As Xuan Tianqi spoke, he glanced at Feng Yuheng in embarrassment. Just this one glance made Feng Yuheng's heart suddenly "click", and then he heard Xuan Tianqi say: "The little beast that bit people was actually a little white tiger raised by my ninth brother's wife."
Feng Yuheng's eyebrows knitted tightly together. Even Wang Chuan Huang Quan, who had been standing behind her, was shocked. Huang Quan even blurted out, "How is it possible?"
Feng Yuheng interrupted her and said quickly: "Where is Feiyu? How is he injured? Where is he? Take me there quickly."
Xuan Tianqi said: "He was bitten on the arm and has been sent to the medical tent."
Xuan Feiyu was the first grandson of the Xuan family, and he was the apple of Emperor Tianwu's eye. When he heard that he was bitten, Tianwu was so anxious that he got up in a hurry and walked out of the tent with Zhang Yuan, saying, "Quick, follow me to the medical tent to have a look!" As he spoke, he looked at Feng Yuheng in confusion and said, "Why do you keep tigers again?"
Feng Yuheng could hear some complaints in these words. She knew that it would be fine if Xuan Feiyu was fine. If something happened, the old emperor might turn against her. After all, no matter what, he was his grandson. The next generation was the closest. What's more, Xuan Feiyu was so popular on weekdays. Not to mention Tianwu was anxious, even Feng Yuheng was anxious. But at the same time, she was also questioning, how could it be bitten by the little white tiger? Not to mention that the little white tiger stayed in the tent well, and there were people guarding it, so it was impossible for it to run out. Even if it really ran out, that guy wouldn't bite people, right? How could it bite people? It's called a tiger, but it's been a few months, and the little thing hasn't grown at all. It's still so small, about the same as a big cat, and it's still drinking milk powder. How could it bite people?
The group hurried to the medical tent with a lot of doubts. Before they could enter, Wang Chuan pointed at the door of the tent from a distance and whispered to Feng Yuheng: "Miss, look, is that Xiao Bai locked up by those guards?"
When she said this, Feng Yuheng and Huang Quan quickly looked over. It didn't matter what they saw. Huang Quan immediately exclaimed: "How did Xiaobai get hurt? Why is he bleeding so much?"
Feng Yuheng was so angry that he quickly pinched her and said at the same time: "It bit the little grandson, it would not be too much to beat it to death. Don't talk nonsense, it's more important to see the little grandson's injury first."
In front, Emperor Tianwu did not react and did not stop. However, the eldest prince Xuan Tianqi glanced back with a serious expression, as if he had something to say to Feng Yuheng, but because the emperor was beside him, he could not speak. At this time, Feng Yuheng's attention was already focused on the little white tiger.
The little white tiger was indeed injured, with blood all over its body, and it was hard to tell where the injury was. There was nothing else in the hunting ground, but there were many cages for wild animals, so it was immediately locked in the cage and brought to the door of the medical tent, presumably to wait for her to arrive before further treatment. Those people put the iron cage on the ground, which was still covered with snow. The little white tiger didn't know whether it was in pain or cold, and curled up and shivered. When he saw Feng Yuheng coming, he immediately stood up and pounced on her, but he bumped into the iron cage and bounced back, with a look of grievance on his face.
Feng Yuheng had raised this little tiger for a long time and felt very distressed when seeing it, but he believed that the eldest prince would not lie. If he said that the little white tiger had bitten Xuan Feiyu, then it must be true. Before the matter was found out, she at least could not show too much sympathy for the little white tiger in front of Emperor Tianwu, lest Emperor Tianwu get angry and Xiaobai's fate would be even more miserable.
She looked into the cage helplessly again, paused, but finally followed Emperor Tianwu into the medical tent, but left Wangchuan Huangquan outside to watch over Xiaobai to prevent anyone from hurting it maliciously again.
When they entered, in addition to the official doctor, the second prince Xuan Tianling and the fifth prince Xuan Tianyan were also in the medical tent. In addition, surprisingly, Feng Fendai was also standing next to the fifth prince. Seeing the emperor coming, she didn't bother to greet him, but just nodded. Then she heard Feng Fendai speak, questioning Feng Yuheng: "Princess Ji'an, you are so bold that you dare to raise a ferocious beast to hurt the emperor's grandson. Do you know your crime?"
The fifth prince pulled her, but it was too late. Fendai had already said what she wanted to say. In addition, the emperor was only concerned with seeing Xuan Feiyu's injury and did not speak for Feng Yuheng. This made Fendai feel that Feng Yuheng must have offended the emperor through this incident, so she said even louder: "You are a princess, and your status is noble, but no matter how noble you are, can you be nobler than the emperor's grandson? There are not many emperors in the Dashun Dynasty. His Highness Feiyu is the emperor's favorite. Now he is injured like this, and we don't know if the wound is poisonous. If something happens to him, I wonder how you will explain to the emperor! How will you explain to Dashun!"
"Shut up!" The Fifth Prince couldn't bear to listen any longer and angrily scolded Fendai, "What's all this nonsense? Feiyu's life is precious, nothing will happen to him!"
Fen Dai also knew that she had said the wrong thing and cursed the little grandson of the emperor. It was inconvenient for her to go against Xuan Tianyan's wishes, so she closed her mouth, but her eyes were still staring at Feng Yuheng, with a hint of pride in her eyes, as if Feng Yuheng would never escape today and was just waiting for her to be beheaded.
