405 Return to the city, the secret is always a secret

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. As soon as the Ninth Prince closed his eyes, the scene of Feng Qingchen taking something out of thin air from the small light spot in his hand emerged in his mind. The picture was enough to make people shudder.

Ghosts? If he was not sure that Feng Qingchen was a living person and knew that she would get hurt and bleed, the Ninth Prince would really suspect that Feng Qingchen was some kind of fox demon.

In the palace, the emperor received the news that the mission failed and has been sitting in the imperial study. No one knows what he is thinking or what he is doing.

In the operating room, Feng Qingchen didn't even blink, and his hands moved faster and faster.

She must complete the operation before dawn and then rush back to the imperial city. Her competition with Su Wan will be in two days, and the Queen's reward will definitely come in these two days. She has to stay in the courtyard in the west district waiting for the Queen's reward and cannot let the Queen find out that she has left the city in the middle of the night.

However, no matter how urgent Feng Qingchen was, he would not joke with the patient's life. Although his hands moved quickly, they were still orderly. He moved step by step and tried his best to do his best at every step.

At dawn, Feng Qingchen finally completed the operation, tied a beautiful surgical knot, and placed the scalpel and hemostatic forceps on the surgical tray. Only then did Feng Qingchen relax.

He took a deep breath and moved his sore arms and neck to ease the pain a little. Then Feng Qingchen took out the saline bottle and gave Xiling Tianyu an anti-inflammatory drink. Then he turned around and took out the protective gear and bandaged the surgical incision.

Feng Qingchen was thankful that it was early autumn and the weather was cool, so the wound would not easily become infected and inflamed.

After finishing the follow-up chores, Feng Qingchen activated the smart medical kit and examined Xiling Tianyu. Seeing the values ​​on it, Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction and announced solemnly: "The operation was successful."

While Xiling Tianlei was receiving an IV drip, Feng Qingchen began to tidy up the things on the operating table, cleaning up what needed to be cleaned and throwing away what needed to be thrown away. After cleaning up things like the microscope, Feng Qingchen put them back one by one, and took out the medicine that Xiling Tianlei was going to use from the smart medical bag. He labeled them one by one to make it easier for the people who were taking care of Xiling Tianyu to not take the wrong ones.

At this time, the number representing medical ethics began to flash on the panel of the smart medical kit.

"Twelve points of medical ethics, not bad. Although I didn't receive the medical fee, I accumulated seven points of medical ethics. Anyway, it's not too bad." Feng Qingchen closed the smart medical kit with satisfaction.

Xiling Tianyu's message had not been finished so quickly, so Feng Qingchen leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and prepared to take a break before writing down the precautions.

The bright firelight reflected on Feng Qingchen's face, softening her cold and hard facial lines. In addition, Feng Qingchen looked tired and pale, and the whole person looked particularly weak. If possible, I really want to lend her a shoulder to lean on so that she doesn't have to work so hard.

Unfortunately... the Ninth Prince was so angry that he smashed the mirror. He did not see how Feng Qingchen was almost exhausted after the operation.

When the sun rose from the other side of the horizon, Xiling Tianyu's intravenous drip was finished. Feng Qingchen checked again and again, and after making sure there was no problem, he opened the door of the operating room and pushed Xiling Tianyu out.

When the guards around heard the noise, they rushed forward immediately with murderous intent and surrounded Feng Qingchen.

It was obvious that these people's murderous intent was directed at Feng Qingchen. If Xiling Tianyu had any accident, Feng Qingchen would have no chance of getting out alive.

"Miss Feng." Eight blue-shirted guards and eight purple-shirted maids greeted her politely and went straight forward to check on Xiling Tianyu's condition. After making sure that Xiling Tianyu's breathing was stable, they put away their murderous intent and turned around to check Xiling Tianyu's left leg.

"Is your highness's leg healed?" the purple-shirted maid exclaimed. Although the new prosthesis Xiling Tianyu had installed was different from human skin, it definitely looked like a calf, and was even the same size as Xiling Tianyu's right calf, but the prosthesis was a little stiff and rigid.

"Not yet. It will take at least three months before he can get out of bed and walk. This is just the first step." It will take another hundred days for the broken bones to heal, and at least three months for the prosthetic foot to grow together with the skin. During this period, Xiling Tianyu cannot use force with his left leg.

After three months, it doesn't mean that he will be able to walk like a normal person immediately. After all, it is a prosthesis, and Xiling Tianyu needs a period of adaptation. In addition, Xiling Tianyu has not walked for a long time, and he will definitely not be used to it after wearing the prosthesis. By then, Xiling Tianyu will need a rehabilitation therapist.

Feng Qingchen felt upset when she thought of these trivial matters. In modern times, after she had the operation, there was basically nothing to worry about, and there were professional doctors to follow up on the follow-up matters. But now it was not possible, and she had to take care of everything.

"This is medicine for the Second Prince. It will help his wounds heal. I have written down the usage and dosage above. These are the precautions. You must strictly follow the requirements and take care of the Second Prince." Feng Qingchen handed the pre-written medical instructions and detailed nursing knowledge to the leading purple-clothed maid.

The purple-clothed maid took a quick glance and found it was not difficult, so she nodded. She knew very well that they could not afford to offend the woman in front of them named Feng Qingchen for the time being, at least not until their prince's leg was healed.

