Ye Qingying is still in a coma.
The palm strike that Feng Yexuan delivered last night was indeed very heavy.
However, when a master makes a move, even if it is a heavy one, they can still discern whether they intend to injure someone or to take their life.
Feng Yexuan did not wish to take Ye Qingying's life.
One heavy strike can instantly cause someone to become unconscious, losing their ability to fight.
But as for the damage to the meridians, it was relatively minor.
"Miss, you are a doctor yourself, you should be able to see clearly what the Prince did to Ye Qingying."
Mr. Liujin covered Ye Qingying with a quilt and looked at Chu Qianli, who was sitting beside the bed, with many words on his mind.
In the end, he only spoke the simplest of those words.
Some things need not be said by him; she could understand them all in her heart, couldn't she?
Feng Jinrui stood to one side, looking at Chu Qianli's frail silhouette: "Enchantress, my Loyal Brother he..."
