Hunger Strike

"Scoundrel, you're all scoundrels. I want to see Mommy, sob…" Feng Xiaochen was so agitated that he was already running a fever. After shouting for a while, he suddenly blacked out and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the servants were scared out of their wits and hurriedly ran over.

"Oh my God, the Little Young Master fainted!"

"Doctor, call the doctor!"

"Little Young Master, Little Young Master…"

At this moment, a black figure leaped over. He moved faster than everyone else and quickly picked Feng Xiaochen up from the ground.

When they saw who it was, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. They were so scared that their legs went weak and they knelt on the ground. "Young Master."

Feng Yi's face darkened as he looked down at the unconscious Feng Xiaochen and raged, "You bunch of trash, you can't even take care of a child. What's the point of keeping you around?!"