Outside the window, Wang Chuan fell to the ground with serious injuries. When he looked up at Feng Yuheng, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Feng Yuheng looked around vigilantly. In the quiet night, there was no sound.
She was still worried, so she gently called out, "Ban Zou, cover the rear."
"I understand." These words floated from nowhere in the air, and then there was no sound. Only then did she feel relieved and helped Wang Chuan back to the house.
Wang Chuan was still stunned when he heard Feng Yuheng calling Ban Zou, obviously he didn't expect Ban Zou to be next to Feng Yuheng. It was not until he heard the other party's answer that he realized that the Second Miss Feng had such a heavy weight in the heart of the Ninth Prince.
Since Ban was gone, Wang Chuan finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in his heart. Without waiting for Feng Yuheng to ask, he took the initiative to say, "All the girls have been safely transferred, a total of twelve, and are fostered in a house. On the way back to the capital, I was chased by someone, and was chased all the way to the capital. It seems... I also entered the Feng Mansion."
Feng Yuheng's heart sank. She didn't know how good Wang Chuan's Qing Gong was, but even if it wasn't as good as Ban Zou's, it wouldn't be much worse, otherwise Xuan Tianming wouldn't have arranged it to be by her side. Even with such good Qing Gong, someone could still chase her all the way back to the mansion. I'm afraid the other party wasn't someone who was easy to deal with.
"I see." She nodded. "Let's not talk about this for now. Let me take a look at your injuries."
Feng Yuheng lit a candle and checked Wang Chuan's wound.
An arrow hit her left shoulder, but luckily it wasn't poisonous. A deep cut opened up on her right upper arm, tearing the skin and flesh apart. The worst injury was a palm strike on her back, and I'm afraid the opponent used his internal force to shake Wangchuan's heart meridian.
"Come." She helped Wang Chuan to the couch. "Sit down first. I'll go to the medicine room to get some medicine. You went to Xiaozhou almost at the same time as the people sent by your father. The people chasing you are most likely his secret guards. If the other party intends to test you, these injuries on your body will still be a bit troublesome."
Wang Chuan felt guilty: "I have caused trouble for the young lady."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" She scolded Wangchuan, "Since you and Huangquan have followed me, I will treat you as my sisters. If you continue to be estranged from me, then our relationship will only be that of master and servant."
Wangchuan felt grateful and stopped saying such things.
Feng Yuheng turned around and went to the medicine room. After entering, he went directly into the pharmacy space.
Wangchuan's external injuries were easy to treat, but the palm strike would probably require a good recovery. She found some Danshen pills to take with her, and some western medicine for nourishing the five internal organs, and then took the anesthetic injection, medical disinfectant alcohol, and needles and thread for surgical sutures, and then left the space.
There was still some of the spray she had given Xuan Tianming last time, but she was reluctant to use it, always thinking of saving it for an emergency outside. Now that she was at home, it was the same with the anesthetic needle.
After returning to the room, he personally poured water and fed Wangchuan the medicine first. Then he told Huang Quan how much of each medicine she should take every day, and asked her to take it on time every day.
Wangchuan looked at the strange pills in the small porcelain bottle, and countless questions popped up in his mind, but he still resisted the urge to ask.
When Feng Yuheng laid out the syringes and needles for injection, Wang Chuan could no longer hold back: "Miss, what are these things you have? And what I just took, is it medicine? Why is it not bitter?"
People who are used to drinking Chinese medicine soups will naturally not feel the bitter taste of Western medicine tablets, not to mention that two of the medicines are coated with sugar.
Feng Yuheng had already found an excuse for his strange equipment: "When I was in the mountains of the northwest, I met a Persian man who lived in seclusion in the mountains. I could see him every time I went into the mountains to pick herbs and mushrooms. The Persian was also a doctor. The medicines and tools he used were very strange and tricky, but they were also very effective. I learned from him for three years until he left Dashun, and then he gave all these things to me."
Wangchuan had no doubt about it, and even sighed that Feng Yuheng really had a great adventure.
"I can only use medicine to slowly treat your internal injuries, so they will heal more slowly. You must take good care of your external injuries tonight. You must follow me out of the house to burn incense tomorrow. I am worried about leaving you here alone."
Wangchuan didn't know that the Feng family was going out together. Feng Yuheng used alcohol to clean her wounds while telling her what had happened in the past few days.
Xiaozhou is not far from the capital, and it only takes half a day to get there at a fast speed. Wang Chuan didn't expect that so many things would happen just a few days after he left. Especially since Feng Yuheng went to the palace to see Concubine Yun, he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly: "If Concubine Yun is willing to speak for Miss, then Miss will have nothing to worry about in the future."
Feng Yuheng was puzzled, "Is Concubine Yun difficult to get along with?" Although Concubine Yun spoke for her everywhere when they met in the palace, Feng Yuheng did not think that Concubine Yun was a person who was easy to get along with. It seemed that there were always many secrets hidden under that beautiful face, which kept people away from her.
"It's more than just difficult to contact her." Wang Chuan shook his head slightly, "It's that outsiders can't contact her at all. Even the current emperor probably hasn't seen Concubine Yun for many years."
"Huh?" This was beyond Feng Yuheng's expectation. "Even the Emperor can't see me?" Then what kind of concubine is she?
"It is said that Empress Yun has been living in seclusion ever since she gave birth to the Ninth Prince. Everyone says that Hanyue Palace is getting colder day by day. Even if the Emperor were there, he wouldn't be able to warm up that huge palace."
