048 Replay
Ahem…
Feng Qingchen stopped laughing and said to the unconscious Lan Jiuqing: "Lan Jiuqing, although you can't hear me, I still feel that I need to explain to you. I am just a doctor now. As a doctor, there is nothing wrong with what I did. In front of a doctor, there are only patients, not men and women. You and I are only a doctor-patient relationship now, so please forgive my impoliteness."
After saying that, he reached out and touched the hem of Lan Jiuqing's clothes.
With medical scissors in hand, you have nothing to worry about.
Click, click, no matter how hard it is to take off the clothes, I can take them all off with one pair of scissors.
Of course, Feng Qingchen would never take advantage of someone's misfortune. She is a doctor and she has her own professional ethics. She would never take advantage of patients like some doctors in some hospitals.
Most of Lan Jiuqing’s injuries were on his upper body, so Feng Qingchen only cut off all the clothes on his upper body. What about his lower body?
Feng Qingchen was very considerate and left a pair of pants for him.
In fact, the moment Feng Qingchen touched Lan Jiuqing's clothes with the scissors, Lan Jiuqing woke up.
His alertness was always high, and he would instinctively be on guard against the cold touch even if he was unconscious.
If she hadn't believed in Feng Qingchen, she would have died the moment Feng Qingchen held the scissors.
Because of trust, Lan Jiuqing did not move, but continued to pretend to be unconscious. He wanted to see what this woman was going to do.
If anyone dares to take advantage of the opportunity to harm him, then Feng Qingchen will not see the sun tomorrow. Of course, if Feng Qingchen dares to touch his mask, he will not see the sun tomorrow either.
result……
But he found that his clothes had been cut by Feng Qingchen.
Swish... His face instantly turned red, even his ears were red and hot. In order to avoid embarrassment, Lan Jiuqing decided that as long as his life was not in danger, it would be better for him to pretend to be faint.
"Huh? Your temperature is high. You have a fever. You were fine just now, weren't you?"
As soon as Feng Qingchen finished cutting the clothes, she found that Lan Jiuqing had a high temperature. A hint of worry flashed in her eyes, and she carefully touched Lan Jiuqing's forehead.
Ahem, Feng Qingchen never expected that Lan Jiuqing was embarrassed. However, Lan Jiuqing actually had a burn, and the wound became inflamed.
Feng Qingchen quickly took out an antipyretic from the smart medical kit. With skillful techniques, he took out the syringe with his eyes closed and prepared to give Lan Jiuqing an antipyretic injection.
I wanted to hit Lan Jiuqing on the butt, but after thinking about it, I decided to hit him on the hand. If this man knew that I unzipped his pants to give him an injection, he would probably bang his head against the wall...
After giving him a fever-reducing injection, Feng Qingchen took some alcohol and cleaned Lan Jiuqing's wound. Since he couldn't see clearly, Feng Qingchen could only deal with it hastily.
He poured a large bottle of alcohol on the wound and used a medical cotton swab to simply wipe it, trying to remove as much dirt as possible around the wound to avoid infection. As for bandaging and applying medicine, he would have to wait until tomorrow.
The wound on his heart had split open, and Feng Qingchen could only clean it for him, apply some medicine and re-bandage it. As for stitching it again, it was not possible at this time, and everything had to wait until dawn.
The most troublesome thing is the broken ribs. Feng Qingchen knows how to set bones, but in the current situation, Feng Qingchen dare not move. If he fails to set the bones correctly, Lan Jiuqing will suffer again.
Ignoring Lan Jiuqing's broken ribs, Feng Qingchen packed up his things, took off his coat, and covered Lan Jiuqing with it.
"Lan Jiuqing, this is all I can do. Please be strong and hold on until tomorrow morning. I will heal your wound again."
After saying that, Feng Qingchen yawned and rubbed his eyes. He wanted to sit down with the group, but seeing this situation, he stood up obediently and kept turning around in the same place.
"You can't sleep, you can't sleep. If you sleep outside in this weather, you might catch a cold. A doctor can't treat himself. Feng Qingchen, bear with it. If you become a patient, it will be troublesome."
