220 Take it away, Qingchen is very busy
In the secret room of the Su Mansion, before Feng Qingchen could speak, Su Qing took the initiative to walk out, leaving the secret room to Feng Qingchen and Bu Jingyun.
Bu Jingyun's upper body was naked and as red as a cooked shrimp. Feng Qingchen started frowning as soon as he came in, wondering in his heart how Lan Jiuqing took care of people. He could actually take care of people to this extent. He was truly a talented person.
First, Bu Jingyun was given a fever-reducing injection, then local anesthesia, and finally the wound was cleaned.
The wound on the back rotted away in just one day.
"What kind of weapon hurt you? It's so powerful? I originally thought it was an iron pillar, but now it seems it is not as simple as an iron pillar. In addition, the environment of this secret room is not good, so you are really suffering." Feng Qingchen scraped off the rotten flesh on Bu Jingyun's body one by one.
Maybe the anesthesia was not effective enough, or maybe Bu Jingyun was feeling really uncomfortable. Bu Jingyun kept groaning in pain, as if he was trying his best to endure something.
"Your injury is extremely serious. You are lucky to meet me, so just be good and don't move. I promise to heal your injury." Feng Qingchen is not a gentle person, so her words of comfort are quite stiff.
But Feng Qingchen's voice had the power to calm people's hearts. Just with these few words, Bu Jingyun stopped humming and moving around.
Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and sutured his wound deftly. He then gave him an infusion of anti-inflammatory drugs and glucose, trying to relieve the patient's pain.
"Su Wenqing, you can come in." After Feng Qingchen put everything in order, he took out a packet of antipyretic medicine.
"Take the previous medicine according to the quantity and frequency I wrote, and add this packet of medicine, three pills each time, three times a day. If you have any questions, please find me in time. I will pick you up tomorrow night to check on the situation. Finally, please follow the doctor's orders strictly and don't just stuff pills into his mouth. All medicines are poisonous to some extent. Taking more does not necessarily mean better." Feng Qingchen checked the medicine she had given to Lan Jiuqing. It was only one day, but the medicine was less than three days' supply.
Medicine is not a sugar pill and cannot be taken casually.
"Okay." Su Wenqing said that he didn't know how to take care of a patient. Every time Jiuqing was injured, no matter how serious it was, he would just bandage the wound and leave.
You annoying Bu Jingyun, can't you be a little stronger? You are the second best martial artist in the world.
"Prepare some nutritious food for him in the next few days, and finally move him to a well-ventilated room. A secret room is not good for his injury." Although there were no candles and only night-shining pearls, it was still stuffy in there.
"I'll arrange it." Su Wenqing wrote down everything. Seeing Feng Qingchen carrying the medicine box and blindfolding herself, Su Wenqing had to say that this woman was extremely smart. Even though they had a good relationship, she would not ask or even look at anything that she shouldn't ask or know.
"Qingchen, my brother has abdominal cramps. It's a rare opportunity for me to invite you to my house. Please help my brother take a look." Su Wenqing didn't give Feng Qingchen any chance to refuse and took him away directly.
Su Wenqing's hands are still as hot as before!
Feng Qingchen was very unhappy, but she could only endure it.
Smooth and tender, Su Wenqing felt his heart fluttering as he held Feng Qingchen's hand. He thought to himself: I wonder how Feng Qingchen's hands are maintained. They are still so smooth even after holding a knife every day.
Finally arriving at Younger Su's room, Feng Qingchen withdrew his hand immediately, but Su Wenqing seemed to have lost something and wished he could hold his hand again.
Little brother Su Wenhang was the child that Feng Qingchen rescued in the morgue. This guy had already fallen asleep and Feng Qingchen had no intention of waking him up.
"Light the lamp!" Feng Qingchen gave the order to the eldest son of the Su family very naturally.
If a child suffers from abdominal colic, unless it is due to a physical problem, it is mostly due to indigestion or eating something bad.
Feng Qingchen had examined Su Wenhang before in the morgue. The boy was very healthy. After taking a look at his somewhat sallow complexion and gently pressing his stomach, Feng Qingchen understood.
