037 Male Pet

Just like when he came, Lan Jiuqing sutured the wound and left without saying a word.

When Feng Qingchen came back after dealing with the blood, he saw an empty room and, of course, an empty table.

I don’t know what Lan Jiuqing sprinkled in the house, but the strong smell of blood in the air was replaced by a pleasant floral scent.

As for what flower's scent it is, please forgive Feng Qingchen for being an idiot and not being able to smell it at all. He only knows that this scent makes people feel comfortable all over and the feeling of tiredness is not as strong as before.

She was only sensitive to the smell of blood and could tell at the first sight whether it was human blood or animal blood, or whether the blood was fresh. As for the scent of flowers... it was not within her professional scope.

Feng Qingchen was still very satisfied with Lan Jiuqing's finishing work. The only thing she was dissatisfied with was that this man was too rude.

"No way. They don't pay me for the consultation again? This is the second time. I have to pay for my work and medicine. If this continues, I will lose a lot of money. It's too unfair for me to be a doctor like this."

Feng Qingchen was extremely depressed, but she had to endure it because the real owner had already left.

Even if the real owner was here, she didn't have the courage to ask the masked man for money. She always felt that it was too vulgar to talk about money with that man.

Eh… Feng Qingchen felt a chill and threw the black-clothed, silver-faced man out of her mind. She cleaned herself up and fell asleep on the bed with her clothes on. Before she went to sleep, she put a note outside the door that read, “Do not disturb!”

Because of these four words, Zhou Xing stayed at the door for a long time, hesitated again and again, withdrew his hand that was about to knock on the door, and left silently.

Su Wenqing stood at the door for a stick of incense, struggling internally for a long time, but finally gave up, turned around and left.

Wang Qi and Wang Jinhan placed a table at the door and drank three pots of tea, but still no one showed up. They tried to knock on the door several times, but were blocked by Zhou Xing.

"My sister has a bad temper and is always irritable when she wakes up. Unless it's a matter of life and death, if you dare to disturb her sleep, the consequences will be beyond your imagination. I am the best example."

Zhou Xing turned his face to the side, revealing his arm that was accidentally injured yesterday.

The redness, swelling, bruises and purpleness showed up, and one could tell at a glance that the person who had done the attack was extremely serious.

Okay, don't bother.

Wang Qi sighed.

"Zhou Xing, if Miss Feng wakes up, please tell her that Wang Qi came to see her."

After he returned yesterday, he specifically asked someone to inquire about the Su family's affairs, and asked Su Wenqing in person.

Feng Qingchen did save his younger brother Su Wenhang, who was said to be dead.

Because of this incident, Wang Qi had more confidence in Feng Qingchen. Perhaps Feng Qingchen really had a way to cure his brother's eyes. As long as his brother's eyes were cured, the third-generation leader of the Wang family would appear.

Wang Qi knew very well that he was excellent, but not as good as his brother Wang Jinling. The Wang family could only maintain the status quo under his leadership, but could make further progress under his brother's leadership.

Therefore, he didn't want to give up even if there was a little hope.

The sun set in the west. Wang Qi knew that Feng Qingchen would not get up today, so he had to leave.

At the same time, he cursed silently in his heart.

Was Feng Qingchen a pig in his previous life?

I have slept for two days and two nights and I haven't woken up yet.

If he hadn't seen Feng Qingchen lying on the bed through the door and windows, turning over from time to time, he would have suspected that there was no one in the room, or that he was simply dead asleep.

What Wang Qi didn't know was that Feng Qingchen woke up right after he left. The first thing the girl did when she woke up was to shout to the door, "Zhou Xing, I'm hungry. I want to eat. I'm starving to death."

Feng Qingchen didn't look tired at all. After waking up, she felt refreshed and her cheeks were as red as apples. In this warm and cold season, she looked full of energy in a single piece of clothing.

As the saying goes, you're used to it, so you're not surprised. Zhou Xing came in with food and saw Feng Qingchen like this. He just looked up at the sky and pretended he didn't see her.

Feng Qingchen quickly finished washing up and started eating without hesitation. After eating three bowls of rice, Feng Qingchen put down his chopsticks contentedly.

Zhou Xing worked hard to clean up the dishes.

Feng Qingchen wanted to help, but his hand almost slipped and he dropped the bowl.

