166 Want to meet the Ninth Prince? Okay, accept me as your disciple

Dong Ling Zichun was overjoyed when he saw Feng Qingchen appear, but when he heard Feng Qingchen asking him for help and asking her to go see Dong Ling Jiu, he became like a frost-bitten eggplant, and immediately wilted, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Although Dong Ling Zichun is a bit reckless, he is not stupid. How could he not know the current situation?

When Feng Qingchen saw him like this, she knew that he was in a difficult situation, so she said no more. She took a casual glance and found that Dong Ling Ziluo's wound was wet, and her face immediately turned ugly.

He stepped forward and without saying a word, he opened up Dong Ling Zichun's wound and found that the wound was swollen due to water. Feng Qingchen's face became even uglier. He scolded Dong Ling Zichun, and then remembered that he forgot to tell him the precautions yesterday, so he shut up and silently re-bandaged his wound.

Dong Ling Zichun was originally jealous of Feng Qingchen's attention to the Ninth Uncle, but now that he saw that Feng Qingchen cared about him as well, Dong Ling Zichun smiled foolishly.

However, he was not a stupid person. At this moment, he certainly could not take Feng Qingchen to the Heavenly Prison. He saw that Feng Qingchen was anxious and knew that if he did not help, Feng Qingchen would definitely go find someone else.

Then he thought of Feng Qingchen being in trouble, and he was the first one he thought of, which meant that he also had a position in Feng Qingchen's heart. Thinking of this, Dong Ling Zichun gritted his teeth and pointed out a way for Feng Qingchen. As for whether it would work, it depended on Feng Qingchen's ability.

Feng Qingchen thanked Dong Ling Zichun, and repeatedly told Dong Ling Zichun some precautions, and told him that she would come to check him again in three days.

Of course, Feng Qingchen did not forget to serve the soup prepared by his concubines.

"Miss Feng, um, those people were given by our father, and some were given by others. I don't have any, no..." For some reason, Dong Ling Zichun was a little frightened when he heard Feng Qingchen mention the concubines in the backyard, and hurriedly explained.

Feng Qingchen blinked his eyes, then smiled and said, "Prince, Qingchen understands that young people are inevitably full of blood and energy."

A boy of sixteen or seventeen is at the age when he is young and ignorant of things. Being born in a royal family, he would never let himself be wronged in such a matter. Besides... Dongling Zichun's backyard has nothing to do with her.

Unexpectedly, Dongling Zichun seemed to be relieved when he heard it, but then he thought he was making a fuss out of nothing. Looking at the Dongling Dynasty, except for the Ninth Prince who was not interested in women, and Wang Jinling who had eye disease before, who didn't have a few maids around him.

Feng Qingchen was worried about the Ninth Uncle and had no intention of talking to Dong Ling Zichun any more. Seeing Dong Ling Zichun staring at her and grinning foolishly, Feng Qingchen felt a little creepy, so she apologized and left without saying anything.

After leaving the Prince's Mansion along the same route, Yuwen Yuanhua was waiting for her in the carriage.

"How is it?" Yuwen Yuanhua was quite worried. After all, given the current situation, no one would get involved in this matter.

"Go to Sun Zhengdao's residence."

"Sun Zhengdao, the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau? This is a good candidate. I'm afraid the emperor may not arrange an imperial physician." Yu Wen Yuanhua understood everything at once and glanced at Feng Qingchen worriedly.

It is not easy to persuade Sun Zhengdao. Feng Qingchen has offended all the imperial doctors before, and it is not known whether Sun Zhengdao will hold a grudge against him.

The original director died because of Dongling Ziluo's incident. Sun Zhengdao was originally the director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, but because his father passed away, he returned home to observe mourning. He was recalled by the emperor a few days ago and took up the position of director again.

"We have to give it a try. Prince Chunyu has chosen him, so we should be somewhat confident." Feng Qingchen leaned against the carriage, thinking about the way Dong Ling Zichun looked at her, and became more and more uneasy.

That look, why does it seem like he is interested in me?

Then he shook his head, thinking that he was thinking too much.

How could a favored man like Prince Chunyu be interested in her? Her reputation had long been ruined, and most people looked down on her, let alone Prince Chunyu.

Yuwen Yuanhua saw that Feng Qingchen and her group were worried and shaking their heads, so he thought she was thinking about how to persuade Sun Zhengdao, so he did not disturb them. The two of them came to Sun Zhengdao's house in a low-key manner, also through the side door.

