The look on Jun Linyuan's face was as grim as ever, and the pressure he exerted was terrifying.
He refused to see Feng, so the steward had to rub his nose and wait outside.
Granny Gong had finished preparing the hot water, and when she passed by the door, she saw the steward and couldn't help but glance at him.
Feng shook his head. Jun Linyuan was still in a state of rage. It would be fine if Feng Wu could recover, but if she couldn't… Emperor Wu would be in trouble.
Jun Linyuan put Feng Wu on the bed and examined her carefully.
When they were at the Zuo family's house, Jun Linyuan had only done a cursory check. But now, he went from Feng Wu's hair to the last acupuncture point on the sole of her foot. After that, the teenager fell silent.
She was like a ragged doll.
The girl on the bed had her eyes closed, and her face was pale. Even her breathing was so weak that it almost stopped.
