A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1603 Divine Calculation, I Need Help from a Noble

The raindrops hit her body. Feng Qingchen felt pain at first, but gradually she became numb. Now she just felt cold, very cold, very cold...

Her head felt a little dizzy. Feng Qingchen didn't know how long she had been walking or where she was. She only knew to run forward desperately to prevent the people behind her from catching up.

Feng Qingchen realized that something was wrong with him and pinched himself hard on the waist, but the effect was not very obvious.

"Oh no, my current condition doesn't seem to be very good. I don't know if I can hold on until we get into the imperial city." Feng Qingchen felt uneasy. For a moment, she felt that her mind was very clear, but her body was out of control.

Feng Qingchen didn't know that the reason why she was getting weaker and weaker was not because of the rain, but because she was injured.

Feng Qingchen had a finger-long wound on her waist. Although it did not hurt any vital parts, it had injured her blood vessels. Blood flowed down the horse's back. No one knew how much blood flowed along the way, but Feng Qingchen did not notice it at all. She only knew to run forward as far as she could. As long as she entered the city, she would be safe.

Feng Qingchen didn't know how long she had been walking. She only knew that the scene in front of her was getting darker and darker, and her vision was getting blurrier and blurrier. She seemed to see the city gate vaguely, but just when she wanted to speed up and rush over, she couldn't hold on any longer, and her body went limp and she fell off the horse.

Just when she thought that she would be crippled or half-dead, someone held her up. Feng Qingchen was startled and her mind became clear for a moment. She looked up and saw a familiar but impossible person. She asked in surprise, "Fu Lin, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, you will die." Although Fu Lin was very strong, it was still a bit difficult for him to support Feng Qingchen and Guo Baoji. He gave a look to the soldier behind him, and someone immediately came forward to untie the rope and lifted Guo Baoji onto the carriage first.

When Fu Lin saw Feng Qingchen covered in blood, he knew that there must be a fierce battle ahead, so he immediately asked someone to follow the horse hoof prints to see if he could help.

"Yes." The people brought by Fu Lin were none other than the Blood-Clothed Guards. This group of people were now tied up with Fu Lin and obeyed his every word.

Fu Lin did not go to rescue them, but sent Feng Qingchen and Guo Baoji back. As soon as he entered the city, someone asked, "Sir, do you want to send someone to the Ninth Prince's Mansion to let us know?"

Everyone knows the relationship between Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince. Naturally, Fu Lin wanted to let the Ninth Prince know that he saved Feng Qingchen, so that the Ninth Prince would owe him a favor.

This man is indeed quite smart, but unfortunately he misjudged the situation. Fu Lin did not want his credit to be taken away by the Ninth Prince, so he said coldly, "No need," and told the people below to shut up and not make a fuss, lest they bring about a fatal disaster, which he would not be able to save.

Feng Qingchen left the house in good health, but was carried back covered in blood. Everyone in the Feng house was in a panic. Some called for doctors, some boiled water, and some changed clothes, for fear that something might have happened to Feng Qingchen and Guo Baoji.

With so much busyness, no one had time to go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion to report the news, and no one was there to entertain Fu Lin. Fu Lin was not angry and did not leave. He just sat quietly in the flower hall of the Feng Mansion.

He saw that Feng Qingchen's injuries were not serious and estimated that he would wake up tonight. As his savior, he must of course show his face and let Feng Qingchen be grateful, and it would be best if he could promise to repay him handsomely.

Fu Lin could not do good deeds without leaving a name.

Everyone in the Feng Mansion was busy. An hour later, Feng Qingchen and Guo Baoji had finished packing. The housekeeper then remembered that Fu Lin was still waiting in the flower hall. But just when he was about to thank him and see him off, Zuo An, Dou Dou and the Valley Master came back.

Zuo An and Dou Dou were covered in blood, and there were many injured guards. Although the Valley Master was not injured, he was old and had been caught in a heavy rain, so his body could not hold on any longer.

As a result, everyone in the Feng Mansion was busy again. Fu Lin couldn't just sit there and drink tea, so he rolled up his sleeves and got up to help. By the time everything was settled, it was already midnight. Feng Qingchen hadn't woken up yet. Fu Lin didn't want to wait any longer, so he said goodbye.

The housekeeper thanked her again and again, and said that he would tell her as soon as Feng Qingchen woke up, and when Feng Qingchen's injury was healed, he would come to thank her in person. Of course, Fu Lin would not accept the offer directly, and quickly declined it humbly, saying that it was just a small favor.

Just as Fu Lin was about to leave, Doudou, who had been beaten up by Zuo An, suddenly spoke up: "Master Fu Lin, why did you suddenly leave the city? Could it be that you are like Feng Qingchen, and you know that we are in danger and need someone to rescue us?"

Fu Lin's appearance was too coincidental, but it was this coincidence that made people think more. Others also doubted Fu Lin's motives for appearing, but they didn't say it on the surface. Among the people present, only Doudou would ask without hesitation.

Ahem, the housekeeper was very embarrassed and winked at Doudou quickly, while talking to Fu Lin with a smile, trying to cover up the incident: "Don't mind, Master Fu, Master Ouyang is just curious."

This kind of thing should naturally be investigated secretly. If you ask about it openly, it might be seen as questioning your savior.

Fu Lin smiled and said, "It's okay. It's normal for Master Ouyang to be curious. I showed up just in time. However, based on our friendship, Qingchen will definitely understand."

Fu Lin went down the stairs given by the housekeeper, but Doudou was not a practical person. He ignored Fu Lin's excuses and blinked his bright black eyes and asked again, "What would Qingchen understand? Even the Ninth Prince didn't arrive in time, but Master Fu did. Master Fu, you wouldn't have been keeping an eye on Qingchen's movements, right?"

If this was said by someone else, it would definitely be an accusation, but when it came from Doudou, it was really out of curiosity. Fu Lin knew that Doudou was not a cunning person, so he was not angry. He just smiled and said, "How is this possible? Why should I keep a close eye on Qingchen's movements?"

"What's the reason? Is there something unspeakable? Otherwise, why didn't Lord Fu say it?" Doudou learned from Zuo'an that Feng Qingchen showed up in time to save them because he felt uneasy and with the help of Snow Wolf. So what about Fu Lin?

How come this person happened to be out of the city, bringing so many people with him, just in time to help them.

Doudou was puzzled, and felt that something as miraculous as Feng Qingchen's could not happen to Fu Lin, so he kept asking, insisting on getting to the bottom of the matter.

Even the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen didn't dare to offend Doudou. If he wanted to be serious, Fu Lin would not be able to get away with it. Fu Lin took a look at the expressions of Zuo An and the Valley Master and knew that these two people were also suspicious, otherwise they would not allow Doudou to ask him like this.

Fu Lin was a shrewd man. He knew that if he didn't tell them the reason today, these people would probably have a grudge in their hearts. So he said helplessly, "The reason I don't want to tell you is because I'm afraid you won't believe it even if I tell you."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know we won't believe it?" Doudou was even more curious now. Zuoan also raised his eyelids, expressing his confusion, waiting for someone to explain.

It's impossible that Lord Fu is as lucky as Feng Qingchen, otherwise who would have nothing better to do than take people out on a rainy day.