"Feng Qingchen, you have to go in by yourself this time. I'm alone in the Sun Mansion." Yuwen Yuanhua had no intention of getting off the carriage.

Even if the emperor knew that Feng Qingchen was running around for the Ninth Uncle, he would not take it to heart. After all, she was a powerless woman without any influence or foundation, so the emperor would not take Feng Qingchen seriously.

But he couldn't do that, because he was a general with military power.

Feng Qingchen didn't count on Yuwen Yuanhua. Seeing the small door, he muttered, "You really are used to going through the side door."

"I also want to go through the main gate, but I'm afraid you can't get in. Hurry up... I also have to stop the spies from Prince Chunyu's Mansion for you, so that the news of your entry into the Prince Chunyu Mansion will not spread into the palace." Yuwen Yuanhua said unhappily.

Does Feng Qingchen think he is very idle? He is also very busy. There is Ye Ye as well, and he must find the person before the emperor.

"Do you think you can keep it a secret?" Feng Qingchen gave Yuwen Yuanhua a mocking smile before getting off the carriage.

Yuwen Yuanhua blushed and sighed: "It's better to delay it for a while, go quickly."

After saying this, he told the driver to drive away...

Feng Qingchen had just walked to the door and was about to use a scalpel to pry open the bolt and go in, but the door opened automatically.

"Huh?"

"What's that? Why don't you come in?" A man in his forties stood inside the door, looking at Feng Qingchen with a cold face.

The man was dressed in Tibetan-colored clothes, tall and thin, with a serious look, looking like a scholar.

When Feng Qingchen saw this situation, he knew that Dong Ling Zichun had informed the Sun Mansion in advance. When he smelled the fragrance of medicine on the person in front of him, he knew the other party's identity. He walked in openly and saluted respectfully.

"I've met Doctor Sun."

"Don't play tricks on me. The prince has already sent someone to tell me about your situation. It's not impossible for me to help you, but you have to promise me one thing." Sun Zhengdao had a cold face and he looked at Feng Qingchen with displeasure.

If it weren't for Feng Qingchen, how could he get involved in these things, but...

He owed Dong Ling Zichun a favor, and he had to repay it now. Of course, he also asked for some benefits for himself.

"Doctor Sun, please tell me. As long as Feng Qingchen can do it, I will not refuse." Feng Qingchen had never thought that things would be so easy. Now he just hoped that what Doctor Sun mentioned would not be too difficult.

Sun Zhengdao looked Feng Qingchen up and down, as if assessing the situation. Feng Qingchen was very calm and allowed him to look at her. After a long while, Sun Zhengdao finally nodded.

"He has some character, like a doctor."

Hmm... Feng Qingchen was confused. Can he tell with his eyes whether this person is a doctor?

"I heard that you are very good at medicine?" Sun Zhengdao raised his eyelids, looking unconvinced.

"It's okay." Medical skills cannot be defined as good or very good. It's enough as long as they can cure the patient.

"Hypocrisy, it is what it is, and it is not what it is."

She knew that the other party was finding faults, but now she had to ask for help, so she had no choice but to endure it and said, "Okay, I think my medical skills are still good."

Are you satisfied now?

But when Sun Zhengdao heard it, he said directly: "Arrogant."

Sweat... Feng Qingchen understood that the other party was deliberately making things difficult for her. If it was usual, she would definitely not bother to pay attention, but now...

She was still worried about the Ninth Prince, so she could only ignore his cold face and asked, "What does Doctor Sun want me to do?"

Compared with the Ninth Prince's cold face, this Sun Zhengdao's coldness is more than just a little bit worse.

"Accepting a disciple." Sun Zhengdao's face turned even darker as he said this.

"Ah? Accepting you as a disciple? Doctor Sun, you are kidding me, right? I don't have the ability to teach you. Qingchen only knows a little bit about you, but I dare not embarrass myself in front of you, Doctor Sun." Feng Qingchen was startled and quickly refused.

Are you kidding? She studied Western medicine. How can she teach the head of the Imperial Hospital?

A word to readers: Today's update will be a little late, because there are many people at home during the holidays and it's very noisy, so I can't calm down. I wrote two chapters before, but rewrote them when I was not satisfied, so it will be a little later.

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