Ran Qiulan has known Feng Sujin for a long time or a short time.
She discovered that Feng Sujin only showed her true nature and behaved like a little girl in front of Mr. Jun.
At other times, she is always so calm and rational, so strong, as if she is invincible.
Ran Qiulan also thought of herself, and she also forced herself to be strong.
But by Yue Wuxin's side, because she knew that he loved her and that he would pamper her, she could completely relax and rely on him to show his true nature.
Ran Qiulan looked dazed when she was thinking about it. She could actually completely understand Feng Sujin's mood.
Jun Mohan coaxed Feng Sujin for a while. Seeing that her face was pale and weak, her heart hurt. Even if she was reluctant to leave, he had to let her rest first.
Seeing Jun Mohan leave the room, Feng Sujin's eyes flashed, her head lowered, feeling a little empty.
But in an instant, her expression changed, and her mood changed quickly.
When she is in front of Jun Mohan, she can allow herself to be like a little girl, but when he is not around, she must be strong enough inside.
Ran Qiulan quickly closed the door to the room, and then came to Feng Sujin, "Why are you so careless? Is the wound on your heart cracked?"
With that said, Ran Qiulan opened the medicine box and was about to change Feng Sujin's medicine and check it again.
Feng Sujin pursed her lips. It really hurt. Fortunately, she held back just now and didn't let Jun Mohan notice anything strange.
She didn't want Jun Mohan to blame himself.
Ran Qiulan looked at Feng Sujin's expression and knew that she was enduring the pain.
When Ran Qiulan changed Feng Sujin's dressing, she found that her wound had indeed cracked and was bleeding.
"The wound was too deep. It was about to heal, but now it has opened again. It's no wonder you don't feel pain. I admire you for being able to endure until now..."
Ran Qiulan couldn't help but chattered.
Feng Sujin smiled softly, "This little pain is actually nothing, as long as it doesn't hurt in my heart."
She couldn't bear the pain in her heart. As long as Jun Mohan was well and by her side, the pain of physical wounds really didn't matter.
Ran Qiulan also had to admire Feng Sujin's endurance.
When Ran Qiulan was bandaging Feng Sujin, she seemed to think of something, and her expression suddenly changed.
Feng Sujin looked at Ran Qiulan's expression and wondered, "Qiulan, what's wrong?"
"Sujin, I thought of a question. Logically speaking, you belong to Lan Fenghuang, so your wound should heal quickly, but your knife wound is unusual. It heals so slowly and ruptures so easily. ,I worry… "
Speaking of this, Ran Qiulan didn't know how to continue.
Feng Sujin's heart moved, her eyes flickered, and she calmed down and said, "Qiulan, whatever you want to say, you can just say it."
She's not that fragile.
Ran Qiulan glanced at Feng Sujin distressedly, "On the day of the full moon, the knife that stabbed you looked unusual. Otherwise, your wound would not have healed so slowly. That knife could restrain your phoenix." Blood."
As she spoke, Ran Qiulan looked solemn. After bandaging Feng Sujin, she said, "Wait for a while and I'll bring the knife."
With that said, Ran Qiulan left in a hurry and then took the knife back.
But when she met Jun Mohan on the way, she made up an excuse so that Jun Mohan didn't notice anything strange.
Jun Mohan looked at Ran Qiulan's hurried away figure, thoughtfully.
Ran Qiulan came to the room and quickly showed the knife to Feng Sujin, "Can you tell anything? It looks like an ordinary knife on the surface, but I think it should be an ancient weapon."