146 Luck can be good or bad

This time, all the women were united in their hatred of the enemy. Even Mrs. Xie had a hint of annoyance and blame in her eyes.

Feng Qingchen's words cursed everyone present. Wang Jinling wanted to speak up to defend the earth, but Feng Qingchen stopped him with a look.

"Insult? Miss Sima, you are exaggerating. The sharpness of a scholar's pen, the sharpness of a debater's tongue, and the sharpness of a warrior's sword. Qingchen is praising the ladies. Given the talents of the ladies, I believe they will not disagree."

The young ladies of the aristocratic families are all well-read and talented. If you want to overpower them, you can't use the same tactics you use against princesses and county ladies.

"Feng Qingchen, don't go too far."

Sima Yan's face turned pale and her whole body began to tremble. Just when Feng Qingchen thought that she was going to say something even more harsh, she foamed at the mouth, her whole body convulsed, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

No way?

Feng Qingchen was stunned.

"Ah..." The girls screamed and scattered. Mrs. Xie's face changed and a hint of anger flashed across her face.

This poetry meeting was truly a life-long event.

"Hurry, go up and take a look." The young masters were also shocked. Wang Jinling strode forward but was stopped by Feng Qingchen.

"Get out of the way."

Feng Qingchen stepped forward and swung his sleeves. His aura was so powerful that no one dared to approach him.

"Feng Qingchen, why do you want us to get out of the way?"

"Are you going to kill Miss Sima?"

The girls didn't care and went forward to pull Feng Qingchen away, but were stopped by Wang Jinling.

"Everyone listen to Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen's medical skills are excellent."

Wang Jinling had spoken, and no one dared to disobey. In addition, Madam Xie also wanted to see if Feng Qingchen had real ability, so she did not stop him.

Sima Yan fell to the ground, his whole body was oozing, his face was a little blue and purple, he was foaming at the mouth, his lower lip was tightly clenched, and blood could be vaguely seen.

You can tell from these symptoms that it is an epileptic seizure without even looking.

Feng Qingchen didn't know whether other people knew about this disease or not, but she understood that women from aristocratic families who had this disease would generally try their best to conceal it. Sima Yan probably didn't have many attacks under normal circumstances, so she was really lucky today.

"Miss Sima's old illness has recurred, don't worry."

Although Sima Yan was hateful, Feng Qingchen didn't want to ruin this woman's reputation, so she explained. Besides, from a doctor's perspective, she would not casually reveal the patient's privacy.

"That's good." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Qingchen unbuttoned the two buttons of Sima Yan's collar to keep her breathing smooth, let her head tilt to one side so that the foam she spit out could flow out, pulled out the hairpin on her head, and stuffed it into her mouth to prevent her from biting herself.

Feng Qingchen performed the first aid action extremely skillfully. Everyone stared at him in shock, unable to speak for a moment.

They looked down on Feng Qingchen, but when they saw Feng Qingchen's bearing and character, they found that they were no worse than them, so they had nowhere to find fault...

After doing all this and making sure that Sima Yan's life was not in danger, Feng Qingchen stood up and said, "Okay, Miss Sima will be fine. Please don't worry. Is there any water? Get me a basin of water to wash."

"Feng Qingchen, you are so awesome." A young man in a green shirt spoke hesitantly, his eyes fixed on Feng Qingchen for a long time.

Such a woman is rare in Dongling. How can one take his eyes away from her?

"Every profession has its specialties. Qingchen only has a basic understanding of it." Feng Qingchen waved his hand nonchalantly, his wide sleeves slid out an arc in the air, showing an indescribable carefree and unrestrained attitude.

A romantic and famous person, Feng Qingchen, your demeanor is truly that of a romantic and famous person. Wang Jinling looked at Feng Qingchen, who had stolen all his limelight, without the slightest displeasure.

The young man in green wanted to say something, but the servant brought water. Feng Qingchen washed himself carefully under the gaze of everyone without any hesitation. At this time, Sima Yan's complexion had improved a lot and he no longer foamed at the mouth, but he was not conscious.

"Madam Xie, I'm afraid Miss Sima will not be able to attend the poetry meeting. Why don't you have someone send Miss Sima home? She needs to rest." After Feng Qingchen prepared the water, he suggested to Madam Xie.

Only by sending this person away as soon as possible can we get over this matter.

She didn't want to be blocked outside the door all the time.

"Quick, send Miss Sima back." Madam Xie immediately signaled the servants to carry Sima Yan away, and then said to Feng Qingchen gratefully: "Fortunately, Miss Feng is here, otherwise someone would have died today."

Thinking of Feng Qingchen's calm demeanor just now, a hint of admiration flashed in Mrs. Xie's eyes.

The Xie family had indeed mistaken pearls for fish eyes before. Feng Qingchen was not as bad as the rumors outside had said. At least her medical skills were very good.

Maybe, Concubine Xie’s matter…

Mrs. Xie had a faint sense of anticipation.

"Thank you, Madam, for your polite words. Since there is nothing else to do, may Qingchen enter the garden now?"

Feng Qingchen glanced at the ladies who were blocking her way. She had to attend this poetry gathering today.

Although her smile was bright and sweet, it made all the young ladies tremble with fear. Thinking of Sima Yan's situation, the young ladies looked at Feng Qingchen with more fear, and hesitated whether to give way to Feng Qingchen. However, the pride of the girls from aristocratic families made them unwilling to do so.

Wang Jinling saw this and said with a smile: "Qingchen can enter the Baicao Garden, but the rule of the Baicao Garden is that you must compose a poem related to flowers and plants before entering the garden. Although Qingchen saved Miss Sima, he cannot break the rules."

"As expected, it's elegant. Don't worry, young master. Qingchen will never break the rules of Baicao Garden." Feng Qingchen knew that Wang Jinling was coming to her rescue and revealing Sima Yan's affairs.

"Miss Feng is really straightforward. Someone, come here and bring pen and ink." Xie San was also willing to cooperate, and the other young masters also followed suit, forgetting about Sima Yan for a moment.

pen and ink?

Feng Qingchen looked at Wang Jinling for help. Her handwriting was too shameful to be seen.

Wang Jinling smiled and shook his head. Before anyone could speak, he walked to the desk and picked up a pen: "How about I write for Miss Feng?"

ah……

"Young Master..." Everyone exclaimed, looking at Wang Jinling who was holding the pen.

At this moment, they looked as if they had seen the Ninth Prince bringing Feng Qingchen here.

The eldest son is writing this book, and Feng Qingchen is the only one in the world who has this honor.

The girls looked at Feng Qingchen with jealousy again, and some of them could no longer control the expressions on their faces and showed their disgust.

How could this person be so lucky? It seemed as if all the good things in the world were concentrated on her.

Facing the fiery gazes of the crowd, Feng Qingchen's smile widened. Since she was in the limelight today, she would not be polite.

Feng Qingchen said seriously: "The eldest master has already held the pen, can Qingchen still say no?"

"Indeed, I can't. It's Jinling's honor to write for Miss Feng." Wang Jinling still had a smile on his face, but this smile came from the heart.

Feng Qingchen is indeed Feng Qingchen, and does not understand the word humble at all.

Today, he will do his best to pave a splendid road for Feng Qingchen, so that her future road will be less bumpy and more smooth...