"Pay more attention to the Second Prince's body temperature. If he shows signs of fever, be sure to tell me. If his wound is red and swollen, tell me immediately." At this point, Feng Qingchen frowned slightly and suggested, "You'd better arrange for the Second Prince to stay in the city. I will visit him every two days. If you can't go back to the city, it's best to arrange for a few people who understand medical knowledge to take care of the Second Prince."

Postoperative recovery is important and she doesn't want anything to go wrong with the last step.

"Doctor Feng, you'd better stay here until our prince recovers." As Feng Qingchen spoke, the purple-clothed maid's expression became more and more solemn.

They originally thought that everything would be fine after the prosthesis was installed, but they didn't expect that there would be so many things to happen later. If an accident happened, their prince's leg would be crippled.

Thinking of this, the purple-clothed maid became even more worried and gave a look to the guard beside her. The guard nodded slightly and moved slightly, blocking Feng Qingchen's way without leaving a trace.

If it were an ordinary doctor, he might not notice the slight movements of the guards, but as a military doctor who has been active on the battlefield, Feng Qingchen knew very well what the movements of these guards meant.

They blocked her way out, and she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.

The strength of the enemy and us was too different. Feng Qingchen pretended not to notice anything and held the operating box in his arms: "I'm sorry, I can't stay here to take care of your Highness. You should know that I will have a competition with the young lady of the Nanling Su family in two days. Do you think I can stay here? In addition, fever and swelling of the wound will not necessarily occur. I remind you just in case. If such a situation occurs, you should inform me in time and I will take care of it. I promise that this will not affect your Highness's recovery."

Feng Qingchen was good at both soft and hard tactics, and she was not worried at all that the other party would detain her here. If there was no competition with Su Wan, these people might have forced her to stay here, but now Feng Qingchen was sure that the other party would not dare to do so.

Sure enough, after hearing Feng Qingchen's words, the purple-clothed maid's face turned red, white, and finally blue like a palette. This is Dongling, not Xiling, and their words do not count.

Feng Qingchen held the operating box in both hands, looking relaxed and not nervous at all. Finally, the purple-clothed maid compromised and said with gritted teeth: "In this case, we will not force Doctor Feng. I hope that Doctor Feng can arrive in time when we look for him."

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor and I will be responsible for my patients. But you'd better choose a time. You know, I can't help myself these days." If she had known in advance that she would compete with Su Wan, she would not have scheduled the operation at this time. But it didn't matter much. Xiling Tianyu was surrounded by doctors with good medical skills and nurses who were comparable to professionals.

"Thank you, Miss Feng." The purple-clothed maid was definitely a flexible person. Knowing that she would have to use Feng Qingchen in the future, her tone and actions became much more respectful. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen would not take such superficial things seriously at all.

"You're welcome. This is what I should do. If there is nothing else, please arrange for someone to send me back to the city. It's almost dawn. If I don't go back to the city, I'm afraid something might happen." This was the fact, and Feng Qingchen didn't mean to be threatening.

"Okay." The purple-clothed maid readily agreed and gave a few instructions to the guard on her left, who immediately went down to make arrangements.

A hint of doubt flashed across Feng Qingchen's eyes. Why did it seem like this place was completely taken over by Xiling Tianyu's people? Where was the Ninth Prince?

Since she came out until now, she has not seen the shadow of the Ninth Prince, which makes Feng Qingchen very puzzled. Then she thinks of the assassination last night, and Feng Qingchen is relieved again. The Ninth Prince should have dealt with this matter overnight.

After all, being able to ambush assassins on the route that the Ninth Prince had to pass showed that things were not simple. If the Ninth Prince himself had not been good at martial arts, they would have been in trouble last night. Those archers alone could have shot them into a hornet's nest.

The horses and the accompanying personnel were quickly arranged. Feng Qingchen nodded to Xiling Tianyu's guards, climbed on the horse and prepared to leave. Before she could pull the reins, she was stopped by the purple-clothed woman: "Miss Feng, what is this?"

Feng Qingchen quickly stopped what he was doing and looked back: "The pain-relieving stick, the Second Prince's wound will hurt when he wakes up, that thing can relieve the pain, I will just take it off next time I come."

Feng Qingchen left the answer and walked away gracefully, leaving Xiling Tianyu's guards and maids behind.

She was in a hurry. She had to go back before breakfast, otherwise she would have to find a reason to explain to Tong Jue and Tong Yao why she was out.

The people who escorted Feng Qingchen back to the city were the reinforcements that the Ninth Prince had sent last night. They were familiar with each other, so Feng Qingchen relaxed her guard on the way. Compared to Xiling Tianyu, she certainly believed in the Ninth Prince. At least the Ninth Prince would not take her life...

The Ninth Prince stood on the top of the northern mountain and watched Feng Qingchen leave. For the first time, helplessness and hesitation appeared in his deep eyes. Looking at Feng Qingchen walking farther and farther away, the Ninth Prince sighed softly.

A secret is a secret after all. Even if he knew Feng Qingchen's secret, he could only pretend not to know it, just like his own secret could not be told to Feng Qingchen!

Feng Qingchen, I hope that one day, we can be honest with each other and no longer have any secrets between us!

Feng Qingchen left the valley, and the Ninth Prince also came down from the top of the mountain. He had to deal with the assassination from last night. He had already wasted a whole night and could not waste any more time.

There is no time. He does not have much time to spend with Jingshe and on Feng Qingchen's secret...

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