The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

"Qi Qi..."

Feng Qi's cell phone rang, and it was Jiang Yishan's call, "My whole body is inexplicably swollen. I went to the hospital for an examination, but there was no result. Can you come to the capital to help grandpa take a look?"

"Take a picture and see."

Feng Qi said.

Jiang Yishan took a few photos and came over.

In the photo, his whole body really looks like fermented bread, terribly swollen, and the facial features on his face are all squeezed into a ball.

"Is it suddenly swollen? Is there any problem with the kidney?"

Feng Qi asked suspiciously.

"Well, I woke up suddenly with swelling all over my body, and various tests showed that there was no problem with my kidneys."

Jiang Yishan begged, "Qiqi, in the past, grandpa has wronged you a lot, please forgive me and help grandpa, okay?"

"Ouyang Xin will be executed tomorrow, and I have to deal with her funeral. Also, I have other problems at the moment, and it's inconvenient to go out. Come to Haishi."

The 400-year-old female ghost Yang Ziqin was still lurking in Feng Qi's body. Before Feng Qing took her away, she couldn't run around.

"Thank you Qiqi, I'll have someone prepare a car to take me there."

Seeing that Feng Qi promised to treat him, Jiang Yishan was very relieved.

In his mind, Feng Qi is a miracle doctor who can cure any disease, as long as she can do it, he will not be afraid.

"By the way, what's the situation with Lee Jung Ki now?"

Feng Qi wanted to inquire about Feng Yin's news.

"He has returned to country C. I saw it appearing in the news the day before yesterday. Why did you suddenly ask him?"

Jiang Yishan asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, just asking casually."

Feng Qi said.

"It's fine. It's all grandpa's fault. It made you get involved with that kind of person and got you into trouble."

Jiang Yishan sincerely apologized again.

"I don't care about the past. However, I still want to ask you to do something for me."

Feng Qi thought of Feng Yin and Qiao Wanfeng.

"Grandpa can do it, and he will definitely do his best."

Jiang Yishan said hastily.

"My sister Fengyin has lost contact with me. Please help me find out if she is still in the capital or in country C. In addition, I want to find someone else, so I will send you a picture."

Feng Qi sent the portrait of Qiao Wanfeng drawn by Ouyang Xin to Jiang Yishan.

"Fengyin is related to Li Zhengji?"

Jiang Yishan asked suspiciously.

"Ah."

"Then I'll send someone to inquire about it, and I will inform you immediately if there is any news."

"Thank you."

Just as Feng Qi finished speaking, she felt her eyes darken——

On her fair face, the red birthmark appeared again.

Yang Ziqin appeared again.

"Qi Qi—"

Before the phone was hung up, Jiang Yishan's voice came from inside.

Yang Ziqin listened for a while, then hung up.

"Lord Fengqing—"

Yang Ziqin didn't want to waste any time because of others, so she went straight to Feng Qing's room.

Feng Qing was still sleeping on the bed, Yang Ziqin reached out to shake him awake, but found that the tentacles were cold.

Surprised!
Hastily tested his breath.

No breath at all.

No pulse either!
"Lord Fengqing!"

Yang Ziqin paled in panic, and screamed at the top of her lungs, but she couldn't wake up Feng Qing who had fallen asleep in shock.

When Feng Zetian heard the movement, he hurried over to check, and found that Feng Qing had died peacefully.

How to do this?
Yang Ziqin's soul has not been taken away, how could she die so quickly?
Feng Zetian hastily called Li Fengxing and told him the situation.

Li Fengxing's heart suddenly collapsed...