A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1697 Poisoning, I won't care about Liancheng's affairs

At the end of the secret room were three small rooms, one of which was ajar. Wang Jinling pushed the door open and saw Cui Haoting lying there motionless.

"Haoting, what's wrong with him?" As a doctor, Feng Qingchen walked in first, checked Cui Haoting's pulse, and looked at his eyelids.

"The vital signs are weak, the lips are black, the poisoning is severe and has lasted for a long time." On the surface, it should be a poison similar to arsenic, containing sulfur.

Wang Jinling nodded: "He was poisoned three days ago and was secretly sent to me today. Do you think he can be saved?"

"I can't guarantee that." Feng Qingchen pricked Cui Haoting's left finger, and a drop of black blood dripped out: "The poison has penetrated into the heart meridian, and it needs to be treated quickly."

"Okay, is there anything you want me to prepare?" Wang Jinling asked straightforwardly. Feng Qingchen didn't hesitate to tell him what he needed and asked someone to deliver it immediately. In addition...

"Find me a few healthy people. I need to draw blood." The poisonous blood in Cui Haoting's body must be drained.

Wang Jinling had seen blood transfusions before, so he naturally understood what Feng Qingchen wanted. He nodded and began to make arrangements. Before leaving, he did not forget to take the Ninth Prince away with him: "Since the Ninth Prince has arrived at the Wind Chasing Tower, you should go and try the dishes there, lest those people squat outside the door and refuse to leave before they find your whereabouts."

Only Wang Jinling could use the Ninth Prince as a pretext to lure away the people who were monitoring outside.

"What if I hadn't come?" Although the Ninth Prince was dissatisfied, he still walked towards the elegant room in the front yard of Zhufeng Tower.

Wang Jinling said without thinking: "You will definitely come." The Ninth Prince had not attended the morning court for the past two days. It went without saying that the Ninth Prince must be spending time with Feng Qingchen. He invited Feng Qingchen alone, so it would be strange if the jealous Ninth Prince did not come along.

The scheme was against him, and he pretended to be dissatisfied and asked him why he was here. Wang Jinling, you are getting more and more promising. The Ninth Prince snorted coldly, gave Wang Jinling a warning look, and walked upstairs.

Wang Jinling smiled indifferently and started to prepare what Feng Qingchen wanted.

After Wang Jinling and the Ninth Prince left, Feng Qingchen opened the smart medical bag and took out the necessary medicines and equipment. As for what Wang Jinling would think when he saw it, Feng Qingchen was not worried at all.

Wang Jin was such a smart person that he had known about her unusualness for a long time, but he didn't want to embarrass her, so he pretended not to know.

Feng Qingchen used the smart medical kit to examine Cui Haoting. This time the smart medical kit was very powerful and finally told him the name of the toxin. The only drawback was that there was no treatment case.

"The poison from thousands of years ago is troublesome." Feng Qingchen complained, and then gave Cui Haoting the medicine in the usual way.

Wang Jinling was a smart man, so he would not embarrass Feng Qingchen. He knocked on the door, and when Feng Qingchen asked to come in, Wang Jinling did not come in. Instead, he said through the door, "Qingchen, the person you want is next door, and there are guards guarding him. You can go in directly, and they will cooperate with you. In addition, if you want to find me or the Ninth Emperor's Uncle, you can pull the short rope on the inside of the stone window. Once you pull it, the Ninth Emperor's Uncle and I will know."

"Okay, I understand." Feng Qingchen admired Wang Jinling's demeanor. Such thoughtfulness and respect could win him the favor of any man or woman. No wonder so many people liked the eldest master.

Without being disturbed by others, Feng Qingchen didn't have to worry about exposing too much, and she treated Cui Haoting openly. After releasing the poisonous blood, she injected bags of clean blood into Cui Haoting's body.

Cui Haoting was still motionless, but the deadness and dejection on his face had faded a lot. Feng Qingchen looked up at the infusion bottle and found that it was almost empty, so he hurried to the side to prepare the medicine.

