2009 Support is a last resort



Acai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 2009 support, I had no choice but to do it

Zhezhe's injuries were comparable to those of the Ninth Prince. The fact that he could wake up at this time showed that this child was also a man of strong will. However, after seeing that the person who touched him was Feng Qingchen, Zhezhe fell into a deep sleep again.

He trusts her!

But the trustworthy Feng Qingchen couldn't understand it. With Zhezhe's intelligence, he should know that the righteous faction's encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect at that time had a lot to do with them. Doesn't Zhezhe hate them?

Feng Qingchen had absolutely no idea what was going on in Zhezhe's little head.

"Forget it, let's save people first." Feng Qingchen stood up and signaled Xuelang to bring Zhezhe into the house. Although the weather was still very hot, Zhezhe was injured after all, and he couldn't keep lying on the ground.

"Ah..." The snow wolf let out a dissatisfied cry. It worked so hard to go to the mountains and dig a ginseng doll for Feng Qingchen, so why didn't Feng Qingchen praise it?

Once the Snow Wolf became arrogant, it would not compromise at all. Feng Qingchen could only pat its head and try to force a bright smile: "Well done, great, I like it very much."

In order to show that she really liked the ginseng brought by Snow Wolf, Feng Qingchen squatted down and wrapped up the ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum on the ground.

No one can dislike this stuff. The ginseng that Snow Wolf found was at least a hundred years old. I don't know how remote the mountain valley Snow Wolf ran to was.

After being praised, Snow Wolf was willing to carry Zhezhe. Carrying a child as big as Zhezhe was not a big deal for Snow Wolf, and he did it easily.

By the time Sun Sixing came over with the medicine box, Zhezhe had already settled down.

"Master, Master...what's wrong with you?" The servant spoke unclearly, and Sun Sixing was so scared that he picked up the medicine box and rushed over, almost running to death.

"I'm fine. Now breathe in, and then... breathe out." Feng Qingchen stepped forward and patted Sun Sixing's back to help him breathe smoothly. After Sun Sixing's breathing became smooth, Feng Qingchen pointed at the naked Zhezhe and said, "Take a look at him. His condition is very bad."

Knowing that Feng Qingchen and the child were fine, Sun Sixing calmed down instantly. Except for his red cheeks, everything else was fine. Before taking Zhezhe's pulse, Sun Sixing calmed himself to avoid making any mistakes.

"His lungs and internal organs are damaged, and his tendons and veins are all useless. Even if he survives, he will be a disabled person in the future." Sun Sixing's eyes flashed with pity. Sun Sixing still liked Zhezhe very much, just like a younger brother.

"Who would be so cruel to a child?" Sun Sixing looked up and asked Feng Qingchen.

In his mind, Feng Qingchen was omnipotent. But Feng Qingchen really didn't know about this matter. She rarely paid attention to the affairs of the Demon Cult, and Zhezhe had hidden himself with his people, so she couldn't find out even if she wanted to.

"We'll know only when he wakes up. If you're not busy recently, just keep an eye on him." Given Feng Qingchen's current condition, she might not have the energy to treat Zhezhe.

"Master..." Sun Sixing was already struggling, and now with Zhezhe injured, he was even more hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qingchen asked. Seeing Sun Sixing's troubled face, he knew in his heart: "Do you want to go to the Nanling front?"

"Well, Young Master Wang said that the situation on the Nanling front is not optimistic. Many soldiers have been infected with the plague, and Nanling deliberately sent people with the plague to the vicinity of the battlefield, and all the bodies were thrown into the water. The soldiers in Dongling can hardly even get a sip of water, and there is no way to massacre the city." Sun Sixing had a worried look on his face, worrying about the soldiers on the battlefield and the innocent people.

"If you want to go, then go. But... protect yourself." Feng Qingchen knew that she would go even if she was not pregnant.

As a doctor, she couldn't bear to watch the epidemic worsen, so even though she knew there was danger on the front line, Feng Qingchen did not persuade Sun Sixing.

How can you practice medicine if you don’t even have this little courage?

"But, Master, you... and Zhezhe also needs someone to take care of him." Zhezhe's injury would definitely not heal in at least half a year.

"My health is fine. As for Zhezhe, he needs to rest to recover from his illness. You have nothing to worry about with Master around." There is no shortage of doctors in the capital, so she can take care of him from the side.

"Then I will go." Sun Sixing felt relieved. "The eldest master said that the court will send a royal doctor. Doctor Guo and Doctor Chi will also go. If I want to go, the eldest master will arrange for me to go with them."

"This is the best. By following these two great doctors, you can learn more. If there are not enough people, you can write to Yun Xiao and ask him to pick a group of people from the medical school." With Wang Jinling's care, Feng Qingchen no longer had to worry about Sun Sixing's safety.

In the palace, the news that Zhezhe appeared in Feng Mansion reached the Ninth Prince immediately. In fact, the Ninth Prince would check everything related to Feng Mansion as soon as possible, no matter how serious it was.

"Go and investigate what's going on with the Demon Cult." Originally, No. 1 Village under Heaven had been keeping an eye on matters in the martial arts world. However, ever since Su Wenqing got into trouble and Bu Jingyun left, only Bu Fan, who was recuperating from his injuries, was left in No. 1 Village under Heaven. It was inevitable that there were some things that they could not notice.

Without Su Wenqing, the Ninth Prince would have known how capable Su Wenqing was. In terms of talent and learning, Su Wenqing was not as good as Wang Jinling, but in terms of practical work, Su Wenqing was really no worse. It was a pity that he did not have a good background, and his talent was wasted.

Thinking of Su Wenqing, the Ninth Prince felt even more depressed. Just when he wanted to be alone, the Anbu had urgent intelligence to report.

"Come in." The Ninth Prince had to suppress his sadness and concentrate on government affairs.

As he and Feng Qingchen said, he didn't have much time to deal with his personal affairs.

Ever since he took over Dongling legitimately, he has had almost no time for himself. War reports and demands from all over the country have been pouring in to him like snowflakes. Even if the ministers under him have rules and regulations, many things still require his personal review.

As soon as the leader of the secret guards came in, he held his breath, knelt on one knee without raising his head, and reported all the information about Nanling to the Ninth Prince.

"The plague on the front line is man-made. More and more soldiers are infected, and people in the army die every day. General Feng Li blocked the news and did not cause panic for the time being. General Feng Li requested the court to send doctors. If the epidemic continues to develop, the cities they have captured will become empty cities."

As Feng Qingchen had analyzed, Feng Liyou had no choice but to order the massacre of the village and the city. Most people in the city were infected with the plague, and the epidemic spread very quickly. If the village and the city were not massacred, the people in the neighboring town would also suffer.

Feng Liyou has conquered a quarter of Nanling's territory, but half of the cities they captured are empty. If this continues, there will be no point in conquering Nanling.

Nanling's move was also a desperate move. His behavior and thoughts were similar to that of the madman Nanling Jinfan. Since I can't get it, then destroy it, and Dongling can't get it either.


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