It was the most critical juncture, and if this period could be seen through, Ling Mohan would be completely out of danger.
At this moment, unless she personally stayed vigil, she couldn't rest easy with anyone else.
She had been awake all night, and a little while longer wouldn't make a difference. She was also worried that if she left, Ling Mohan might have another problem, and then rushing between the two would delay important matters, making the effort not worth the reward.
"Young Madam, if you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it. Look how haggard you've become. You must go back and rest quickly."
After Chu Qing's reminder, Feng Jin turned to look at her reflection in the bronze mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot, with large dark circles beneath them. Her complexion was somewhat pale, making her appear as if she was lacking in vitality. She truly looked a bit frightening.
Feng Jin chuckled self-mockingly. As expected, this weak body couldn't endure such strain. In the past, after several major surgeries, staying up for a day and a night without sleep was common, and she had never seen her complexion turn so bad.
Now, after only this short period, she had become like this. Looking at her current ghastly appearance, even she felt unbearable to look at. She finally understood why Chu Qing had always urged her to rest quickly.
"I'm fine, I just look a bit weak. How about this, I'll lie down on the couch and sleep for a while. You stay in this room and guard. If anything happens, call me quickly."
After much thought, Feng Jin felt this was the most feasible solution. If she didn't go to rest today, with Chu Qing's stubborn nature, she wouldn't give up.
"Alright then..." Chu Qing glanced at the soft couch beside her. It could indeed accommodate one person to lie down and rest, so she agreed to Feng Jin's suggestion.
Although the couch was a bit small and wouldn't allow for good rest, it was better than the Young Madam continuing to overexert herself like this.
Feng Jin glanced at Ling Mohan's condition again. After confirming that Ling Mohan was alright, she lay down on the couch and closed her eyes for a brief rest.
Chu Qing stood guard by the bedside, her eyes fixed on Ling Mohan without blinking, noticing even the slightest disturbance.
An hour passed, and Ling Mohan showed no signs of movement. The air was utterly silent, with only the faint breathing of a few people clearly audible.
Feng Jin shifted, slightly opening her tired eyelids, and forced herself to sit up from the couch.
"Young Madam, why are you up? Lie down and sleep some more. The Young General is fine at the moment."
Hearing the movement behind her, Chu Qing turned to look and saw Feng Jin had sat up. She quickly urged Feng Jin to lie down and rest again.
Feng Jin yawned and stretched her body. Sleeping on the couch was truly uncomfortable. After lying there for such a short time, her whole body ached intensely. It was really unbearable.
"I'm not sleeping anymore. If I sleep any longer, my back will break." Feng Jin, holding her aching back, walked forward and sat by the bed. Her gaze fell on Ling Mohan, and she reached out to feel his pulse.
After confirming there was no abnormality, she withdrew her hand. "Chu Qing, go fetch some hot water, and then go to the west room in the backyard to get gauze and alcohol."
"Yes, Young Madam. This servant will go immediately."
Feng Jin looked at the man who was still fast asleep, and a faint smile curved her lips. He was so handsome. Even with his pale complexion now, he was still a pleasing sight.
God was truly partial. When creating Ling Mohan, He must have used all the best qualities. This face that could captivate gods and men made her feel jealous just looking at it.
"Wife, you're staring at your husband like this. Could it be that you're mesmerized by my beauty?"
The man's voice suddenly rang out, startling the distracted Feng Jin. She quickly averted her gaze.
Upon realizing what had happened, she shot Ling Mohan a fierce glare. "Must you always startle people like this!"
Feng Jin patted her racing heart, which was still pounding. Didn't he know that scaring people could kill them? Why did he have to say such things and deliberately scare her when she was lost in thought?
"How could I be scaring you? It's clearly you who is coveting my beauty and staring at me so intently that you didn't notice."
His luck today was truly excellent. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Jin staring at him in a daze, looking as if she was about to drool.
This was the first time he realized that Feng Jin had long been captivated by his beauty. If that were the case, he could bear to make a sacrifice of himself and seduce Feng Jin properly.
"You shut up. I'm not coveting your beauty. Besides, you... I've long been tired of looking at you. I don't even want to look at you any longer. And if we're talking about beauty, the most handsome man in the entire capital is clearly Sheng Xubai, not you. Stop being so narcissistic."
To be honest, if we were talking about handsomeness, Sheng Xubai was undoubtedly the most handsome. His beauty had a touch of feminine charm.
Ling Mohan, on the other hand, was more rugged and determined; he couldn't be described with the word "beauty," only that he was very, very handsome.
According to her aesthetic, Ling Mohan was more to her taste. However, this man was too narcissistic lately, always wanting to show her how handsome he was.
She even suspected that Ling Mohan was constantly being put down by her and had lost his confidence, which was why he was always like this.
As she had predicted, Ling Mohan's initially confident and proud expression immediately drooped. The previously bright sparkle in his eyes was instantly covered by a layer of dimness.
"You're saying Sheng Xubai is more handsome than me." The man's tone was extremely deep and filled with displeasure.
It seemed that if Feng Jin said anything affirmative next, he would immediately jump out of bed and make Sheng Xubai completely disappear from this world.
Feng Jin was startled by his murderous demeanor. Fearing that she might upset him further and cause him problems, she quickly corrected herself, "This... naturally not. You each have your own strengths... your own strengths..."
"Then who do you think is the most handsome?" Ling Mohan, unwilling to give up, continued to pester her, determined to get to the bottom of it.
Feng Jin rolled her eyes speechlessly. If it were before, she would never have imagined that one day she would be forced to judge who was better looking between two men.
"Say it?" Ling Mohan, unable to contain his impatience, quickly asked again.
"You are the most handsome, of course, you are the most handsome."