Lan Jiuqing pretended to be unconscious and wanted to have some quiet time, but he heard Feng Qingchen muttering non-stop. He was annoyed to death, but he couldn't say anything. He could only close his eyes and silently told himself to ignore Feng Qingchen, ignore Feng Qingchen.
And then, and then…
Maybe it was because the injuries on his body were too severe or something else, but Lan Jiuqing passed out. On the contrary, Feng Qingchen was jumping and dancing, tossing and turning for most of the night, and just managed to hold on.
Every half an hour, she checked on Lan Jiuqing to make sure his fever had subsided. In the middle of the night, she gave Lan Jiuqing an infusion in the dark. One bottle was used to prevent his wound from getting infected, and the other bottle was glucose to replenish his energy and water.
Speaking of this infusion, Lan Jiuqing is also a poor kid.
It was dark, and Feng Qingchen couldn't find the right blood vessel. He gave Lan Jiuqing the wrong injection more than ten times before he finally hit the target, waking him up.
Lan Jiuqing was not unfamiliar with infusion. He had seen it last time in the stone chamber. It was a very rare thing. He knew Feng Qingchen didn't want outsiders to know about it, so he cooperated and pretended to faint.
After giving Lan Jiuqing the infusion, when Feng Qingchen had packed up his things, it was already dawn. Feng Qingchen stood up and stretched.
For doctors, staying up late is common. Although they know it is bad for the body, as doctors they have no choice because their profession dictates that they must be on call 24 hours a day.
Although she was very tired, Feng Qingchen was still able to hold on. But just as she stretched, a small stone hit the acupuncture point on her back with a "pa" sound.
"Lan..." Feng Qingchen, who had held on for a whole night, fell down softly. At the moment of falling, Lan Jiuqing turned over, caught her and put her steadily on the ground.
The moment Lan Jiuqing turned over, there was a "click" sound, and Lan Jiuqing fixed his broken ribs by himself.
"Feng Qingchen, we are even this time." After Lan Jiuqing put Feng Qingchen away, he turned around and left. He did not return Feng Qingchen's coat to her before leaving.
There was no other way. He was in tatters, all thanks to this woman Feng Qingchen. It was no big deal to take her clothes away.
As soon as Lan Jiuqing left, Feng Qingchen woke up.
Lan Jiuqing is not Xiling Tianlei, he has calculated everything and made sure that his departure would not put Feng Qingchen in danger.
He took action just because he didn't want Feng Qingchen to pester him, so he asked him to send Feng Qingchen back to the city.
His identity is inconvenient.
Feng Qingchen got up from the ground, rubbed her sore neck, looked around, and knew that the person who attacked her was Lan Jiuqing.
"Asshole, you left me here alone. I took care of you last night in vain." Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth in anger and stepped hard on the blood-stained rags under his feet.
"You rude, stinky man, you think I'll use this to pester you? You think too much."
The more I step on it, the angrier I get.
"What do you mean by repaying a favor or taking revenge? I saved you more than once, but what about you? You only saved me once, so why should you use it to offset my medical expenses?"
"Stingy, stingy, I've never seen a man as stingy as you."
Feng Qingchen became angrier and angrier the more he stepped on the boulder. Plus, he hadn't slept all night and his energy was limited. He was panting with exhaustion after just a few steps and sat down against the boulder.
When he lowered his head, he found that he was only wearing a shirt, and his coat had been taken away by Lan Jiuqing. Feng Qingchen was stunned, then he slapped his forehead and howled in pain.
"God wants to kill me. Rumors are spreading all over Dongling Imperial City again. How can I be so lucky? Lan Jiuqing, you are such a disaster. It's really bad to meet you."
Feng Qingchen was about to cry.
Once again, I woke up in the suburbs in a disheveled state. It seemed that the rumors that had finally been quelled were about to arise again.
Feng Qingchen was so annoyed that she didn't know whether to blame Wang Qi, Lan Jiuqing, or herself...