386 Watching the show, the Ninth Prince is angry
Feng Qingchen, carrying a special medicine box, followed the Ninth Prince's men to a courtyard in the imperial city. Feng Qingchen didn't know where the place was exactly. The imperial city was very large, and there were many places Feng Qingchen had never been to and was not familiar with.
After entering, I saw the Ninth Prince and a stunningly handsome man in the room. I heard from the people behind him that the stunning man was Xiling's second prince, Xiling Tianyu.
The Ninth Prince himself is noble and handsome, and the one next to him can be called stunning. You can imagine how handsome Xiling Tianyu is. Even Feng Qingchen was stunned when she saw the man.
He is handsome, with fair complexion, a sickly look on his face, and a hint of depression between his brows. Unlike Xiling Tianlei's arrogance, Xiling Tianyu looks approachable, sitting in a wheelchair in luxurious brocade clothes, as quiet as a virgin, not startled by the slightest bit of dust.
"Ahem...Feng Qingchen." Seeing another man lose consciousness in front of her, Feng Qingchen was really brave. The Ninth Prince was angry, but it was a pity that his anger was not obvious, and no one knew it except him.
Feng Qingchen came back to his senses and did not feel that he was being rude. He bowed calmly as a gesture of greeting: "Greetings to the Ninth Uncle and the Second Prince."
The visual impact was too great, and it was normal for her to be temporarily distracted. It was not her fault for not having enough concentration, but her fault for being too strong.
"No need for that." Under normal circumstances, the Ninth Prince would not be willing to let Feng Qingchen perform the kneeling ceremony. Xiling Tianyu also knew the relationship between the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. With his intelligence, he certainly knew that there must be something between the two of them. For the sake of the Ninth Prince, he would not make things difficult for Feng Qingchen.
"Miss Qingchen, you're welcome." The voice was soft and pleasant, making people feel good about it.
"Thank you, Ninth Uncle, Second Prince." Feng Qingchen was of course not polite and stood up immediately. This shows how much she hates bowing to others.
The Ninth Prince came here specially to watch the show today. Even though he was somewhat dissatisfied with Feng Qingchen's "love affair", he did not show it and directly ordered Feng Qingchen to treat Xiling Tianyu.
Feng Qingchen didn't say much and stepped forward obediently. Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, smell, questioning and palpation. In fact, Western medicine also emphasizes observation. The difference between patients and normal people is very obvious.
Although Xiling Tianyu looked sick, Feng Qingchen couldn't tell. He didn't look like he was seriously ill. It was more like he hadn't seen the sun for years and was depressed. Seeing him sitting in a wheelchair, Feng Qingchen knew what the problem was without having to think about it.
Feng Qingchen glanced up and down at Xiling Tianyu, and his eyes fell on his feet: "Second Prince has a leg disease?"
"Yes." Xiling Tianyu smiled faintly, but Feng Qingchen saw loneliness and sadness in his eyes, as well as a hint of anger and embarrassment.
Feng Qingchen didn't care. Many patients were like this. When there was no hope of treatment, their hearts would inevitably become twisted. In fact, Xiling Tianyu and Wang Jinling were in a similar situation, except that Wang Jinling was more open-minded, cheerful, and contented than Xiling Tianyu.
Even though Wang Jinling is blind, he still loves life and manages his life very well. He does not complain about the world or the unfairness of fate. Wang Jinling always knows what to do to be best for himself and always knows how to make himself happy.
But Xiling Tianyu was different. Feng Qingchen could clearly feel his melancholy and unwillingness, even a hint of world-weariness. This was the normal mentality of a patient. It was just that with someone as calm and composed as Wang Jinling around, Xiling Tianyu fell inferior in Feng Qingchen's eyes.
"Second Prince, I want to check it for you now. I wonder if it is convenient for you." Feng Qingchen put the box on the table and asked.
Xiling Tianyu was about to refuse, but the Ninth Prince said at the right time: "Tianyu, let her see."
From the way he addressed the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen understood that the two men had a good relationship. No wonder Xiling Tianyu appeared in Dongling at this time. It turned out that he came to help the Ninth Prince to deal with Xiling Tianlei.
"Miss Qingchen, please go ahead." Although she agreed, Feng Qingchen could hear the unhappiness in the other party's tone. Feng Qingchen pretended not to know and squatted naturally at Xiling Tianyu's feet.
Ever since Feng Qingchen came in, the Ninth Prince's eyes had been glued to Feng Qingchen. They were confident, rigorous, and indifferent. Feng Qingchen always had this expression when facing the wounded. Even if they were people who were closest to her, she was still so cold, as if she had no extra emotions.
She obviously hated kneeling, but when she wanted to check Xiling Tianyu's leg disease, she could squat at Xiling Tianyu's feet without any care. It was obviously such a humble action, but when Feng Qingchen did it, people dared not look down on her.
What a contradictory woman.
"Everyone, leave." The Ninth Prince knew that Xiling Tianyu didn't like too many people knowing about his leg disease, so he shouted everyone else out of the room.
Feng Qingchen didn't think it was a big deal. The more powerful a person is, the more they would avoid having their injuries known to outsiders. Feng Qingchen lifted up Xiling Tianyu's trouser leg, paused for a moment, and quickly came to her senses.
