The Emperor's Phoenix: The Abandoned Concubine
The higher the virtue, the higher the evil. The tougher the opponent's bones, the more ruthless Feng Qingchen was. The man's whole body was torn apart by him, and there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body. He still refused to tell Feng Jin's whereabouts.
Feng Qingchen was not in a hurry. He took out concentrated sulfuric acid, diluted it, and poured it on the man's wound.
With a hissing sound, a puff of white smoke rose up, and everyone saw the man's flesh and blood rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye. The smell was sickening.
"Ah..." A pig-slaughtering-like scream rang out, and the entire roof beams were shaking. The sound seemed to exceed the limits of human beings. The officials of Shuntian Prefecture looked at the man with sympathy and turned their faces away silently.
How cruel! Miss Feng is a hundred times more cruel than these people.
Feng Qingchen did all this without feeling anything. He stepped on the other person's rotten hand and asked, "Why don't you tell me now? I have a way to make you tell me. Do you still want to keep trying?"
"No, no, no." The man struggled in pain, trying to tear off the rotten skin with his hands, but as soon as he touched it, his fingers also rotted. That kind of pain was so heart-wrenching that he never wanted to endure it a second time.
"Please, let me go, let me go." The man rolled on the ground. He felt nothing but pain at this moment. He wanted to die, and he just wanted to die quickly...
"Let you go? Who will let me go, let my brother go? Tell me, where is my brother? Otherwise, you will suffer."
This time, the man did not resist at all and said obediently: "In the cellar, in the cellar." In fact, he didn't even know what he said. He just wanted to be relieved quickly. He couldn't bear it anymore.
"Quick, go find the cellar." Feng Qingchen got the answer and had no time to bother with these little shrimps. He turned around and led his men out. However, before leaving, he did not forget to say, "Continue to interrogate. I want to know the whereabouts of Mr. Jingyang."
In this situation, if the people from Shuntian Prefecture still can't get anything out of them, then they might as well just bang their heads against the wall.
As soon as Feng Qingchen stepped out of the door, someone shouted from the southeast corner: "Miss Feng, an entrance has been found here."
"Let's go down and take a look." Feng Qingchen trotted forward, took the torch handed over by his subordinates, and was about to jump in first, but was stopped by the Eighteen Riders: "Miss, let us go down first."
"You lead the way, and I'll follow." Feng Qingchen did not refuse. He followed the eighteen riders, holding torches and walking down the soft ladder at the entrance.
"This smell... cough cough... is so terrible." As soon as the Eighteenth Rider jumped down, he was choked to death by the strange smell that hit him in the face. He waved his hands desperately, trying to block out the smell.
"Put on a mask." Feng Qingchen was not used to it either. He took out a handful of disposable masks from his pocket and distributed them to the people around him.
With the masks blocking the air, everyone was able to breathe normally. They raised torches and shone them around, and found that the cellar was full of bronze artifacts and various antiques.
However, these antiques and bronze artifacts all have a smell of corpses, which makes the cellar even darker. Standing here, one feels as if one is shrouded in a gloomy aura.
Feng Qingchen pulled her clothes tighter and reminded her, "Be careful, don't touch anything."
"I know." Things from the dead are somewhat evil, and it is not a good thing to be touched by them. The Eighteen Riders were quite concerned about this, and they became even more careful after hearing Feng Qingchen's words.
"Finding someone is important, everyone should act quickly. The longer Feng Jin stays here, the more dangerous it will be." The rotten smell in the cellar was unbearable even for adults, let alone children. Besides, it was eerie here, and children could be easily frightened by unclean things. Feng Jin had not yet recovered from a serious illness and suffered this misfortune. If he were to come into contact with unclean things again, his body would definitely not be able to bear it.
The eighteen riders acted quickly, and the officers who followed them also joined the search. Dozens of people were crowded in the small cellar, and everyone was carefully looking for a place to hide the person. Feng Qingchen also looked everywhere.
They searched the cellar twice, but still to no avail. Just when everyone was about to give up, an official from Shuntian Prefecture somehow lost his balance and bumped into a large vase in the corner. With a clang, the vase shattered to the ground.
"I, I didn't mean it." The officer jumped up in fright. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and were stunned.
"Miss, look quickly, is that Master Feng Jin?" Eighteen Riders pointed at the little man curled up in the half-broken porcelain bottle, his fingers trembling...
This, this can't be death.
Feng Qingchen opened her mouth slightly, her eyes were dull, her lips were trembling, and she stumbled forward: "Xiao Fengjin, don't scare me, don't scare me."
Feng Qingchen squatted beside the broken porcelain bottle, looking at the motionless Feng Jin, tears streaming down her face. Feng Qingchen trembled and straightened the little guy's face. Seeing Feng Jin's familiar little face was pale and bloodless at this moment, Feng Qingchen was completely stunned: "No, no, little Feng Jin will be fine, he will not abandon his sister."
Feng Qingchen's hands were shaking badly as he moved closer and closer to Xiao Fengjin's heart, but his hands could never get close to Fengjin's heart.
Feng Qingchen was afraid. She was afraid of diagnosing that Feng Jin had no breath and she was afraid of declaring Feng Jin dead.
"Miss, the young master can't wait any longer." The Eighteenth Rider knew Feng Qingchen's hesitation and urged her quickly.
If we delay any further, the hope of salvation will become hopeless.
"I know." Feng Qingchen shivered, but his hands could not stop shaking. The shaking became more and more severe, and his already injured tendons and veins were in even more pain. Feng Qingchen felt as if his hands weighed a thousand pounds and he could not lift them at all.
"Xiao Fengjin." Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and let the tears fall. At the urging of Eighteen Riders, she placed her hand on Xiao Fengjin's heartbeat. There... it was so calm without a ripple.
"No..." Feng Qingchen shouted, and quickly carried Feng Jin out, holding him tightly in his arms, activated the smart medical kit, and diagnosed Feng Jin: "Little Feng Jin, don't scare me, don't scare me."
Feng Qingchen stumbled to her feet, looking uneasy. The Eighteen Riders knew something was wrong and hurried forward: "Miss, are you okay?" They didn't dare to ask how Feng Jin was.
"Let's go out first." Feng Qingchen held Feng Jin's still warm body and quickly checked the diagnosis and treatment results of the smart medical package. The panic in his heart eased a little, but his face was still ugly. The Eighteen Riders did not dare to offend him and hurriedly protected Feng Qingchen and went out.
"Go, find a bright room. I need it." As soon as Feng Qingchen came out, he ordered the people around him. The eighteen riders went out quickly and borrowed a room next door. Feng Qingchen walked in holding little Feng Jin and ordered the eighteen riders to guard outside and not let anyone in.
"I obey your orders." The eighteen riders nodded solemnly. Before Feng Qingchen closed the door, he thought of the culprit, Lan Jingyang, and gave another order: "Go to see the Nine Gates Admiral and ask him to search the city now and immediately. Find Lan Jingyang no matter what."
If the Nine Gates Admiral had not been half-hearted in his work and had not repeatedly given her perfunctory treatment, Xiao Fengjin would not have become like this.
Looking at the motionless little Feng Jin lying on the small table, Feng Qingchen couldn't help but shed tears...
The professor was right. What doctors fear most is rescuing their loved ones. At this moment, she was really scared. She was afraid that she would not be able to save Xiao Fengjin. What should she do if Xiao Fengjin died in her hands?