"Sister... I beg you, don't do it, let me do it." Zhou Xing saw Feng Qingchen's slender and white hands, and was afraid of hurting her hands, so he quickly pushed her away.

Are you kidding? It would be a sin if such beautiful hands were scratched.

Feng Qingchen's hands are suitable for holding a knife, but not for washing dishes.

Feng Qingchen was polite for a moment and then let go. "Zhou Xing, what would I do without you? Bringing you back to Feng Mansion was definitely the wisest decision I made."

Seeing Zhou Xing clean up the dishes skillfully, Feng Qingchen realized that she, as a woman, was not as good as him.

Well……

Zhou Xing's whole body trembled, his ears turned slightly red, his hand slipped, and he almost knocked over the dishes.

"Don't let a girl say such things."

"Hehe." Feng Qingchen laughed dryly twice embarrassedly.

She accidentally flirted with the ancient handsome man.

Watching Zhou Xing walk out, she suddenly remembered that she had not yet done what she promised Zhou Xing, so Feng Qingchen hurriedly followed him out.

"Zhou Xing, nothing should happen tonight. Wait for the guys to get ready. I'll help you remove that word."

"Bang..." The dishes and chopsticks in his hands fell to the ground, but Zhou Xing didn't care. He turned around and confirmed again and again: "Really?"

"Cooked." Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth in annoyance.

Those bowls cost money, and she is very poor now. Can’t Zhou Xing be a little more frugal?

Woo woo woo... Don't underestimate these bowls, as they are just a bunch of ordinary bowls used for eating. If they were placed in modern times, they would definitely be antiques. If she bought any one of them, it would be enough for her to live for half her life.

"phoenix……"

Zhou Xing was about to say something, but Feng Qingchen interrupted him unhappily: "Okay, okay, stop talking, pack your things quickly, wash yourself, and wait for me in **."

These words are really ambiguous.

However, the parties involved did not think much about it, but...

A certain prince who was borrowing the roof of Feng's house was so frightened that he nearly fell off the roof.

Kada!

"What's that sound?" Feng Qingchen's ears were extremely sensitive. He immediately looked over, but saw...

The shadow of a white cat.

"It turns out to be a cat. Who keeps this thing around here?" Feng Qingchen looked around and found nothing unusual, so he ignored it.

Only after Feng Qingchen left did Prince Xiling, Xiling Tianlei, dare to breathe.

"This Feng Qingchen is really tough. Looks like there will be something interesting to watch tonight." In the darkness, Xiling Tianlei smiled as evilly as the god of death.

Originally, I wanted to use Feng Qingchen's place to avoid being tracked by that group of people, but unexpectedly, I would run into something good.

He wanted to see how powerful Feng Qingchen would be in **.

With an evil smile on his face, Ximen Tianlei followed Zhou Xing in high spirits.

Feng Qingchen actually keeps a male lover at home. No wonder he doesn't care at all about what happened at the city gate.

But at night, Xiling Ziluo realized that he was wrong.

The so-called lying in bed waiting for me, turned out to be Feng Qingchen using a strange method to remove the "untouchable" stigma from the man named Zhou Xing.

Xiling Ziluo was not interested in Zhou Xing. There were many such "untouchables" in the four countries. No matter if they were wronged or not, once they were branded as untouchables, they would be untouchables for the rest of their lives.

What interested him were the strange things in Feng Qingchen's hands.

He saw Feng Qingchen take out a transparent syringe and inject it into Zhou Xing's body. Soon Zhou Xing fell into a coma.

Then, with just a few knives, he removed the word "cheap". Finally, he even used sewing needle and thread to sew the wound.

It was a thin line, and it looked as if it had never been injured. Anyone who saw the scar would never have thought that the word "cheap" was once imprinted here.

This kind of suturing technique...

Xiling Tianlei thought carefully about whether it could be used on the battlefield, so that the wounded soldiers' wounds would heal faster.

Xiling Tianlei decided to keep a close eye on Zhou Xing in the next few days to see how quickly his wounds healed...

Feng Qingchen, such a talented person, why didn’t he show himself before?

If she shows off her skills, Dongling Ziluo will notice her. Even if he doesn't marry her, he won't leave her to fend for herself, right?

Xiling Tianlei couldn't figure it out!

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