask Feng Fenghua.

Feng Fenghua didn't squirm either, and as he walked, he simply told what had just happened.

Meng Zhen frowned, and said angrily with disapproval: "Doesn't he know his physical condition? What can I do at this time! ”

"His physical condition?" Feng Fenghua keenly caught these words, and immediately frowned, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Meng Zhen was still full of anger: "Let him tell you himself!" ”

After sending Bo Yan into a room, Meng Zhen kicked them all out.

Feng Fenghua stood at the door, bowing his head slightly, looking at the blood stains on his body and hands, his mind was full of the moment when Zhang Le rushed over, and the scene when he hugged her and turned around.

He didn't hesitate to rush over and block the sudden damage for her.

Tron stared at the door as if he could make a few holes in the door, allowing him to spy on his master.

In the silence, Feng Fenghua's voice slowly sounded: "He was poisoned." ”

Not a question, but an affirmation.

Chuang was slightly stunned, turned his head, and saw that she was still staring at her blood-stained hands, thinking that she was frightened: "Second Miss, why don't you go back first." My lord has news here, and I will tell you. ”

"Has Meng Zhen researched an antidote?" Feng Fenghua still asked to himself, as if he hadn't heard Chuang's words.

Chuang frowned slightly, a trace of impatience crossed his eyes, but he still endured it without having a seizure: "No." ”

If an antidote is researched, how can the master be in the current situation?

"Okay."

As soon as the word fell, the person who stood firmly in place had turned around and left in a chic manner.

Chuang was slightly stunned.

He thought that she would be like other women, crying and shouting to stay with her master.

At this time, she heard that the poison in her master had not yet been cured, so she couldn't wait to leave.

This woman is truly ruthless.

The disdain and impatience in the wound's eyes became more and more apparent.

Although she is a woman that the master likes to value, it does not mean that he will have any good feelings for her.

Walking out of the Spring Pavilion quickly, Feng Fenghua's feet seemed to be windy, and in the blink of an eye, the person had returned to Fengfu.

The little guy in the house was only dazzled by himself, how did he know that the second lady in the house, who had always been recognized as a waste, now had such unfathomable kung fu.

When he went to Nanshan, Feng Fenghua didn't let Yingge follow.

At this time, when she hurried back, Yingge was watering the flowers in the yard.

Seeing her come back covered in blood, Yingge hurriedly greeted her and asked worriedly, "Miss, are you injured?" ”

Feng Fenghua glanced at her and shook his head: "I'm fine." You go to the cold dance, come with me to the laboratory. ”

Going to the lab?

Yingge frowned.

It's been a long time since Miss has used the lab, why is she suddenly going there again?

However, seeing Feng Fenghua's serious face, she didn't dare to ask any more, so she quickly turned around and entered the attic and replaced Han Wu.

Although Iris Luan is still lying in bed, her body is getting better day by day.

The laboratory is under a flower bed in the center of the Qiongyu Pavilion.

No one knew that this scene existed to cover up the laboratory.

This laboratory was built by Feng Fenghua at a huge cost.

All of the equipment was purchased by herself, and the scale was almost as large as her modern laboratory.

After entering the laboratory, Feng Fenghua immediately found a cotton swab and took off all the blood stains from his injuries.

When Han Wu came in, she was already working on a poison test.

"Miss." Han Wu called out to her, reminding her that she was here.

Feng Fenghua didn't look up, but still dripped a transparent liquid into the test tube where the bloodstained cotton swab was placed: "Hmm." The samples are there, and I'm going to get the poison analysis report and antidote as soon as possible. ”

"Understood." Han Wu agreed, stepped aside, and began to work.

It's not the first time she's come to the laboratory, and it's not the first time she's cooperating with Feng Fenghua to do experiments, but it's very easy.

Feng Fenghua was in the laboratory, and he stayed for five days.

And Bo Yan has long since woken up from his coma.

Chuang's visit to Qiongyu Pavilion once, but he didn't see Feng Fenghua, so he passed the news of Bo Yan's soberness to Yingge.

Yingge had always known that Feng Fenghua was the most annoyed to be disturbed when he entered the laboratory, so he didn't send the news to the laboratory.

Baili Wanrou is a little very bad.

She hadn't seen her daughter for five days, and she hadn't seen her daughter come back since she went out with Bo Yan that day.

However, every time she went to Qiongyu Pavilion, Yingge said: "Miss is very good, please don't worry about the county lord, it's just that some things have been busy recently." ”

She had heard the same words more than a hundred times in five days, and her heart was becoming more and more anxious and worried.

Bo Yan waited for a long time and didn't wait for Feng Fenghua to appear, and Chuang told him about Feng Fenghua turning around and leaving after hearing that he was poisoned.

He firmly believed in his heart that she was not the kind of person who saw the wind and steered the rudder.

I was just worried about whether something had happened to her.

He sent someone to look for her, but there was no trace of her.

This depression and worry continued for another three days.

On this day, when Bo Yan finally couldn't wait any longer and was about to go to find someone in person, Feng Fenghua came out of the laboratory.

There was no time to freshen up, so she rode a horse as soon as possible and came to the Spring Pavilion.

"Master, the second lady is here." Although Chuang was extremely displeased with Feng Fenghua, seeing that his will was obviously depressed in the past few days, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and only hoped that Feng Fenghua would appear as soon as possible.

Bo Yan was happy in his heart and was about to get out of bed.

Feng Fenghua had already pushed open the door under the leadership of the little maid and walked in quickly.

The moment he saw Feng Fenghua, Bo Yan's heart jumped.

Before he could get out of bed, Feng Fenghua had already rushed to the bed.

He bent down slightly and looked at her with pity: "Huahua, what's wrong with you?" What's wrong? ”

Finally seeing Bo Yan and seeing that he was still healthy, Feng Fenghua realized that he had not been freshened up for seven days.

Thinking of this, I seem to smell a sour smell as well.

Feng Fenghua's face suddenly darkened.