102 Cold Blood
Fengfu Side Courtyard
There were only Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling in the two small wooden houses. There was a large army guarding outside and no one could get close within ten meters.
Opposite the cabin, there were rows of tables. These people were people whom even Yuwen Yuanhua could not drive away.
Wang Su and Su Wenqing insisted on accompanying him. In addition, when the master of Xuanyi Valley heard that Feng Qingchen wanted to treat Wang Jinling's eyes, he said it was impossible and hurried to Feng Mansion, asking to go into the cabin with Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling to watch the whole process of Feng Qingchen's treatment.
This person was not the first person to speak, but because of the identity of the master of Xuanyi Valley, everyone dared not neglect him, and they quickly called Feng Qingchen out.
The master of Xuanyi Valley was a magnanimous man. Unlike other doctors, he acted arrogant when he saw Feng Qingchen and directly "ordered" Feng Qingchen to treat them in front of them.
Faced with this kind of person, Feng Qingchen didn't even bother to give him a glance and directly brought up the Queen and the Ninth Prince.
Want to watch my whole healing process?
OK, is there an order from the Ninth Prince? No? Then is there an imperial decree from the Empress? No? You have nothing, so what right do you have to order me?
Feng Qingchen's arrogant attitude directly offended the doctors, who all said that she was disrespectful to her teachers and that even though she had medical skills, she lacked medical ethics.
Feng Qingchen smiled indifferently.
These people did not really want to observe her treatment, but came to add insult to injury.
She doesn't mind sharing her medical knowledge with everyone, but she minds these people with ulterior motives.
The status of the master of Xuanyi Valley is definitely higher than those quack doctors who pretend to be famous doctors. After seeing Feng Qingchen, he politely performed the etiquette of an equal, and then asked Feng Qingchen how he was going to treat Wang Jinling, whether he could watch, and even didn't mind helping Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen knew that the master of Xuanyi Valley was truly obsessed with doctors, but she still politely refused, only saying that they could discuss it when there was a chance in the future. She was very interested in the treatment method of grafting.
When this was mentioned, the master of Xuanyi Valley became excited and talked to Feng Qingchen at length regardless of the occasion.
Feng Qingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry...
Then the retired old imperial physician and the historical doctor who had treated Wang Jinling's eye disease in the past also swarmed in after hearing the news.
These people all have official status, and are not as reasonable as the master of Xuanyi Valley. Some of them even threatened Feng Qingchen, saying that they could get the emperor's edict.
Feng Qingchen originally wanted to slam the door, but thinking of the warning given by the Ninth Uncle, Feng Qingchen politely refused, saying that Wang Jinling's eyes were of great importance and could not be disturbed. She asked everyone to go back and come back in three days to see if Wang Jinling's eyes were healed.
Those who came were all miracle doctors and they were particular about style, so these people would never agree. However, Feng Qingchen did something even more drastic. She simply locked the door, gave Yu Wen Yuanhua a look of taking care, and ignored what was happening outside.
Everyone was still trying to see what was going on inside through the glazed window, but Feng Qingchen was prepared. The curtain was drawn shut, and outsiders could not see anything.
"Feng Qingchen is too ruthless. Is she afraid that we will steal her skills?" The doctor with a white beard was so angry that his beard was shaking.
"How much does a yellow-haired girl weigh? I'll wait and see her fall."
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He said something, but he just refused to leave.
They didn't believe Feng Qingchen in their hearts, but since the matter had become so serious, Feng Qingchen must have some abilities. After all, people from the Wang family were still sitting here.
Some people wanted to find out something from Wang Su, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen didn't tell the Wang family anything. Wang Su also didn't know the answer to any of the questions, and his face showed solemnity and worry.
After all, the life or death of the Wang family only depends on these three days. This feeling is really uncomfortable.
The most nervous person present was Wang Qi.
His elder brother wants to have a cornea transplant, but Feng Qingchen is being watched all the time, so how can he get the cornea removed?
Wang Qi's mouth corners were covered with blisters due to anxiety.
Wang Jinling was also worried about the same issue that Wang Qi was worried about, but he just didn't know how to start asking.
At this moment, at Feng Qingchen's request, he took a bath and was then guided by Feng Qingchen to lie flat on his back, feeling quite uncomfortable.
After all, they were a single man and a single woman, and their posture was ambiguous.
Then Feng Qingchen went off to do something else, and he was left aside.
Wang Jinling wanted to ease the embarrassment, so he asked, "Qingchen, didn't you tell me last time that you wanted corneas? Didn't you want to take them off a dead person? What should we do now?"
"I'm ready." Feng Qingchen took out his surgical gown and put it on, wrapping his hair in the surgical cap, a standard pre-operative attire.
In fact, after going through many operations, corneal transplantation is just a minor operation for Feng Qingchen. She doesn't need to care about it at all. If it were in modern times, she would dare to do this operation on the battlefield, but now?
She was nervous.
It was more nervous than the first time I entered the operating room, and more nervous than the first time I performed surgery.
In the operating room, Feng Qingchen had climbed up step by step from the third assistant, second assistant, physician assistant to the chief surgeon. She was not unfamiliar with the operating room at all. As far as she could remember, the first surgery she performed was an appendectomy.
It was just a minor operation, and she was full of confidence at the time, not worrying at all that something might go wrong with the operation.