At this time, Emperor Tianwu spoke and asked the medical officer beside him: "Have you checked the injuries? How serious are they? Is the wound poisonous?" Obviously, he also listened to Fendai's words.
The doctor shook his head quickly, "Your Majesty, don't worry. The wound is not poisonous. I have confirmed this. But the wound is very deep. I think when the little beast bit you, your Highness struggled violently, so... a piece of flesh was torn apart. It is an external injury, but if I treat it, I am afraid it will inevitably leave a big scar in the future."
The second prince heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and then said, "Don't be afraid of scars. For a boy, a few scars on his body are nothing. As long as the wound is not poisonous, we'll be thankful." But when he heard that a piece of flesh and blood was torn off, the second prince was still very distressed. After all, this was his son. Seeing Xuan Feiyu fainted from the pain, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's a good thing that her mother didn't come with her, otherwise she would have fainted from crying."
Emperor Tianwu heard a crucial sentence. He asked the imperial physician, "You just said that if you treat the patient, it will inevitably leave scars. Does this mean that if someone else treats the patient, there will be no scars?" This remark woke up the people in the tent, so under the leadership of Emperor Tianwu, everyone gathered around the imperial physician and asked him questions.
But Feng Yuheng sighed softly and said quietly: "Let me do it."
Everyone turned around in confusion, and Tianwu asked casually, "Do you have scar removal medicine?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head, and then heard the imperial physician take the initiative to speak: "No need for scar removal medicine, Princess Ji'an's suturing technique is the best treatment method. As long as the princess is willing to help, the little prince's injury is a minor injury, which is nothing."
Feng Yuheng stepped forward and said, "What do you mean by willing to help? The little prince has always been close to me, and I will take care of him if anything happens to him." Then he leaned over to Emperor Kaiwu and said, "Father, today's incident was caused by the little white tiger that Ah Heng raised. Ah Heng is to blame for all this. Once Ah Heng has cured the little prince's injury, I will let you handle it."
Tianwu waved his hand and said, "Check Feiyu's injury first, and we'll talk about the rest later."
Feng Yuheng nodded, turned around quickly and said loudly: "Wangchuan, come in." Outside the tent, Wangchuan lifted the curtain and came in. Feng Yuheng ordered her: "Go back to the tent quickly and bring my medicine box here." Because they were hunting and Neimian had an unexpected injury, Feng Yuheng was used to taking the pharmacy out of the space and carrying it with him when he went on a long journey, just in case it was inconvenient to retrieve things from the space.
Wang Chuan quickly took out the medicine box and handed it to Feng Yuheng, saying in confusion, "It's strange that there are no Royal Guards guarding outside the tent." But she didn't think much about it and just said, "Maybe it's a change of guard." Then she retreated out of the tent.
Feng Yuheng didn't care about anything else at this moment. He opened the medicine box and began to treat Xuan Feiyu's wound.
From cleaning the blood to disinfecting the wound, applying local anesthetic, and finally suturing step by step, the professional, precise, and rapid medical techniques made Tian Wu, who had some resentment towards Feng Yuheng because the little white tiger had injured Xuan Feiyu, disappear by now. Including everyone present, especially the imperial physician, seeing Feng Yuheng's superb wound treatment skills with their own eyes, their eyes were straight. In the end, he couldn't help but ask: "Will this stitch be removed again after it is put on?"
Feng Yuheng shook her head, "No, this is called flesh thread, it will be naturally absorbed by the human body, although there will be shallow marks left, but it is still much lighter than the scars you mentioned." Stitching and removing stitches are technologies from many years ago. Feng Yuheng has always used flesh thread to prevent the injured from suffering again. Although this kind of flesh thread is relatively expensive, she is a military doctor, how could the army be stingy with that little money.
Finally, the wound was treated and Xuan Feiyu woke up. The child subconsciously frowned and felt pain, but after a while, he felt numbness in his arm and the pain was gone. He couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Did I just have a dream? Was I bitten by a cat in my dream?" The tiger was so small that Xuan Feiyu thought it was a cat.
Feng Yuheng told him, "It wasn't a dream, and that wasn't a cat, it was a little white tiger that I raised. I'm sorry it bit you, I've already treated your wound, it might still hurt at night, don't worry, I'll always be with you, and I won't let anything happen to you."
Xuan Feiyu finally came to his senses and said, "So I was really bitten!" He looked around and found that many people were watching him, including Emperor Tianwu and his father. The child was a little embarrassed and said, "It's okay. It was the arm that was bitten, not the face. Grandpa Huang, don't worry. Feiyu doesn't feel any pain anymore."
Emperor Tianwu was relieved to see that he was really fine. He comforted him for a long time before saying to Zhang Yuan, "Tell someone to carry the child to the imperial tent in the palace. I will take care of him myself tonight."
When people heard this, they tried to dissuade him, but Tianwu was too stubborn to listen. They had no choice but to watch Zhang Yuan and others carry Xuan Feiyu to the imperial tent.
As soon as the child was carried away, Feng Yuheng immediately stood up and knelt down in front of Emperor Tianwu, "Ah Heng is guilty, please punish me, father!"
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