172 Love, giving for you but not wanting you to know

It doesn’t matter whether Feng Qingchen is a dentist or not, because Wang Jinling has already brought Feng Qingchen to Prince Su’s Mansion.

"Wang Jinling, you are acting first and reporting later. Are you so sure? What if I can't cure him?" Sitting in the carriage, Feng Qingchen had no intention of getting off, and of course he didn't seem to be worried or afraid.

Every profession has its specialties. She is a surgeon and does not know dentistry. Although she would rather see troublesome cardiothoracic patients than work as a guest dentist, it does not mean that she has no skills at all.

Western medicine does not require much technical content. Apart from surgical skills and clinical experience, you can learn everything else just by taking a look.

If it hurts, take painkillers, and if it still hurts, have the tube removed.

Wang Jinling smiled without saying a word, looking at the angry Feng Qingchen with doting eyes.

He hoped that Feng Qingchen would always remain like this, not get involved in the struggle for imperial power, and not lose herself for the Ninth Uncle.

Wang Jinling got off the carriage first and stood outside, waiting for Feng Qingchen. He knew that Feng Qingchen would definitely come down.

"You, Wang Jinling, I really don't know how to treat dentistry." Feng Qingchen walked out of the carriage reluctantly. Wang Jinling stretched out his hand, and Feng Qingchen naturally put his hand in Wang Jinling's hand.

As cold as jade, slender and boneless, Wang Jinling felt warm in his heart and moved away: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

The voice was a little low. Feng Qingchen kept staring at the hand he was holding with Wang Jinling. After getting off the car, he wanted to pull his hand back, but Wang Jinling held it with his backhand.

"It's dark, follow me." He didn't want to let go of the woman's hand. Holding it made him feel at ease.

Feng Qingchen wanted to say that she didn't like having people hold her hand, and besides, the Prince Su's Mansion was brightly lit everywhere, so it was clear what she could see. But when she saw Wang Jinling's slightly thin but straight back, Feng Qingchen didn't struggle anymore.

Wang Jinling's hands, like hers, were cold. When he held them, she didn't feel stuffy and her palms didn't sweat, so it wasn't so annoying.

Besides, she believed in Wang Jinling, and there would be no danger in handing her hand to Wang Jinling.

Wang Jinling walked with ease, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and even in the dark, he still had a dazzling brilliance.

Wang Jinling was very familiar with the people in Prince Su's Mansion. He was led into the hall as soon as he entered. Wang Jinling was not a playboy, so when he arrived at Prince Su's Mansion, he let go of Feng Qingchen's hand.

"Don't worry, Qingchen. Just do your best. I've said I'll take care of everything."

As soon as the two of them sat down, they saw a tall man walking in under the moonlight.

He is dignified and majestic, and intimidating without even getting angry. Compared to Yuwen Yuanhua, this man is more like a military general. It seems that he can intimidate both armies as long as he stands on the battlefield.

"Brother Jinling." As soon as the man came in, he greeted Wang Jinling enthusiastically without any hypocrisy.

"Young Master." Wang Jinling stood face to face with the man, but he did not show any weakness at all. The two men were equally matched, one literary and the other martial, and it was pleasing to the eye standing there.

If you don’t look at a handsome man, you’d be wasting your time.

“Don’t call me Prince, just call me Dongming.” Zhai Dongming, the legitimate son of Prince Su, the future Prince Su.

Feng Qingchen knew that Crown Prince was the official title of the legal heir of a prince, but she could not realize that this military-looking figure was actually the Crown Prince.

Feng Qingchen had some leisure time, sipping tea while listening to the two people chatting. From their conversation, Feng Qingchen knew that the two had a good relationship.

After the greetings, Wang Jinling got down to business: "Dongming, this is the female doctor who cured my eye disease, Feng Qingchen."

Wang Jinling was very serious, and from his introduction it was clear how much he valued Feng Qingchen.

Zhai Dongming is a proud man. With his noble status and extraordinary skills, he has a high vision. The reason why he looks at Wang Jinling differently is not because of Wang Jinling's status, but because of Wang Jinling himself.

