A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 1147 Destroy the whole family, I don't owe you anything
When Zhezhe landed, he felt dizzy for a moment, but soon woke up. However, at this time, everyone was busy dealing with the assassins from the Red Blood Hall, and the head of the Xuanyi Valley was only circling around Feng Qingchen, so no one noticed that he was awake.
Zhezhe was also a smart person. After waking up, he didn't say much. He just lay there, listening to the sound of swords clashing and the conversation between the master of Xuanyi Valley and Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen injured both hands while saving him?
You deserve it!
However, considering that Feng Qingchen saved him, he would not bother with Feng Qingchen about what happened before, nor would he seek revenge on Feng Qingchen.
What do you mean Feng Qingchen shouldn’t save him?
Could it be that his life is not as valuable as a pair of hands? Zhezhe was angry, but when he thought of Feng Qingchen saving him, he became dispirited again. He just pricked up his ears to listen to what the master of Xuanyi Valley said, whether Feng Qingchen’s hands could be saved.
If there is really no hope, then he... he will just keep Feng Qingchen in his arms from now on.
When Zhezhe thought about it this way, he felt better.
The Ninth Prince was killing people indiscriminately, killing gods and Buddhas. He seemed to have lost his mind, only attacking and not defending, killing his way forward, causing heavy losses to the Red Blood Hall.
This scene greatly irritated the people of the Red Blood Hall. The leader of the Red Blood Hall was so angry that he yelled, "How arrogant you are!"
"I don't like this title. Since you won't listen to my advice, then all of you go to hell." The Ninth Prince replied sternly, and with a flash of his body, he rushed towards the boss.
The whole action was smooth and flowing, like a roc spreading its wings. When he met people from the Red Blood Hall on the way, the Ninth Prince just pointed his sword and their heads exploded.
"What amazing kung fu." Doudou's master praised, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the Ninth Prince also became a little strange.
He seemed to have seen this move of the Ninth Prince somewhere before.
However, Master Doudou did not have time to think about it. Seeing how brave the Ninth Prince was, the people from the Red Blood Hall also fought for their lives. Master Doudou and the Ninth Prince took on most of the attacks.
In this way, the burden on Doudou and the secret guards was greatly reduced. Seeing that the situation was in his favor, Doudou retracted his sword and surrounded the master of Xuanyi Valley.
"How is it? What happened to Feng Qingchen's hand?"
"It's broken." The master of Xuanyi Valley did not hide it.
Feng Qingchen was mentally prepared, but when he heard this, his heart still ached.
"It's okay, we can reconnect it later." Even after it was reconnected, things were different. She was afraid that she would not be able to perform delicate surgeries like heart surgeries in the future.
But it doesn't matter, she can teach Sixing, and Sixing can do it very well now.
Feng Qingchen felt relieved when he thought of this.
Even if she can't be a doctor, she can still do other things and she can still save the world.
"What a ghost! You know what you do. After you heal your hand, you can use it like a normal person, but you won't have the strength. From now on, you won't be able to hold a scalpel for several hours in a row." No matter how capable he is, an injured hand cannot be restored to its original state.
The head of Xuanyi Valley had checked it. When Feng Qingchen fell, he instinctively protected his hand. The bones were not broken. Although the sensitivity was slightly worse after it was reconnected, it would be fine after practice. The only shortcoming was...
Feng Qingchen's bones and tendons were damaged, and he would no longer be able to hold a knife for a long time. This was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen's figure swayed slightly, and then he smiled again: "That's good, at least it's not completely destroyed."
Her heart was bleeding. At this moment, she seemed to understand the helplessness of her senior sister back then.
Because of his hand injury, he could not hold his favorite scalpel, but he refused to switch to internal medicine and would rather study forensic medicine and deal with corpses.
It is better to have nothing than to have something too much!
She is fine, but she can't hold a knife for a long time. At least she can still be a surgeon, but she can't do major operations. Fortunately, there are no major operations here for her to perform.
"You, you can still laugh at this time. I really don't understand why you wanted to save this kid. You finally escaped death, but ruined your hands for this kid." The master of Xuanyi Valley was so angry that he kicked Zhezhe again.
He knew how hard it was to hold a scalpel, and he had practiced privately. However, he was old, and his hands were not as dexterous as those of young people, and his muscles were not as flexible as those of young people. He could not hold it for long before his hands became sore.
What could she do if she didn't laugh? It would be useless for her to regret it.
Feng Qingchen took a look at the Ninth Prince who was fighting with the Red Blood Hall, and confirmed that the Ninth Prince had the upper hand and nothing would happen, so he asked the master of the Xuanyi Valley to go and see Zhezhe.
Her hand cannot be treated here, and even if it is connected, it cannot be fixed.
"You are still thinking about him at this time." The master of Xuanyi Valley is really disappointed with him.
For a stranger, that's not a big deal.
"We've known each other for a while, but he's still just a child after all." Feng Qingchen glanced at Zhezhe and found that his eyelashes were trembling slightly. He was overjoyed: "Valley Master, please check to see if he is about to wake up."
In Zhezhe's condition, if he doesn't wake up, he will basically be a vegetable. Being able to wake a vegetative person up is a small medical miracle.
As a doctor, it is of course a happy thing to see the so-called "miracle".
When Zhezhe heard this, he immediately panicked, closed his eyes tightly, and his heart began to beat irregularly.
The master of Xuanyi Valley discovered who he was without even getting close. A hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes: "You ungrateful brat, you are lucky."
After saying that, he picked up the man and threw him to Doudou: "Take him back."
Feng Qingchen was not stupid, so how could he not understand the actions of the master of Xuanyi Valley? Zhezhe woke up but pretended to be unconscious.
He is truly an ungrateful person who can never be tamed.
Feng Qingchen believed that she had done her best towards Zhezhe and she didn't owe Zhezhe anything. Even if the Ninth Prince used Zhezhe to find the location of the Demon Cult, she didn't owe Zhezhe anything.
There is no black and white in the struggle for power. If you want to blame someone, blame the cult leader for overestimating his own capabilities and shooting himself in the foot.
Alas... Feng Qingchen sighed and said faintly: "That's it. He is just my patient. If I go back to the Demon Sect and hand him over to the Demon Sect, I will be regarded as a doctor, doing what I should do."
"You, just think too much. What is a doctor's job? Did he pay you for the consultation?" The master of Xuanyi Valley really wanted to knock Feng Qingchen's head off.
He just didn't understand why Feng Qingchen needed to be so responsible towards the patients.
Whether the patient is dead or alive is none of their business. They are just doctors. Even if they accidentally kill the patient, so what? It was those people who came to them on their own initiative. What does it have to do with them?
"Later, I will remember to ask the Demon Cult for the consultation fee."
While Feng Qingchen was talking to the master of Xuanyi Valley, the Ninth Prince and the old man also dealt with the people from the Red Blood Hall. The Ninth Prince did not stab the leader to death with a single sword, but instead cut the tendons in his hands and feet, and pierced several holes in his body, from which blood kept flowing out.
The Ninth Prince rarely uses such cruel methods, and he was extremely angry this time.
The man rolled on the ground in pain: "You, kill me."
The Ninth Prince did not even spare him a glance. He took out a clean handkerchief, wiped the blood off the sword, and ordered in front of the man, "Pass on my order to destroy the Red Blood Hall."
"Yes." The secret guard took the order and left.
"No..." The leader shouted in horror, but the Ninth Prince ignored him.
Tell him no, the Red Blood Hall is not qualified yet!