Pah pah... Feng Qingchen smashed the medicine bottle, extracted the medicine inside, and injected it into the drip bottle. Occasionally, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and Feng Qingchen could only raise his hand to wipe them away.

The infusion bottle had just been replaced, and the blood transfusion bag was almost empty. Feng Qingchen checked Cui Haoting and changed his bag.

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Feng Qingchen was busy all by himself, but he was in surprisingly good spirits. He could concentrate on doing one thing and forget the unhappiness in his heart...

In the Zhufeng Tower, the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling chatted casually. Seeing that it was getting dark, the Ninth Prince frowned and looked at Wang Jinling.

"This is not something I can control." Wang Jinling looked innocent and kindly suggested: "You can go find Qingchen. Do you want me to lead the way for you?"

The Ninth Prince remained silent, his eyes slightly turned upwards, and he sat there quietly, without saying a word...

Wang Jinling did not say anything else. He picked up the wine beside him and poured himself a full glass. After drinking it all in one gulp, he poured another glass, and repeated this process...

Others would use alcohol to vent their hatred, but when Wang Jinling did this, he showed the carefreeness of a scholar and the heroism of a knight.

Soon the wine was finished, but Wang Jinling didn't drink enough. He took another pot and poured himself a cup. Before the wine was full, he heard the Ninth Uncle say, "Don't drink anymore."

"Uncle Ninth Prince, are you concerned about me?" Wang Jinling did not listen. After a pause, he filled his cup.

"You think too much. I'm afraid you'll get drunk, so I need Qingchen to help you sober up." The Ninth Prince's words were a bit harsh, but there was nothing wrong with him saying it.

"I told you, who else do you have in your eyes besides Qingchen?" Wang Jinling drank the wine in the cup, put down the cup, stood up and walked to the window, turned his back to the Ninth Emperor and said, "Don't worry, I won't hold Qingchen back, nor will I show weakness to gain sympathy. I, Wang Jinling, can't do such a thing."

The Ninth Prince did not speak. He picked up the wine pot and poured himself a glass. He put it to his lips and smelled the aroma of the wine but did not drink it. Looking at Wang Jinling's lonely back, the Ninth Prince was in a good mood and said kindly: "You are too gentlemanly." Therefore, in many things, he is destined to suffer losses.

"It's not that I'm too gentlemanly, it's that you're too shameless." The Ninth Prince and he are two different types of people. Although he can also calculate and use dirty tricks, he is the last one to calculate when it comes to feelings. What he wants is the purest love in the world, without a trace of conspiracy and calculation.

"You are jealous." The Ninth Prince put down his wine glass, leaned back slightly, and relaxed. He exuded a lazy aura. "I will leave the affairs of the Imperial City to you. I have not announced Mr. Jingyang's true identity. Remember to ask the Jixia Academy to send the benefits. When the City Lord Lian comes, please entertain him well on my behalf. If you don't want to scrape a layer of blood and flesh from Liancheng, I will ask the Wang family for it."

Puff... Wang Jinling almost vomited blood. The gloom and sadness that had just been brewing disappeared without a trace in an instant. If it weren't for Wang Jinling's good manners, this group of people would have been furious.

Even so, Wang Jinling was still so angry that he gritted his teeth: "What does Liancheng's business have to do with me? That's your business. Whatever is so dirty and smelly, let this young master entertain you. Who is the Lord of Liancheng? Is he worthy of being entertained by this young master in person? Qingchen doesn't know about the little things between you and Liancheng, but don't think I don't know. I won't care about Liancheng's affairs."

"Yes." The Ninth Prince responded, indicating that he understood. Such a cold reaction made Wang Jinling unable to react for a while.

What does this mean, Uncle Nine?

Wang Jinling found that the Ninth Prince was becoming more and more unfathomable. He felt like those ministers in the morning court, being schemed by the Ninth Prince without even realizing it...