Of course, he would be polite to the people introduced by Wang Jinling, but it was impossible for him to value Feng Qingchen as much as Wang Jinling did.

"Miss Feng." Zhai Dongming said calmly, with a rather distant look on his face.

Obviously, he didn't quite believe Feng Qingchen.

There is no way. In the eyes of the world, a miracle doctor must at least be someone with gray hair. It is really hard to believe that someone as young as Feng Qingchen is.

There are many people who have no beard on their faces, are unreliable in their work, and judge people by their appearance.

In the eyes of many people, Wang Jinling's recovery was a matter of luck.

Feng Qingchen didn't care. She had seen this kind of distrustful look many times. She stood up gracefully and bowed: "My Lord."

"No need to be so polite." Zhai Dongming was very satisfied with Feng Qingchen's practical knowledge. He didn't want this woman to create a rift between him and Wang Jinling.

The smile on Wang Jinling's face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of apology in his eyes when he looked at Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen smiled indifferently. Since she had entered the Prince Su's Mansion, she would fulfill her responsibilities as a doctor.

"Dongming, has Prince Su's toothache gotten better? If you trust me, how about letting Qingchen go and take a look?" Wang Jinling knew that Zhai Dongming didn't quite trust Feng Qingchen, so he simply brought himself up to make the case.

Hearing this, Feng Qingchen would be lying if she said she was not moved. It was the same when she was treating Wang Jinling's eye disease. No one believed her except Wang Jinling.

It was just a one-time encounter, and Wang Jinling hadn't even "seen" her at that time, but he firmly believed in her. Feng Qingchen was very grateful for this trust.

Zhai Dongming raised his eyebrows and asked with his eyes: "Brother, is it worth it for you to do so much for just one woman?"

Wang Jinling nodded firmly and asked silently: "Dongming, she is Feng Qingchen. Besides, I am doing this for the good of Prince Su. As a person who has been blind for more than 20 years, I understand the importance of health better than anyone else. Dongming, let Feng Qingchen try. If she can be cured, that's the best. If not, there will be no loss."

Having said that, he and Zhai Dongming both understood that not every random person could treat the prince.

Just like when Feng Qingchen entered the palace to treat Dong Ling Ziluo's wounds, without the recommendation of the Ninth Prince and without the Ninth Prince taking the consequences for her, Feng Qingchen would never have been able to enter the palace.

There are many people with good medical skills, but not everyone has the opportunity to display their skills.

Seeing Wang Jinling's determination, Zhai Dongming thought of his father's illness, thought for a moment and nodded: "Miss Feng, Jinling said that you are a good doctor, I believe you, I hope you can relieve my father's pain, and my Prince Su's Mansion will not treat you unfairly."

Whether you believe it or not, you still have to say some polite words.

"Qingchen will definitely live up to the young master's expectations." Feng Qingchen was neither arrogant nor fearful or uneasy.

Although she had told Wang Jinling in the carriage before that she was not good at dentistry, now that she was here, she had to be treated even if she was not good at it.

She couldn't afford to offend the hereditary king.

"Qingchen, don't feel too pressured." Seeing Feng Qingchen like this, Wang Jinling spoke to comfort her again.

Zhai Dongming almost rolled his eyes.

This good brother of his is really...

He had never seen Wang Jinling being so nice to anyone.

Wang Jinling brought Feng Qingchen to Prince Su's mansion overnight. Zhai Dongming knew what Wang Jinling was trying to do. That was why he didn't want Feng Qingchen to treat his father.

In Zhai Dongming's eyes, Feng Qingchen is essentially a woman with ulterior motives.

"Yeah." Feng Qingchen smiled softly at Wang Jinling, reassuring him.

Dentistry doesn't require any technical skills, so just because she's not good at it doesn't mean she doesn't know how to do it.

Prince Su Zhai Hao, such a powerful backer, even if not for the Ninth Uncle, for herself, she would have to do her best...

A word to readers: I'm sorry that the update is a little late. The content of the previous chapter was modified. The Marquis was changed to Prince. The title of Marquis for the late emperor's sworn brother seems a little weak. Acai did not think it through, so please mind.