A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1651 Admit your mistakes and close your eyes in despair
Feng Qingchen is angry!
When he saw Feng Qingchen turn around and leave, the Ninth Prince realized that things seemed different from what he thought. When he was annoyed by the smell on his body, Feng Qingchen seemed even more dissatisfied.
His hands moved faster than his brain. Before the Ninth Prince could figure out why Feng Qingchen was angry, he stood up and grabbed Feng Qingchen.
At this time, Feng Qingchen must not be allowed to leave at any cost, otherwise he will definitely regret it.
Feng Qingchen didn't expect that the Ninth Prince would suddenly grab her. She spun on her toes and ran straight towards the Ninth Prince. The height difference caused Feng Qingchen to crash straight into the Ninth Prince's chest.
"It hurts so much." Feng Qingchen's nose felt sore, his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes became misty.
The iron wall was so hard that it hurt her to death.
Feng Qingchen didn't care about the little sadness in her heart. She covered her nose and looked at the Ninth Uncle with regret.
It hurts so much.
this……
The Ninth Prince stood there awkwardly, reaching out to touch Feng Qingchen's red nose, but Feng Qingchen dodged him: "It hurts."
"Unexpected." The Ninth Prince did not expect things to turn out like this. He was quite upset and blamed Bu Jingyun for everything.
"If you say it's an accident, then it's an accident." Feng Qingchen's nose hurt so much that her voice was a little choked, and she sounded like she was acting coquettishly.
The Ninth Prince didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only look at Feng Qingchen silently. After Feng Qingchen recovered, he spoke: "Does it still hurt?"
"You'll know if you bump into it." Feng Qingchen's eyes and nose were red. He looked like he had suffered a great injustice and had just cried.
"I would like to bump into her, but..." The Ninth Prince compared the height difference between them and pointed at Feng Qingchen's soft chest, indicating that he was about to hurt her nose and there were technical difficulties that needed to be overcome.
Swish... Feng Qingchen's face turned red, not because of shame but because of anger.
"Dong Lingjiu, can you be any more shameless?" He was clearly in the wrong first, but not only did he not admit his mistake, he even teased him.
"Do you want to try it?" The Ninth Prince smiled, with the corners of his handsome eyes slightly raised, showing an indescribable charm. Feng Qingchen was staring at him in a daze. When she came to her senses, she found that she had been fooled again.
"You are using your beauty to lure men back again." How shameless.
The Ninth Prince spread his hands innocently: "I didn't do anything." It's because you have poor self-control that the Ninth Prince doesn't dare to say this.
"Hmph... I'm leaving." Feng Qingchen couldn't be more arrogant than the other person, and he couldn't be more gangster than the other person either, so he decisively turned around and left.
"Wait a minute." The Ninth Prince held Feng Qingchen again and said, "Tell me why you are unhappy?"
"Am I unhappy?" She had been angry for a long time, but the Ninth Prince still didn't know what she was angry about.
Feng Qingchen felt so powerless that he almost vomited blood.
"Yes. You are unhappy." The Ninth Prince said with certainty.
"No, I'm very happy." Feng Qingchen said with a fake smile: "I'm very happy, happy that you went out in the middle of the night and came back with the scent of another woman."
She has to be happy for ghosts to appear.
"Are you jealous?" The Ninth Prince realized it belatedly, with a hint of joy in his eyes.
"I'm jealous and you're happy?" Does this man like to build his happiness on his pain?
The Ninth Prince wanted to nod, but when he met Feng Qingchen's cold eyes, he shook his head decisively: "Of course not, I feel very guilty and let you think too much."
"Are you sure I'm just overthinking?" As Feng Qingchen got closer, he felt that the fragrance seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had smelled it before.
The Ninth Prince nodded heavily: "This was brought by Bu Jingyun." The Ninth Prince was obviously avoiding the main point, but it was also an explanation.
"Bu Jingyun? Does he think his life is too long?"
"I will teach him a lesson for you." Pushing the blame to Bu Jingyun, the Ninth Prince said he had no pressure at all. This matter was originally Bu Jingyun's fault, and as long as Feng Qingchen was happy, it wouldn't be a big deal to torture Bu Jingyun to death.
The matter was explained clearly and the alarm was temporarily lifted, but Feng Qingchen still did not treat the Ninth Prince well and pushed him away and continued to walk away.
The Ninth Prince chased after him, but was stopped by the housekeeper: "Your Highness, you should change your clothes for the morning court."
"The king is sick." The Ninth Prince said without thinking.
The Ninth Prince used this trick often in the past. The Supreme Emperor never cared, and the civil and military officials would not ask about it. But it doesn't work now. If the Ninth Prince is not at the morning court, I'm afraid there will be no way to turn it around.
"Your Highness, at the morning court today, we will discuss the dispatch of troops to Yecheng." The butler reminded diligently.
My prince, from now on, the path of a king not attending court early in the morning is really not suitable for you. You must not ruin the country for women.
The Ninth Prince stopped in his tracks and turned back...
Feng Qingchen was not disappointed at all that the Ninth Prince Uncle did not chase her out. If the Ninth Prince Uncle had chased her out, Feng Qingchen would have thought more about whether the Ninth Prince Uncle had really done something to let her down.
When Feng Qingchen returned to Feng Mansion, it was already late and Ling Mo had already woken up. Doudou strictly followed Feng Qingchen's request and did not let Ling Mo move around. Only when Feng Qingchen came back did Ling Mo relax.
"Your mouth and esophagus are severely injured. You cannot eat for the time being. You can only be fed through a test tube and survive on nutrient solution." Feng Qingchen explained to Ling Mo as soon as he came in and hung up the saline bottle.
Because she had to go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Feng Qingchen didn't even give Ling Mo anti-inflammatory drugs.
Ling Mo couldn't move his mouth, so he could only stretch out his hand and write something to show that he was fine and told Feng Qingchen not to do this.
"I'm a doctor. I understand your condition better than you do. I already told Uncle Nine about your situation yesterday. The news you told is worth our action. You don't have to worry about anything now. Just take good care of your injuries. We will go to Sky Dome Castle when you are almost healed." Feng Qingchen knew what Ling Mo was concerned about and explained it to Ling Mo first.
After hanging up the medicine bottle, Feng Qingchen was about to give Ling Mo an injection when he discovered that Ling Mo's whole body had become stiff again. His hands were clenched like rocks with veins popping out, making it impossible to give him an injection.
"Relax." Feng Qingchen patted Ling Mo's hand, signaling him not to tense himself too much. Ling Mo wanted to relax and cooperate, but the more he wanted to relax, the more nervous he became.
It's not that Ling Mo doesn't want to, but Ling Mo's body can't cooperate. This gives Feng Qingchen a headache. She has never met someone who is so resistant to treatment.
Feng Qingchen kept talking in Ling Mo's ear to comfort him. Ling Mo was also trying hard to adjust his breathing, trying to fight for a way to survive as Feng Qingchen requested.
Before Feng Qingchen came, Zuo An told Ling Mo about Feng Qingchen's medical skills and told Ling Mo that this was his last chance.
Zuo An said that if there was anyone in this world who could heal him and was willing to heal him, it would be Feng Qingchen. If he wanted to live like a human being, he had to cooperate with Feng Qingchen's treatment, but...
His body was not cooperating. He couldn't control his stiff limbs, and couldn't relax his body to cooperate with Feng Qingchen's treatment. It was impossible for him to live a normal life.
Ling Mo closed his eyes in despair.