"But I see that Concubine Yun treats the two princes very well." She doesn't seem like a lonely person.
Wang Chuan smiled bitterly, "Only the two princes are left to follow the emperor's opinion. Although there is still a queen in the palace, Concubine Yun's temper of being the one who has the final say has not changed at all over the years. If she says that someone is not good, even if the person is fighting for the country on the battlefield, the emperor will not smile at him. If she says that someone is not bad, even if the person commits rebellion, the emperor will not blame him severely."
Feng Yuheng listened to Wang Chuan's words, and then recalled Yun Fei's words and actions during the day, and soon reconciled what he saw and heard.
Indeed, Concubine Yun is like this!
She suddenly envied this woman, although she didn't know what had happened to her that made her unwilling to even see the emperor. But there was still someone who doted on her to such an extent, such doting, even if she lived in the 21st century, it would be like a mirage, and she couldn't hope for it.
She shook her head, no longer thinking about Concubine Yun, and carefully treated Wangchuan's wound. When giving him the anesthetic injection, she told him, "It will be a little painful when you get the injection, just bear with it. It's just a local anesthesia and it won't affect your speech."
Wang Chuan nodded. In this era when even Ma Fei San was not very useful, she had never heard of anesthetic needles. But Wang Chuan believed in Feng Yuheng, and even more so in the vision of her master Xuan Tianming.
Anesthesia, debridement, suturing, Feng Yuheng concentrated on doing the procedures that she was most familiar with, but there was no nurse by her side who could pass her tools and wipe her sweat.
Wang Chuan looked at the deep scars on his shoulder and arm, which were miraculously stitched together by a strange needle and thread. His arm started to feel numb right after the injection, so numb that he could not feel any pain even when the needle and thread were moving back and forth. However, all other parts of his body could move without being affected at all. He could not help but marvel at the magic of the Persian doctor.
"Okay." After the last stitch was placed, Feng Yuheng helped Wang Chuan put on his clothes, and then said, "Don't touch water or do strenuous exercise in the next few days. Fortunately, we are just going out to burn incense, so you just follow me and don't have to worry about anything."
Wang Chuan nodded, "I know, thank you, Miss, but... how long will it take for my arm to stop being numb?"
Feng Yuheng calculated, "It will be back to normal in an hour. I will remove the stitches for you in twelve days. Let Huang Quan help you with anything you need. In addition," she told Wang Chuan solemnly, "Except for Huang Quan, the wound I sutured for you cannot be seen by anyone, and you cannot tell anyone about what I took out today."
Wang Chuan was a little embarrassed: "Can't I tell the master?"
Feng Yuheng thought for a moment and said, "If Xuan Tianming asks, then just tell me." She knew that she couldn't hide the truth from Xuan Tianming. Moreover, since she wanted to promote modern medicine, especially Western medicine in ancient times, she definitely couldn't do it by herself. Xuan Tianming was a great help.
After working all night, when Feng Yuheng sent the things back to the pharmacy space through the medicine room, it was already halfway through the Yin hour.
She quickly called Wangchuan to rest for a while, and then she checked the reserve supplies in the pharmacy.
When delivering the things just now, Feng Yuheng had a very strange discovery. Speaking of which, after arriving in Dashun, although she didn't use many medicines, she would habitually record them in the pharmacy's electronic account book after each use. The computer that couldn't connect to the Internet in the strange space could only open the pharmacy's inventory management system. Whenever she had free time, she would open it and take a look like in her previous life, and then take a look around the pharmacy.
But recently Feng Yuheng discovered that some of the medicines she had clearly consumed were automatically replenished at some point.
For example, there was a box of anesthetic spray that she had secretly seized from the army. There were only twelve bottles in a small box. She gave one bottle to Xuan Tianming, so there should be eleven bottles left. She was reluctant to give them to Wang Chuan. Why was it that when she opened the box again, it was full of twelve bottles again?
She looked at the gastrointestinal medicines she had opened. The bags of powder that had been thrown away were returned to the box as if they were new, and the granules inside were also full. Only the medicine for treating coronary heart disease used during the day and the medicine she had just given to Wangchuan had not been replenished.
She was surprised and suddenly thought of the nail polish she had applied to Manxi, so she ran to the lounge to check. Sure enough, she had to replenish as much as she had used, even the nail polish remover was the same.
Feng Yuheng suddenly felt a sense of anticipation. Could it be that this space had an automatic replenishment function? She decided to come back tomorrow to see if the medicine she used up today would automatically recover. If there really was such a function, it would be of great help to her future plans!
The unexpected surprise caused Feng Yuheng to stay awake all night. When he came out of the space, he heard servants walking around in the yard.
She pushed open the door and found that it was just dawn. She could only sigh at the inconvenience of transportation in ancient times. Traveling was really a hassle.
In fact, not many people in Feng Mansion could sleep soundly that night. Especially Feng Jinyuan. The secret guard who was sent to Xiaozhou returned home at night and brought him an unexpected news - "When I arrived, Xiaozhou Villa was empty, and all the girls were transferred in advance."
Feng Jinyuan was shocked. He couldn't understand who would actually snatch those useless girls from him.
"I saw a suspicious woman on my way back and chased her all the way to the capital. We fought each other. She had serious arrow and knife wounds on her left shoulder and right arm. She was hit in the heart by a palm."
"Do you know who that person is?"
"Not sure."
"So you have doubts?"
"I suspect... it was the maidservant next to the Second Young Lady." [End of this chapter]
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