416 Rejection, who made you so selfish
The wound cracked and festered, but it was not a difficult injury to treat. The reason why Feng Qingchen had a cold face was just to give Xiling Tianyu a warning and let him behave himself.
An uncooperative patient will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to the doctor, and she wants to nip the trouble in the bud.
After sewing the wound again and applying medicine, Feng Qingchen injected Xiling Tianyu with an anti-inflammatory drug. In fact, an IV drip would be better, but the conditions did not allow it now, so Xiling Tianyu could only endure it.
"Dang." The needle tip fell into the stainless steel bucket. The sound was crisp and bright, and it brought everyone's thoughts back.
"Doctor Feng, is everything okay?" Xiling Tianyu took a look at his left leg that was tied up like a bun and breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Qingchen was indeed extraordinary. No wonder she could win the heart of the Ninth Prince, who had such high standards. If he met a woman like this... he would not let her go. It had nothing to do with love, but only because Feng Qingchen was worthy. Unfortunately, he was one step late for the Ninth Prince.
Feng Qingchen said as he packed up the utensils: "It won't be a problem for now. Second Prince, you should also be more careful. Don't torment your leg anymore. The wound can't be opened again. I won't be so easy to talk to next time. In addition, Second Prince, remember to avoid eating. Don't even touch the food I wrote above for the next three months, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
It's not that Feng Qingchen threatened Xiling Tianyu, it's just that he was too opinionated and insisted on his own way without listening to others' advice. You have to know that the wound on Xiling Tianyu's body was the wound between the prosthetic limb and the stump, and the prosthetic limb and the stump are difficult to grow together. If Xiling Tianyu continued to make trouble, it is very likely that the prosthetic limb and the stump will not be able to merge, and then it will be a real amputation.
"I understand. There won't be a next time." Xiling Tianyu had never been scolded so badly in his life, but he was the one who made the mistake first. Besides, Feng Qingchen was doing it for his own good, so he had to accept it even if he was dissatisfied.
"The same goes for you guys. If it's really for the Second Prince's good, don't agree to his unreasonable requests. I can't always show up so promptly. Tomorrow I will compete with Su Wan, and I don't even know when I will be free by then." Feng Qingchen closed the medicine box with a "snap" and said to Xiling Tianyu's maid.
"Yes, Miss Feng." Xiling Tianyu's maid was much more obedient than last time, probably because she regarded Feng Qingchen as half a master. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen did not appreciate it and left with the medicine box.
She was going to compete with Su Wan tomorrow, but the Ninth Prince and Xiling Tianyu brought her here this evening. I don't know whether they think too highly of her or are too selfish. These two people only think about themselves and don't take her affairs seriously at all.
Xiling Tianyu didn't know that the Ninth Prince didn't know what the competition between her and Su Wan was about. If it weren't for the Ninth Prince, she wouldn't have been in such a dilemma.
"Feng..." Xiling Tianyu originally wanted to show some concern about tomorrow's competition, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen only left him his back.
"What a little hot pepper! I'm afraid only the Ninth Prince would dare to eat it. Ordinary people don't dare to touch it." Xiling Tianyu found a way out for himself. The maid knew in her heart that her prince had suffered at the hands of Feng Qingchen, but she couldn't do anything to Feng Qingchen, so she was comforting herself now.
The maid lowered her head and sneered, secretly happy in her heart, as it turned out that there is always someone who can subdue another, and their prince had finally met someone who could subdue him.
As soon as Feng Qingchen went out, he saw the Ninth Uncle standing in front of the wooden house, with his hands clasped together, bathing in the setting sun. There was a very faint halo on his body, making him look sacred and lonely.
Feng Qingchen was distracted for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she realized that the Ninth Prince might be waiting for her, otherwise why would he stand in front of Xiling Tianyu's cottage instead of anywhere else.
"Ninth Uncle." Feng Qingchen said softly.
"How is the Second Prince's injury?" The Ninth Prince turned around with his back to the light, making his face a little blurry.
"Everything is normal." Feng Qingchen blinked, allowing himself to adapt to the strong light.
"It's okay. Come on, accompany me for a walk." The Ninth Prince did not give Feng Qingchen a chance to refuse, and walked directly to the path on the left.
Well, he remembered that the scenery there was nice and Feng Qingchen should like it, the Ninth Prince thought.
"Ninth Uncle, please tell me what's the matter. Qingchen still needs to go back to the city." If it were any other time, Feng Qingchen would not suggest wasting this little time, but not today.
Even if she was calm and no longer worried about tomorrow's competition, she still had to take time to prepare. Besides, the matter of the ice harp had not been resolved yet, so how could she have the leisure to accompany the Ninth Prince?
The Ninth Prince stopped in his tracks, his body stiffened, his face was dark and smelly, he turned around and stared at Feng Qingchen for a long time, but Feng Qingchen looked calm, the Ninth Prince was so angry that he suffered internal injuries.
"Are you worried about tomorrow's competition?" Fortunately, the Ninth Prince still had some rationality and knew why Feng Qingchen was in a hurry to return to the city.
"yes."
"You are actually worried about tomorrow's competition?" From the announcement of the competition until today, Feng Qingchen has always looked calm and composed. The Ninth Prince always thought that Feng Qingchen was sure to win.
"Of course I'm worried." How could she not be worried when it comes to her own life and death? She also doesn't know what tricks the Queen is playing. Feng Qingchen now only hopes that Lan Jiuqing can find the danger hidden in the Ice String Harp.
"What? You don't think you can win?"
"In any competition, the odds of winning or losing are fifty-fifty. How can I be sure that I will win before it even starts?" Even if you are absolutely sure, there is no guarantee that there will not be unexpected things happening. No one can say that they are the winner until the last moment.
Even a perfect operation can fail due to postoperative infection. Feng Qingchen never overestimates himself or underestimates his enemies. In tomorrow's competition, Su Wan will be a strong enemy.
The Ninth Prince was silent for a moment and then said, "If you don't want to, I can cancel the competition for you tomorrow." This is not considered an escape, the Ninth Prince thought.
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Nine. There's no need to cancel. Although Qingchen may not win, at least he won't lose too badly. As I said before, winning and losing is fifty-fifty, and no one knows the outcome until the very end." Feng Qingchen refused unceremoniously.
Cancel? If the Ninth Prince really wanted to cancel the competition between her and Su Wan, he would not have provoked the Su family's hostility towards her in the first place. You have to know that tomorrow's competition was entirely facilitated by the Ninth Prince, and she and Su Wan were just pawns in the hands of the Ninth Prince.
"Go ahead and fight with Su Wan. No matter what happens, remember that I'm here and no one can hurt you at all." The Ninth Prince knew Feng Qingchen's concerns and made a promise immediately.
No matter what happens, he will not let Feng Qingchen get hurt.
"Thank you, Uncle Ninth Prince." Feng Qingchen did not take Uncle Ninth Prince's assurance seriously. Profit comes first. In the face of sufficient profit, anyone can be sacrificed, and she, Feng Qingchen, is no exception.
"I will send someone to escort you back to the capital." The Ninth Prince no longer forced Feng Qingchen to accompany him to see the scenery. This canyon has always been here, and Feng Qingchen can come here anytime. Besides, her current mood is not suitable for strolling around.
"Thank you, Uncle Nine." It seemed that Feng Qingchen couldn't find anything else to say except thank you.
Facing the unfamiliar and polite Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince sighed softly and said nothing more.
Maybe it's good this way, a little distance, a little secret, give each other enough space, they still have a long way to go in the future...