Ye Yiheng said, "Before we get him to say something, keep him alive."
The voice was exceedingly cold.
Hearing this, Mo Chen Ruo Feng grasped the situation in his heart.
It's fine to injure him, but keep Ye Zhenxian's life for now.
Leng Yu Yan checked Song Guo's pulse and, seeing it was stable, smiled and said, "The pulse is good; it seems the recovery is going well." After a slight pause, she directly asked, "How is the wound healing?"
After saying this, Leng Yu Yan didn't mind it at all.
Ling Lang also felt there was no issue.
After all, as doctors, asking such questions of patients is a normal thing.
Yet Ye Yiheng's handsome face darkened.
The location of Song Guo's wound, such a question his Crown Princess Consort would ask so calmly, as if asking about mundane matters.
For example, whether the meal has been eaten.
Not only did Ye Yiheng's expression change, but Song Guo blushed, and even Mo Chen Ruo Feng felt embarrassed.