Xiling Tianyu's left foot below the calf is completely necrotic, and his left foot is as big as that of a three-year-old child, skinny and withered. No wonder Xiling Tianyu doesn't like people to see it and is unwilling to seek treatment. This injury is simply incurable.
No wonder the Ninth Prince said that when he saw her performance, he looked so gloating, so that's how it is.
Feng Qingchen was puzzled. The Ninth Prince should have known that such an injury could not be cured, so why would he spend so much effort to ask her to come and treat it? Did the Ninth Prince know that she could come up with a solution?
That's really strange.
Feng Qingchen shook his head and put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind. He took off the shoes and socks on Xiling Tianlei's left foot without any disgust. He held the skinny and withered left leg in his hand and examined it carefully. The smart medical kit had already been opened. However, Feng Qingchen could have checked it out without the smart medical kit.
The skinny and wrinkled calves formed a sharp contrast with the fair hands, which looked awkward no matter how you looked at it, at least that was how Xiling Tianyu felt.
His calf limply collapsed in Feng Qingchen's palm, allowing Feng Qingchen to manipulate it. Xiling Tianyu was shocked at first and then extremely embarrassed. He wanted to pull his foot back, as he always felt that his most embarrassing side was exposed under the sun.
But seeing Feng Qingchen's serious expression, without any disdain or disgust, Xiling Tianlei withdrew his plan, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and let Feng Qingchen check.
Feng Qingchen was the first doctor who did not directly say "It's incurable" after seeing his foot injury, and the first person who was not surprised when seeing his shrunken left foot.
Xiling Tianyu stared at Feng Qingchen's every move without blinking, not wanting to miss any of her expressions. Unfortunately, as a professional doctor, Feng Qingchen had no extra expressions except for the initial shock.
Xiling Tianyu was helpless and could only look at the Ninth Uncle and ask: "Can she really cure it?" Even the master of the Divine Doctor Valley said that his foot could not be cured. Could Feng Qingchen be able to do it?
It is not impossible. Feng Qingchen can cure the eye disease that even the master of the Divine Doctor Valley said is incurable, and let Wang Jinling see again. Of course, it is also possible that he can cure his leg disease.
However, what puzzled Xiling Tianyu was that didn't Feng Qingchen say that she was a disciple of the Divine Doctor Valley? Could it be that her medical skills were better than the master of the Divine Doctor Valley?
The Ninth Prince shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. He came purely to laugh at Feng Qingchen, but he didn't see Feng Qingchen's joke. Instead, he saw that Feng Qingchen was extremely serious and focused.
Looking at Feng Qingchen's appearance, the Ninth Prince also doubted that she could help Xiling Tianyu stand up again.
Xiling Tianyu's left calf was like a dead vine, already necrotic, and all the famous doctors in the world said it was impossible to cure. However, the head of the Divine Doctor Valley said it could be cured by transplanting flowers and trees.
The so-called transplantation is to cut off the calf of a good person and then graft it onto Xiling Tianyu's leg. But this is just an idea. For this reason, Xiling Tianyu has used disabled soldiers on the battlefield to practice with him, but he has not succeeded so far.
The master of the Miracle Doctor Valley successfully sewed together the limbs of different people, but not all limbs could heal. Even if they could heal, the limbs would gradually become necrotic after being sutured and could not be used normally.
The most important thing is that many people died of illness after the transplantation. Under such circumstances, Xiling Tianyu simply could not take the risk.
If Feng Qingchen knew about this, he would definitely praise the master of the Divine Doctor Valley. He is definitely a top figure in the medical field, with bold and novel ideas that others dare not think of. As long as he is given enough time, the first allogeneic limb transplant in the Jiuzhou Continent may be successfully performed in his hands.
When Feng Qingchen saw the wound on Xiling Tianyu's leg, she also thought about the issue of allogeneic transplantation, but then she rejected it. The risk of allogeneic transplantation was too great. Xiling Tianyu was too noble. If something happened, she would be the one to suffer.
In ancient times, Feng Qingchen didn't worry about limb donors. There were such things as nobility and privileges everywhere. It was easy for Xiling Tianyu to find limb donors, and HLA matching would not be a problem. If there was a suitable limb, Xiling Tianyu had ways to make the other party willingly provide it.
Everyone is equal, this is what the superiors say to fool ordinary people. No matter in which era, it is impossible to achieve equality for everyone, especially the era she is in now, there is not even superficial equality, it is normal for ordinary people to sacrifice for the powerful, as long as Xiling Tianyu says a word, there will be more limbs for him to choose.
What she was worried about was post-operative rejection and the surgical techniques. She couldn't perform allogeneic transplantation alone, and the operating room environment here couldn't meet her requirements. Too many patients died from post-operative infections, and she couldn't take the risk.
Besides, her medical principles and conscience prevented her from removing limbs from a living person, even if the other party was willing.
She is a doctor, not a butcher. It is better not to save someone than to destroy one person. Everyone is equal in the face of death. She cannot deprive one person of health in exchange for another person's health. This is not what a doctor should do. Therefore, Feng Qingchen immediately rejected this treatment plan. Now there is only one other treatment plan left...
She will not let the Ninth Uncle down!