As it turned out, she completed the operation beautifully.
Even when she had her first craniotomy, she didn't feel nervous.
For her, it's work. With her skills and abilities, there will be no accidents and no medical accidents.
But now, she became nervous.
She remembered that her mentor once said that what doctors fear most is forgetting their responsibilities and only caring about fame and profit.
A doctor's duty is to save lives, not to seek profit. If you want to get rich, don't choose to be a doctor. There are no doctors on the Forbes rich list.
A doctor's duty is to cure patients, not for fame. The more a doctor cares about his reputation, the more his emotions will be influenced by it. At that time, you are not a simple doctor, and you will not be able to do your best on the operating table.
Feng Qingchen always kept her mentor's teachings in mind. She never fought for power or fame in the hospital, so when those who entered the hospital at the same time as her climbed to the position of chief physician, she was still just a resident physician.
When her senior brother became an authority in cardiac surgery and gave reports at medical forums every day, she was still in the operating room, holding a scalpel and fighting against death.
But now...
Sun Yijin's death and the group of people outside had forced her into the world of fame and fortune, forcing her to fight for fame, but...
Feng Qingchen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
She knew that she was not suitable for surgery today, but unfortunately the other party did not give her time at all.
What the eyes cannot see, the ears are particularly sensitive. Feng Qingchen's emotional changes made Wang Jinling even more nervous.
"Qingchen, don't be nervous, and don't feel burdened. Don't think of me as the eldest son of the Wang family. Just think of me as Wang Jinling in that humble room."
“Puff…”
"Jin Ling, since ancient times, only doctors comfort patients, not patients who comfort doctors in return. The two of us are really funny."
With this smile, Feng Qingchen felt much calmer.
Wang Jinling was right, there was no need for her to be nervous.
Behind closed doors, this is her operating room. She is just a doctor and the commotion in the outside world has nothing to do with her.
Feng Qingchen calmed himself down, and kept recalling some surgeries from his previous life in his mind, slowly regaining the feeling of holding a knife.
Feng Qingchen said seriously: "Okay, Jin Ling, let's get started."
"Okay." Wang Jinling was absolutely a cooperative patient, lying on the bed motionless.
Feng Qingchen went to the outer room to wash her hands, and after making sure that all the instruments were ready and disinfected for use, Feng Qingchen put on a mask and medical gloves.
Looking up at the headlights above and around him, Feng Qingchen secretly thanked his luck that the weather was still good at the moment, otherwise, this operation would not have been possible to complete alone.
Wang Jinling's heart was pounding. This feeling of being at the mercy of others was really terrible. But when he thought that his eyes would recover in three days, he became excited again.
Originally he had no hope, but Feng Qingchen gave him hope and made him look forward to it.
Disappointment is not scary. What is scary is that you are given hope and then become despair. That is really scary.
Wang Jinling's body stiffened involuntarily.
"Jinling, relax." Feng Qingchen took the anesthetic and patted Wang Jinling's stiff arm.
"Okay." Wang Jinling breathed a sigh of relief, and Feng Qingchen took advantage of his breath to inject the anesthetic.
"What is that?" Wang Jinling moved instinctively, but Feng Qingchen held him back: "Don't move."
There was an invisible sense of majesty and seriousness, which made Wang Jinling involuntarily convinced.
After anesthesia, surgery cannot be performed immediately. It depends on the effect of the anesthesia.
Feng Qingchen pushed Wang Jinling aside and took out her cornea from the smart medical bag.
Two thin pieces of cornea floated in the transparent liquid. A gleam of tears flashed in Feng Qingchen's eyes, but quickly disappeared.
She is a doctor, and it is not a good thing for her to invest too much emotion in her patients.
Some people say that doctors are cold-hearted, but that is also due to the environment.
They cried when they saw their patients die in front of them for the first time; they blamed themselves and felt guilty when they announced to the families: "We're sorry, there's nothing we can do."
But having seen so many births, aging, illnesses and deaths, they have become numb. If they feel depressed and sad every time they face such things, then there is no need for them to hold the knife.
Placing the cornea on the small operating table, Feng Qingchen activated the smart medical kit again and examined Wang Jinling to determine whether the anesthesia had taken effect.
Wang Jinling has a really good attitude, and the Wang family takes good care of him, so there is no need to worry about the recuperation before the operation.
"The best time for surgery is in fifteen minutes."
Feng Qingchen set a reminder for the surgery time, and fifteen minutes later, he heard a dripping sound on his arm.
Feng Qingchen knew that her battle had begun.
Feng Qingchen took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was silence in his eyes.
Holding the scalpel and tweezers, Feng Qingchen lowered his head and pried open Wang Jinling's eyes...
Without ideal lighting and without an ideal team, Feng Qingchen was alone without any panic.
Pick up the scalpel with your left hand, pass it to your right hand, and put it in the tray after use.
The whole process was orderly, just like a military drill.
Feng Qingchen didn't even breathe, and when beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he just wiped them away.
Wang Jinling was like a puppet, standing still and allowing Feng Qingchen to manipulate him.
Feng Qingchen picked up the tweezers, carefully picked up the left cornea, put it into Wang Jinling's eye, and did the follow-up work.
Then the right eye...
Everything went well!
Snap...
When Feng Qingchen dropped the tweezers in his hand, his eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The operation was successful!
However, no one celebrated with her.