1808 Don't underestimate others. Don't treat others as fools.

Qin Baoer is sick!

He was seriously ill and had only one breath left, waiting for Feng Qingchen to save him.

Bu Jingyun stepped forward and briefly explained Qin Baoer's condition, then urged Feng Qingchen to follow him. Fortunately, Feng Qingchen did not panic like Bu Jingyun: "Where is she now?"

"Su Mansion, at Wenqing's place, come with me quickly." Bu Jingyun was so anxious that he stretched out his hand to pull Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen dodged him: "Wait, I'll go get the medicine box."

Feng Qingchen jumped off the carriage and strode towards the Feng Mansion. Bu Jingyun was anxiously walking around outside, but he didn't dare to do anything else. When Feng Qingchen came out, Bu Jingyun hurried forward: "Qingchen, hurry up... Baoer is really dying, don't delay any longer."

"I understand." Feng Qingchen pushed Bu Jingyun away and rode Bu Jingyun's horse towards the Su Mansion, leaving Bu Jingyun where he was. When Bu Jingyun came to his senses, he did not ask the people from the Feng Mansion to prepare the horse for him, but instead took up all his energy and ran away.

When he ran to the Su Mansion, he only had time to ask the servants if Feng Qingchen had arrived. After getting a positive answer, Bu Jingyun fainted from exhaustion.

As soon as Feng Qingchen arrived at the Feng Mansion, he was welcomed in by Su Wenqing. Without even taking a breath, he went to treat Qin Baoer.

Bu Jingyun was not exaggerating. Qin Baoer was indeed very ill. She was hanging on by one breath. She was extremely thin. Her face was only the size of a palm. Even though she was unconscious, she looked worried and pitiful.

To put it nicely, Qin Baoer's illness is called depression. To put it more simply, she is looking for trouble when she doesn't have any. She has made herself sick from worrying herself, and she is immersed in sadness and cannot get out of it, and then she is half-dead.

Qin Baoer's heart was not in good condition to begin with. After the operation, although she could breathe like a normal person and no longer suffered from heart disease, her heart was definitely not as healthy as that of a normal person.

Lan Jiuqing’s death was too much of a blow to her. Qin Baoer became ill due to worry and developed a heart disease. Feng Qingchen could only reluctantly rescue her so that she would not die temporarily.

"Miss Qin's heart disease has relapsed. If we can't calm her down, she will have no choice but to wait for death." Feng Qingchen knew Qin Baoer's personality. Her illness had nothing to do with others. It was all because he thought too much.

"Wait to die? Is there no way at all?" Su Wenqing was shocked. Even if the Ninth Prince was unwilling to marry Baoer, he would not let Baoer die.

Feng Qingchen said bluntly: "Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. I can only try my best to cure the disease, but I can't save her life. Miss Qin wants to die, and I can't do anything about it."

Qin Baoer is a lovesick woman, but also a weak woman. Such a woman cannot survive without love. Lan Jiuqing is her everything.

"You mean, Baoer doesn't want to live anymore because of Jiuqing's death?" Su Wenqing said this with difficulty. After seeing Feng Qingchen nod, Su Wenqing was stunned for a moment.

So serious? What should we do now? Do we want Jiuqing to live?

Feng Qingchen looked at Su Wenqing in confusion, and a light flashed in his mind. Before Feng Qingchen could grasp anything, the servant came in and said, "Master, Doctor Feng. Miss Qin is awake."

"Let's go and take a look." Feng Qingchen reminded Su Wenqing who was lost in his thoughts.

Su Wenqing said "oh" and hurriedly concealed his abnormality. Feng Qingchen was busy checking Qin Baoer's condition and did not notice Su Wenqing's little movements.

"Her mood has stabilized. I prescribed some antidepressants for her. You should pay more attention to her in the next few days and try to divert her attention. Don't let her fall into self-depression again. Help her get out of Lan...'s sadness as soon as possible." Feng Qingchen paused and never mentioned that Lan Jiuqing was dead.

The news of Lan Jiuqing's death came too suddenly, so suddenly that she couldn't accept it at all. Until now, she felt that everything seemed like a dream and it was not real at all.

She went to pay tribute to Lan Jiuqing, she went to Yecheng to find Nanling Jinfan, until Nanling Jinfan was sent back to Nanling... every scene was like a fragment of a dream.

She always thought that Lan Jiuqing was still alive and would appear in front of her one night when she needed him. It was not until Qin Baoer appeared sick that she truly felt the heartache.

A teardrop fell from the corner of Feng Qingchen's eyes. Feng Qingchen closed her eyes to hide the sadness in them. When Su Wenqing was paying attention to Qin Baoer, Feng Qingchen had already left the Su Mansion, riding Bu Jingyun's horse, galloping all the way...

At this time, she wanted to see the Ninth Uncle!

Feng Qingchen was eager to see the Ninth Uncle, but the Ninth Uncle was not in the mansion at that time. The housekeeper saw that Feng Qingchen looked anxious and asked if she wanted to go to the palace to tell the Ninth Uncle to come back earlier?

Feng Qingchen refused without thinking. After running all the way, his mind had become much clearer. Feng Qingchen rejected the housekeeper's kindness and turned away.

On the other hand, Bu Jingyun immediately sent the news of Qin Baoer's illness to the palace. The Ninth Prince held the note, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

When the Ninth Prince left the palace, it was already nightfall. When he returned to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, he heard the housekeeper say that Feng Qingchen had arrived. He paused for a moment and continued walking forward. If the housekeeper hadn't had good eyesight, he would have definitely missed her.

That night, in the secret room of the Su Mansion, the Ninth Prince, dressed in black, sat on a stone chair. He radiated a chilling aura. His deep eyes seemed to have knives flying out, piercing people to the bone. Su Wenqing pressed himself against the wall, trying to reduce his presence.

"Jiuqing...Baoer is innocent, you can't be so cruel." Bu Jingyun's face was pale, but he was determined not to take a step back.

"Lan Jiuqing is dead." The Ninth Prince opened his thin lips and said the most harsh words.

"You and I both know the truth. If you don't want to, then don't. Why bother saying such things?" Bu Jingyun looked at the Ninth Uncle angrily, his eyes full of struggle and dissatisfaction: "Jiuqing, what do I want you to do in order to save Bao'er?"

"I am not a doctor." He still refused, and his tone was colder than before, which showed how bad the Ninth Prince's mood was.

"Doctors can only cure diseases, not hearts. Feng Qingchen said that Bao'er has a heart disease, and heart disease needs heart medicine. Jiu Qing is Bao'er's heart medicine." Bu Jingyun spoke every word carefully. Seeing that the Ninth Emperor's uncle was still unmoved, Bu Jingyun begged: "Jiu Qing, please count as a plea from me? Even if you don't consider Bao'er's dead parents, please consider our brotherhood and save Bao'er, okay?"

Bu Jingyun winked at Su Wenqing, who sighed and stepped forward: "Jiuqing, you can meet Baoer in private. Just make Baoer want to live. Then let Bu Jingyun take Baoer to the No. 1 Manor in the World for recuperation. Qingchen will never know."

"She met Lan Jiuqing. Jingyun, do you still have a chance?" The Ninth Prince looked at Bu Jingyun with sharp eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "She has been ill for so long, and I have not received any news. She was almost dying, so I sent her here and went straight to Feng Qingchen. Jingyun...I underestimated you."

Don't treat everyone as a fool, no one in this world is stupid!