015 Gambling
"Don't touch me."
Feng Qingchen glanced coldly at the official who was walking towards her, and while the official was stunned, she stood up.
He dusted himself off, without the slightest bit of shame, and calmly took a step back to look Su Wenqing in the eye: "Mr. Su, I remember your fall. Now be quiet, I said I want to save people."
As a doctor, her position and principles prevented her from watching the child, who was clearly alive, being dismembered by the coroner.
Watching someone in need without helping is tantamount to murder!
She can't do it!
"What did you say? My brother is really not dead. Can you really save him?" Su Wenqing was stunned on the spot, looking at Feng Qingchen's clear eyes. For a moment, he didn't know how to speak, and the whole person seemed to be confused.
If it was any other matter, Su Wenqing would not believe Feng Qingchen's words, but this matter...
He couldn't help but believe it.
His brother, so young and so beautiful, died in vain.
He was so sad that he wished he could cut his enemy into pieces and bury him with his brother.
But what about now?
Some people said that his brother could be saved.
How could he dare to doubt this?
For example, he was almost starving to death and someone gave him half a steamed bun.
In this case, could he refuse?
He can't.
Su Wenqing was like a drowning man who had grabbed a piece of driftwood. He looked at Feng Qingchen with hope, waiting for a miracle to happen.
"Master Su, don't believe what this witch said. How could she save the young master? The young master is already dead. We are all sure that he has no breath, unless this Miss Feng is a monster."
The coroner shouted loudly, glaring at Feng Qingchen fiercely.
Feng Qingchen looked at the short and wretched coroner and said with disdain, "Is he not breathing, or is his breathing very weak? Are you sure he has no heartbeat? How long has he been lying here? More than four hours, right?
After being dead for four hours, the body is still so rosy. Is it warm?
After being dead for four hours, wouldn't the body show signs of rigor mortis?
Are you really sure that he is dead and not that you made a misdiagnosis?
Are you really sure that if I save him, I am a witch?
As a coroner, you can't even tell the difference between the dead and the living. What qualifications do you have to shout here, you murderer, get out now!"
Feng Qingchen pointed at the door angrily, that kind of aura was definitely not what a weak and timid young lady from an official family would have.
"Murderer? You you you..." The coroner pointed at Feng Qingchen and kept shaking, looking like he was deeply shocked.
Under Feng Qingchen's series of questions, he didn't know how to answer for a long time.
Feng Qingchen ignored him, snorted, and turned to look at the "corpse".
The coroner was unwilling and wanted to step forward, but Su Wenqing calmed down, gave a look to the people around him, and stopped the coroner from moving forward.
Su Wenqing was shocked when he saw the calm and serious Feng Qingchen. No matter how he looked at her, he felt that Feng Qingchen was extraordinary. What was more attractive than her stunning appearance was an indescribable sacred aura.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Su Wenqing said: "Miss Feng, are you sure my brother is not dead, and are you sure you can save him? What if you fail to save him? What will you use to compensate?"
"Compensation? Don't you all think he is dead? I failed to save him, and this is the worst that can happen." Feng Qingchen did not turn around, but Su Wenqing could understand the sarcasm on Feng Qingchen's face when he said this.
Who is Su Wenqing?
The eldest son of the Su family, the top official and businessman, the richest man in the imperial city, and the most important person in Dongling. Seeing Feng Qingchen so arrogant, the arrogance of the noble son also came, and he said in a bad tone:
"Feng Qingchen, if you don't save my brother today, I will kill you and bury you with my brother..."
He was disgusted that this unclean woman touched his brother, but if it could save his brother, that would be a different matter.
"Kill me?" Feng Qingchen's anger suddenly rose. He turned around, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Su Wenqing.
Seeing the contempt and disgust in Su Wenqing's eyes, Feng Qingchen suddenly laughed.
Feng Qingchen swallowed what he wanted to say and said calmly: "Okay, if I don't save your brother, I will take my life to be buried with your brother. If I save your brother, please kneel down and apologize to me, Mr. Su."
Although Feng Qingchen was angry, she did not lose her mind. She understood that people in this world would not believe that a weak woman like her had the ability to save people, especially since the "corpse" in front of her was certified dead by the old coroner.
This was not the world she was familiar with. In this world, no one believed that a woman had medical skills.
Although he was unhappy mentally, Feng Qingchen did not let this emotion bother him for too long. He took a deep breath and suppressed all the messy emotions.
As a doctor, you must stay calm. If you can't even stay calm, how can you diagnose and treat, how can you prescribe medicine, and how can you hold the knife?
"Okay!" Su Wenqing nodded.
In the darkness on the roof, Xiling Tianlei and the man in black and silver face were both startled.
Feng Qingchen, where do you get your confidence from? Most importantly, where do you get the ability to revive that "corpse"?
We want to see how extraordinary you are.
At this moment, the two people on the roof forgot their original purpose, and their eyes fell on Feng Qingchen at the same time.
Waiting for a miracle to happen.
The entire morgue fell silent in an instant. Everyone present breathed carefully and looked at Feng Qingchen without blinking, afraid of missing anything.
Feng Qingchen at this moment seemed like a different person, calm, professional, and dignified. There was an indescribable charm about him that made people unable to take their eyes off him.
Su Wenqing's mind was confused for a moment.
Prince Luo missed such a woman, which must be his biggest regret today.
Feng Qingchen didn't notice the change in the atmosphere in the morgue at all. When she was preparing to save someone, she was a professional doctor. No matter what the environment was, no matter how bad the conditions were, she had to live up to her profession.
Taking a deep breath to calm her restless heart, Feng Qingchen told herself that even if she changed her body, she would still be Feng Qingchen, the famous female military doctor...
Feng Qingchen leaned down and placed his lips on the "corpse".
The smart medical kit has determined that there is a foreign object in the boy's throat.
If conditions permit, she could simply perform a minor operation to remove the foreign body.
But Feng Qingchen understood that the nobleman named Su Wenqing behind her would never allow her to do so.
All she could do was use artificial respiration to try to remove the foreign object from the boy's throat.
Of course, if it cannot be removed, surgery is necessary.
"What are you doing?" Su Wenqing swallowed hard, pointed his index finger at Feng Qingchen, and trembled like a leaf in the wind.
Even though the "corpse" was his own brother, he couldn't kiss him like that.
That's a dead person!
Feng Qingchen ignored Su Wenqing and just kept repeating this action.
She had to be extremely careful. What if she took the foreign object out of the boy's throat but swallowed it herself? Wouldn't that be bad luck?
Of course, Feng Qingchen understood that even if she swallowed it, she probably wouldn't die, but she needed evidence to prove that the boy was not really dead.
Quacks and incompetent coroners can really kill people.
Feng Qingchen kept repeating the same action, but... after half a day, he didn't get any results.
With a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Su Wenqing, the coroner, the police officer, and the people in the dark on the roof were all looking at Feng Qingchen, so nervous that they even forgot to breathe.
They themselves didn't know that they hoped Feng Qingchen could rescue the people and prove that Feng Qingchen was right.
I still hope Feng Qingchen fails, proving that she is just a liar...
A message to readers: Caicai is so sad and Qingchen feels so pitiful because I can’t see your messages!