237 shirk responsibility and let Feng Qingchen do it herself
Feng Qingchen was seriously injured, especially her legs, which were almost completely unharmed. Even the imperial doctors couldn't believe that Feng Qingchen could walk such a long distance while dragging her legs like that and still kneel in front of the emperor.
What kind of perseverance is needed to achieve this!
Sympathy is sympathy, they still do what they have to do, and they will not be nicer to Feng Qingchen just because of sympathy. Faced with Feng Qingchen's leg injury, the imperial doctors looked at each other and no one wanted to step forward.
The inner thigh, this part is really very embarrassing. Even if Feng Qingchen has a bad reputation, she is still a woman. How could these imperial doctors dare to touch her?
Normally, this injury would be treated by a female doctor, but Feng Qingchen's injured area was too large, and there was too much dust and dead flesh on the wound, all of which had to be removed, otherwise the wound would become infected.
Cleaning wounds is a delicate matter, and the female doctor simply cannot do these things. And if the wound on Feng Qingchen's leg is not treated properly, her legs will be crippled.
"Doctor Lin, what do you think?" The emperor sent three doctors, headed by Doctor Lin, who was nearly fifty years old. After Doctor Zhou took the patient's pulse, he asked for his opinion.
"Why are you looking at me? Doctor Wang, you are the best at treating external injuries. Your Wang family has a good relationship with Feng Qingchen. Just clean the wound on Feng Qingchen's leg. I think she will be grateful to you when she wakes up." Doctor Lin pointed at a young doctor.
"Doctor Lin, I'm just a branch of the Wang family. The one who has a good relationship with Feng Qingchen is the eldest son." Doctor Wang took three steps back to show his unwillingness.
Are you kidding? He entered the Imperial Hospital at such a young age. What if Feng Qingchen uses this matter to rely on him and wants to marry him? Doctor Wang thought about it and suggested:
"Doctor Lin, Feng Qingchen is an expert in treating arrow wounds and knife wounds. Why don't we wake her up first and let her clean herself up."
Zhai Dongming heard this outside the door and was so angry that he wanted to kill someone. He threw Sun Sixing aside and rushed in: "What do you mean by letting Feng Qingchen do it herself? You don't have eyes. Feng Qingchen is injured like this, and you let her do it herself. Do you have any heart?
Is this how the Emperor wants you to treat Feng Qingchen? Is this how the Emperor wants you to treat meritorious officials? Doctor Zhou, Doctor Lin, Feng Qingchen is younger than your daughter, but look at what your daughter is doing? What is Feng Qingchen doing? How can you say such things after she has brought glory to the country? "
Zhai Dongming was already dissatisfied with the emperor because of Feng Qingchen's matter. When he saw that the imperial physician sent by the emperor did not take Feng Qingchen's life and injuries seriously at all, Zhai Dongming became even more angry.
If, if General Feng were still alive, he would never watch his daughter suffer like this. Even if it cost him his life, he would stand up and block Feng Qingchen.
No, if General Feng was still alive, Su Wan and Xiling Yaohua would not dare to treat Feng Qingchen like this. Aren't they just sure that Feng Qingchen is alone and easy to bully?
"Your Highness, that's not what I meant. It's just that Miss Feng's injury is really difficult to treat." Doctor Lin groaned in his heart.
Oh my god, didn’t this killer leave? Why is he back again?
The distance from the palace to Feng Mansion was not long, but Zhai Dongming was extremely anxious and urged them along the way, furious. They were almost scared to death, fearing that this gentleman would be unhappy and kill them with a knife.
"Can you just ignore it if it's difficult to handle? If it was Princess Anping who was injured today, would you also say to wake Princess Anping up and let her apply medicine on herself?" Zhai Dongming is a stubborn person. In his opinion, the suffering that Feng Qingchen suffered today was all borne by Princess Anping.
Princess Anping was an idiot. She had the courage to fight, but fled when she saw the danger. As a soldier, Zhai Dongming hated people who fled from the battlefield the most. If the other party was not a princess, Zhai Dongming would have rushed forward to teach her a lesson.
Doctor Lin was sweating profusely, but he didn't dare to wipe it off: "My Lord, I will clean Miss Feng's wound right away."
He gave a wink to Doctor Wang, who was unwilling but still stepped forward obediently.
"No need. I won't bother you imperial doctors with my master's injury." Sun Sixing held the medicine box and gasped for breath while leaning against the doorpost.
He happened to be back at the Sun Residence. Zhai Dongming dragged him all the way here from the Sun Residence and almost took his life. No wonder the master said that a doctor must have good physical strength.
These two fools were so anxious that they forgot that they could ride horses.
"It's Sixing who is here. That's just right. I'll leave your master to you." Doctor Lin and Sun Zhengdao were colleagues. He also knew that Sun Sixing was Feng Qingchen's disciple. He had often mocked Sun Zhengdao for this.
Sun Sixing had worked in the Imperial Medical Service before, and he had seen a lot of irresponsible things happening on the part of the imperial physicians. He left the Imperial Medical Service because he was dissatisfied with the cowardly and fearful behavior of the imperial physicians.
The patients treated by the imperial physicians were either members of the royal family or the powerful. Due to the special nature of the patients, the imperial physicians became more timid. The doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau always used the most conservative treatment methods.
It doesn’t matter if the cure cannot be achieved, as long as it doesn’t kill the patient. It doesn’t matter if the cure is slow, as long as it is effective.
Of course, this cannot be blamed on the imperial physicians. There was nothing they could do. In a place like the Imperial Medical Bureau, one careless mistake could result in the loss of one's head. They really did not have the courage to take the risk.
Sun Sixing did not make things difficult for the three doctors, and politely sent them off: "Goodbye, three doctors. I'm sorry that I can't see you off."
"It's okay. Saving lives is the most important thing." Doctor Lin and his companions didn't stay for even a moment, and ran out with their medicine boxes.
"Young Master, please help me carry Master to the cabin." After checking Feng Qingchen's condition, Sun Sixing felt a slight pain in his heart, but also relieved.
It's not as serious as the imperial physician said, it's just that the person suffered more. Master's injury will heal after some recuperation. The imperial physicians always like to exaggerate, as if they are afraid that others don't know how much they have done.
Compared with the imperial physicians, Zhai Dongming trusts Sun Sixing more. Sun Sixing is a disciple taught by Sun Zhengdao, and his medical skills are only higher than those of the three imperial physicians just now.
This was the first time Zhai Dongming stepped into Feng Qingchen's cabin, but he didn't have time to take a closer look. Sun Sixing had no intention of guarding against Zhai Dongming. Putting on a white coat and medical gloves, Sun Sixing took out disinfectant, medicine, and bandages from the cabinet.
Zhai Dongming was a calm person. Seeing Sun Sixing take out a row of strange things, he knew that saving people was the most important thing and did not ask any more questions.
"Master, your wound is too large. It will be painful to clean it. I will give you local anesthesia."
With a "pop", Sun Sixing skillfully knocked open the glass bottle and used a syringe to extract the liquid inside.
"No, Sixing... don't need anesthesia, I can do it." Feng Qingchen did not faint, she just didn't have the strength to open her eyes. When she heard Sun Sixing's words, she immediately raised her objection.
Her wound was too large to be sutured, so cleaning and applying medicine would be enough. Although anesthesia was good, it would affect the recovery of the wound. Besides, she hated the feeling after anesthesia the most.
His mind was clear but his body could not move. Feng Qingchen felt like a little white mouse on an operating table, without any ability to resist and could only be slaughtered.
She didn't like that, the feeling of being at the mercy of others was terrible.
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