2083 I still can’t learn it, what should I do?

The Ninth Prince's idea is impossible to realize...

AK47!

Feng Qingchen only had this one, and thanks to the war, he had saved a lot of medical merit to exchange for such an AK47. In order to maintain it, Feng Qingchen had to desperately save people and save medical merit to exchange for bullets. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it will only be a pile of scrap metal if it cannot be used.

Forget about the AK47 for the Ninth Prince. Feng Qingchen studied medicine, not weapons manufacturing. She doesn’t understand the principles of guns at all. She doesn’t even know how to use the simplest homemade rifle. She only knows how to use a gun.

Besides, even if Feng Qingchen understood the principle, with current technology he could only make some homemade guns, and he could only dream of making an AK47.

Feng Qingchen poured a basin of cold water on the Ninth Prince and told him about the underwater volcano.

"We were too careless about all this. There are too many dangerous places on the sea. We are completely unfamiliar with this area and yet we just barged in. Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise we would have really been buried in the sea this time. Naibao is alone and I don't know how hard it will be." Feng Qingchen did not have the calmness to face the Ghost King at this moment. When she thought of what happened before, she couldn't help but feel a little scared.

If she hadn't been pregnant, and she hadn't gone to the island with the Ninth Prince, and hadn't met the Ghost King, and hadn't stopped the Ghost King from detonating the volcano, they would all be finished...

"This child is our lucky star." The Ninth Prince touched Feng Qingchen's belly and had more expectations for the unborn child. Of course, the premise is that the child in Feng Qingchen's belly is a little princess, and not a baby brother who will snatch Feng Qingchen's milk from him.

"You are biased. Naibao is also our lucky star. You are not allowed to forget your old love just because you have a new one." If it weren't for Naibao, Feng Qingchen doubted that she would not have survived.

Her heart was dead at that time, and she lived only for her baby.

"That's not how you use old loves and new loves." The Ninth Prince frowned and couldn't help asking, "Who taught you how to read when you were a kid?"

Even though she knew that the Ninth Prince was joking, Feng Qingchen still answered seriously: "Dean Mom."

"Dean Mama? What is that?" The knowledgeable Ninth Uncle said he had no idea what the position of "Dean Mama" was. Feng Qingchen patiently explained, "It's a kind-hearted person who adopts a group of children that their parents don't want. She takes care of us and allows us to go to school. Although she only supports us until we are 18, I can support myself by the time I'm 18."

The life in her previous life seemed so far away that she almost forgot how she managed to hold on at that time...

It is not easy for an 18-year-old girl to support herself and earn money for college tuition. During her busiest days, she slept less than four hours a day...

"Can you tell me about it?" The Ninth Prince asked softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing Feng Qingchen's memories.

Feng Qingchen collected her thoughts and replied with a faint smile: "I have almost forgotten everything." She had a simple life in her previous life, in an orphanage, college, work, and battlefield.

Whether in her past life or this life, she was too busy and busy, she almost never stopped. In the first half of her life, she worked hard to survive, and worked hard to move forward, hoping to change her fate with her own hands.

In order to make her life better, she works hard in everything she does. She cherishes every opportunity to learn and hopes to do her best in everything she does, because only the best can be noticed and rewarded. This is what she learned in the orphanage.

She is known as a surgical genius, and part of the reason is her talent, but more of it is her private practice. In order to practice the accuracy of cutting, she can hold the scalpel and do the same action thousands of times...

Feng Qingchen briefly talked about his life, picking out only some interesting things to mention. As for the difficult past, Feng Qingchen did not mention it.

"I am very lucky that all my hard work has been rewarded." There are really not many people like her who have achieved extraordinary achievements in the medical field at a young age, but she has.

"My only regret is that I never knew until my death what superpowers I had that could attract the attention of the country. It's a pity that this puzzle cannot be solved." Feng Qingchen sighed...

In her previous life, she was devoted to her work and had few close friends. Her colleagues were just casual acquaintances. She had nothing to be nostalgic about and nothing to be reluctant to leave.

If she died, only the senior sister would be sad, while others would just sigh and then move on with their own lives.

The Ninth Prince was very confused, but seeing that Feng Qingchen was not interested, he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he gently hugged her and whispered, "From now on, I will not let you have any regrets in your life."

Knowing Feng Qingchen's past, the Ninth Prince felt even more distressed for Feng Qingchen, but was also proud of her.

It was indeed not easy for an orphan without a father or a mother to reach that position step by step without any help. Of course, he also saw the sweat that Feng Qingchen had put in.

The Ninth Prince felt sorry for Feng Qingchen, but their unborn child didn't know how to feel sorry for Feng Qingchen at all, and tortured Feng Qingchen to death...

There was already a shortage of supplies on the sea, and the Ninth Prince wanted to give Feng Qingchen some good nourishment, but it was impossible. The little guy came to make trouble and didn't share anything in Feng Qingchen's stomach. Feng Qingchen couldn't eat or sleep well on the boat, and he looked thin...

"Isn't it said that a daughter loves her mother? How come this child doesn't know how to love her mother at all?" The Ninth Prince was somewhat dissatisfied with the unborn "little princess".

Fortunately, Feng Qingchen is a doctor, so it is convenient for him to get medicine from the smart medical bag, otherwise Feng Qingchen would definitely fall down...

"My daughter feels sorry for her mother because she is afraid that she is too tired and cannot bear to see her running around outside." Feng Qingchen was vomiting all over the place, but she still had to turn around to comfort her uncle, the future father.

"Just be patient, we will be able to reach the shore in another month." The Ninth Prince originally ordered to slow down, but seeing that Feng Qingchen was equally uncomfortable no matter whether the boat was fast or slow, the Ninth Prince asked the boatman to speed up in order to return to the land as soon as possible.

In order to take care of Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince pushed aside all the responsibilities, even the matter of the Dongling navy spies, which was left to his subordinates to handle. He only asked about it at the end.

"Hmm." Feng Qingchen's face was sallow, and she rested her head on the Ninth Prince's thigh, and responded weakly. This child really made her suffer enough. If she is not filial in the future, she should not...

Seeing that Feng Qingchen was in great pain, the Ninth Prince rubbed her temples, hoping that Feng Qingchen would fall asleep. At least she would feel more comfortable if she fell asleep...

The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were in a hurry to return, while Naibao in the palace was also looking forward to it, hoping that his father and mother would come back soon.

That night, Naibao hugged Wang Jinling and said coquettishly, "Young Master, please ask Naibao to do something else and learn not to think about Mommy all the time. But what if Naibao can't learn it? Naibao still misses Mommy so much that it hurts here."

The fat little baby poked his heart with his finger, his stubborn face full of depression...

He misses his mother so much!

Wang Jinling smiled lovingly, patted Naibao's little head, and said gently: "If you can't learn it, then don't learn it. Your mother will be back soon."

Naibao is not him, so he doesn't need to learn not to think about Qingchen. He received news that Qingchen would land in five days at most and return by land...