120 Misunderstanding
"Feng Qingchen, you shameless woman, actually plotted against me. I will make your life worse than death."
The anger in Dong Ling Zi Luo's eyes could kill people, but when he lowered his eyes, he found...
What's going on?
His clothes were intact, but he was covered in blood.
Feng Qingchen was also dressed neatly, but his entire body was covered in blood, as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood.
This doesn't seem like a done deal, this must be a murder!
What is happening?
Dong Ling Zi Luo's eyes remained motionless again.
It seemed that this glance overturned all his cognition.
Dong Ling Zi Luo's eyes flickered, and he looked around and found that it was the Changsi Palace where he lived before he was given a separate residence.
Dong Ling Zi Luo blinked and he remembered.
When he was leaving the palace, he happened to see the Ninth Uncle also walking out of the palace. Thinking that the Ninth Uncle had handed him all the witnesses and evidence of his mother's frame-up of Feng Qingchen, he was ready to step forward to thank the Ninth Uncle, but he didn't expect...
The Ninth Prince was assassinated.
For some reason, there was no one else around the Ninth Prince except a eunuch at that time, and the palace guards did not notice it.
He was a prince, and with his father's special permission, he could carry a sword even when entering the palace. He drew his sword to help. He remembered that the assassins were not very strong and did not hurt him. But somehow, his body suddenly became unstable and he fell to the right, and then...
He was shot in the leg!
"My legs."
Dong Ling Ziluo opened his mouth, but still couldn't speak. He wanted to reach out to touch him, but found that he couldn't move at all, as if he had no consciousness.
How could this happen? Is his injury serious?
Dong Ling Ziluo felt a little uneasy, but he suppressed it and couldn't move. He could only look at Feng Qingchen again, but he found... the blood vessel connecting him and Feng Qingchen.
"Feng Qingchen knows medical skills."
Dong Ling Zi Luo suddenly understood that this was the imperial palace, and with Feng Qingchen's identity, she couldn't get in at all. Her being here at this moment meant one thing, which was...
Feng Qingchen saved him!
Ha ha.
Dong Ling Zi Luo couldn't accept it and blinked his eyes.
Feng Qingchen saved him, the woman he despised the most saved him.
All the imperial doctors in Dongling died?
No... Where are the others? Why are there only him and Feng Qingchen in this room?
Although Dong Ling Ziluo had just woken up, his mind was still thinking about various possibilities.
Feng Qingchen, who was resting with his eyes closed, did not notice that Dong Ling Ziluo had woken up.
After all, Feng Qingchen knew how weak Dong Ling Ziluo's body was.
Dong Ling Ziluo's waking up at this time was related to his own willpower.
After calculating the time silently and the rapid flow of blood, Feng Qingchen felt his whole body go cold and he was vaguely dizzy.
Feng Qingchen quickly opened his eyes, decisively pulled out the needle on his left hand, pressed it with tape, and without caring whether blood would come out again, he pulled out the needle on Dong Ling Ziluo's hand as well, pressing it hard to prevent the blood from flowing out again.
She doesn't have any more blood to donate to Dongling Ziluo.
Dong Ling Ziluo reacted quickly. The moment Feng Qingchen moved, he had already closed his eyes.
Even the slightest change in the faint breathing could not be heard.
Feng Qingchen climbed over Dong Ling Ziluo's body and got out of bed, but as soon as she landed on the ground, Feng Qingchen felt a black screen in front of her eyes and she seemed to be falling forward.
anemia!
So serious?
Feng Qingchen leaned on the bedpost with his back hand and it took him a long time to calm down. Although he didn't fall down with black eyes, he felt very weak.
"I overestimated myself. If this body was drained of 400cc, I would have died. If it was drained of 600cc, I would have suffered a huge loss. I should not have been so sacrificial. For King Luo, I have sacrificed half my life."
Feng Qingchen regretted it so much that he turned around and glared at Dong Ling Ziluo.
Anyway, Dongling Ziluo can't see it, so she is not afraid.
Of course, Feng Qingchen only dared to glare at Dong Ling Ziluo to vent her anger, but she didn't dare to actually take action.
After all, this is the imperial palace, and Dongling Ziluo is a prince.
Enduring waves of dizziness that became stronger and stronger, Feng Qingchen deftly collected all the suspicious items in the room, including the gun.
For some reason, Dong Ling Zi Luo was awake but didn't want Feng Qingchen to know. He kept his eyes closed and let Feng Qingchen pack up his things.
There was no way. Dong Ling Ziluo had not yet recovered from the fact that Feng Qingchen saved him.
He just couldn't understand how Feng Qingchen could possibly save him. He knew how much Feng Qingchen hated him.
Feng Qingchen's miserable condition today was all caused by him. Even if it wasn't done by him, it was done by the people around him.
In this situation, Feng Qingchen would actually save him?
Imperial order?
But from what Feng Qingchen said and the scene he saw, Feng Qingchen should have used her own blood to save him.
This isn't just an imperial order!
Dong Ling Zi Luo recalled that Feng Qingchen used to always hide in the corner, secretly looking at him with a pair of affectionate eyes.
It was not until the scandal of her infidelity before marriage that Feng Qingchen's temperament changed drastically, and she looked at him with disgust.
Could it be that Feng Qingchen still likes him?
Of course, if Feng Qingchen didn’t like him, how could her personality change so drastically, and how could she make such a big sacrifice for him?
Feng Qingchen, the daughter of General Feng, and her mother with a mysterious background. Dong Lingzi Luo guessed that Feng Qingchen might be related to her mysterious mother, and her blood should have some special effects.
Dong Ling Zi Luo knew that Feng Qingchen was skilled in medicine, but even the imperial physicians could not cure her, so how could a weak woman like her possibly do it?
Blood, it must be what he saw at the beginning, Feng Qingchen used her blood to save himself.
Dong Ling Ziluo felt a warmth and heartache in his heart.
You sacrificed half your life to save him. I, Dong Ling Zi Luo, will remember this deep affection and love. Feng Qingchen, you almost exposed your secret to save me. Don't worry, I, Dong Ling Zi Luo, will never be an ungrateful person.
I will keep your secret and protect you!
Even if I can't marry you, I can marry you as my concubine.
Dong Ling Ziluo silently decided in his heart...
After Feng Qingchen packed up all the things, he checked Dong Ling Ziluo's wound again. It was not cracked or bleeding, which was good.
Touched his forehead again.
No fever, not bad.
I also took anti-inflammatory drugs.
Blood was also lost.
Antibiotics were also given.
The calf was not damaged because the imperial physician treated it well.
The critical period has been temporarily passed, and the rest can be left to the imperial doctors. Apart from changing the dressings on the wounds, the imperial doctors will definitely do a better job than her in the later care and recovery.
Feng Qingchen picked up the medicine box and prepared to walk out. His steps felt a little unsteady and his head felt a little dizzy. Feng Qingchen stopped and patted his head.
"Feng Qingchen, you can't fall down. You have to tell the imperial physician about the precautions."
When Dong Ling Zi Luo heard this, pity arose in his heart again.
Feng Qingchen, even at this moment, are you still so concerned about me?
People are always like this. Once they determine that someone is good, they will think of everything they do as good. Once they determine that someone is bad, they will think of everything they do as bad.
This is Dongling Ziluo’s situation right now!
Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen was completely unaware of his self-indulgent feelings, and Feng Qingchen opened the door...