He threw three packets of pagoda candy to Su Wenqing: "Give this to him, half a packet a day, it will work soon."
Su Wenqing believed in Feng Qingchen's medical skills, and Su Wenhang also believed in her. When Su Wenhang woke up the next day, he kept complaining, "Brother, Sister Feng is here, why didn't you wake me up? Sister Feng saved my life, and it would be fine if you didn't let me go to thank her, but why didn't you let me see Sister Feng when she came?"
Su Wenhang is a very good-looking little boy. He is one of those little boys who has a long face and looks serious and old-fashioned. He is so cute.
If Feng Qingchen saw it, he would definitely praise the little boy or girl. They are indeed the cutest things. Just looking at them makes people feel good and all the depression disappears.
"Brother, you're not afraid that after Sister Feng sees me, she will like me and not you, right?" Su Wenhang looked proud and threw the pagoda candy into his mouth.
Su Wenqing turned his eyes away silently and no one bothered to pay attention to Su Wenqing.
What a stupid kid, he's thinking about all kinds of things at such a young age.
"It's worthy of being the medicine prescribed by Sister Feng. It's not bitter at all. Sister Feng is really amazing. I want to marry someone like Sister Feng in the future." Su Wenhang ate the pagoda candy and smiled until his eyes were only a slit, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.
"Ouch, brother, my stomach hurts." Su Wenhang held his stomach and yelled, his little face turned frighteningly pale, and he rolled around in the bed.
Su Wenqing's face changed, and he immediately hugged Su Wenhang: "Wenhang, don't scare me, doctor, go get the doctor."
The relative Su Wenqing cares about most is Su Wenhang, he is his only relative.
"Gurgle, gurgle..." My stomach is growling.
"Brother, don't call the doctor, I just need to go to the toilet."
"Okay, I'll carry you over."
In ancient times, young masters from wealthy families did not need to go to the toilet. There was a wooden barrel for toilets behind the screen, and maids would clean up after they used the toilet.
After a while of splashing, Su Wenhang felt pain all over his body. Su Wenqing felt the stench was terrible and the incense couldn't suppress it. Just as he was about to wait outside, Su Wenhang shouted: "Ah, brother, little snake, little snake, I pulled out the little snake!"
The Su Mansion was in chaos. Su Wenqing's first thought was to carry his brother to the Feng Mansion. However, when the two Su brothers arrived at the Feng Mansion, Feng Qingchen was not there.
"Mr. Su, I'm sorry, my master has been asked to leave by the prefect." Sun Sixing changed his usual silly look and looked serious.
There was no way. Feng Qingchen was so busy because of his father. His father was really too much. He couldn't handle Prince Xiling's injury well, so he pushed his master out.
This morning, he was framed by his father again...
"He was taken away by the prefect. Did he tell her what happened?" Su Wenqing was worried that the prefect of Kyoto had arrested Feng Qingchen and was asking about Bu Jingyun's whereabouts.
Su Wenhang didn't have so many thoughts at all: "Brother, go and save Sister Feng quickly, don't let her get hurt, Sister Feng is my future wife."
The little boys' stomachaches were gone. When they heard that Feng Qingchen was taken away by the Kyoto governor's men, they forgot about the fear of pulling out the little snake.
"Let's go." Su Wenqing was like a whirlwind, leaving Sun Sixing no time to explain.
"Sun Sixing, where is your master?"
As soon as Su Wenqing left, Zhai Dongming came.
"My Lord, my master was taken away by the prefect." Sun Sixing said cooperatively. Just as he was about to explain why his master was taken away by the prefect, he saw Zhai Dongming climb on his horse and ride towards the hall of the prefectural governor in Kyoto...
"Feng Qingchen, you are a woman who is not afraid of causing trouble."
From a distance, I heard a complaint...
Coincidentally, not long after Zhai Dongming left, Xie San and Wang Qi also came. Xie San came under the pretext of visiting his second aunt, while Wang Qi came to ask about the Prince of Xiling. As a result, when the two heard what Sun Sixing said, they jumped on the carriage and left again without asking the reason...