430 calligraphy, Jiuqing classmate's tragedy

"What are you standing there for? Take off your pants quickly." Feng Qingchen waited for a long time, but Lan Jiuqing didn't move, so she urged him again.

Uh... Lan Jiuqing looked at her silently. He had always known that Feng Qingchen was very tough. As a doctor, Feng Qingchen was more relaxed about the barriers between men and women than ordinary women. But Lan Jiuqing had never thought that Feng Qingchen could be so tough.

A man and a woman were alone in a room, and then she asked him to take off his pants. Didn't she know that this could easily lead to misunderstanding?

Because of Feng Qingchen's words and his own body's reaction, the quick-witted, decisive and brave Lan Jiuqing stood there without saying a word for a long time, and his body was a little stiff.

"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?" Feng Qingchen was getting impatient. He glanced around and estimated that Lan Jiuqing's injuries were too serious for him to do anything. Feng Qingchen threw the blood-stained white cloth in his hand aside, bent down and began to unbutton Lan Jiuqing's pants.

Really, a nurse's job has to be done too.

Feng Qingchen lowered his head to study the knot of his belt, and it took him a long time to untie it. Feng Qingchen was so focused on taking off his pants to treat his wound that he did not notice Lan Jiuqing's unusual cooperation, nor did he notice the cheek under the mask that was so red that blood could drip out.

Feng Qingchen didn't need to take off his pants completely, just pull them down to the wound. In the middle of the process, Feng Qingchen supported Lan Jiuqing's back and motioned Lan Jiuqing to move. Lan Jiuqing also cooperated very well. By the time he reacted, his pants had been pulled down to the important parts of his lower body, and everything that shouldn't be exposed would be exposed.

For the first time, Lan Jiuqing felt that bandaging the wound was a really tiring task, because the wound was very close to his lower body, and Feng Qingchen's wrist would inevitably touch his lower body, and then... Lan Jiuqing found that he had no true energy to react.

boom……

Lan Jiuqing was so embarrassed that he wanted to just pull up his pants and leave, but Feng Qingchen didn't react at all, nor did she notice anything unusual about him. She just focused on bandaging his wound.

Feng Qingchen first used hot water to wipe the blood around his wound, leaving only the hideous wound, then took out a tiny needle from the medicine box and stabbed him.

After the injection, Feng Qingchen cleaned and sutured his wound. He didn't feel any pain. The needle went back and forth in his body, and he only felt tingling as if he was bitten by an ant. Not long after, he felt as if there were ants biting his heart, it itchy, and he had an urge to overwhelm Feng Qingchen...

Lan Jiuqing sighed secretly and calmed his restlessness.

Because of Feng Qingchen's concentration, Lan Jiuqing's attention was also diverted. Looking at Feng Qingchen's beautiful profile, Lan Jiuqing couldn't take his eyes off her for a long time.

He really liked watching Feng Qingchen treating patients. She was cold and rigorous, but also had a compassionate look. Perhaps she didn't even know it herself.

He never gets tired of seeing Feng Qingchen like this.

Then as he watched, Lan Jiuqing found himself in a tragedy.

After Feng Qingchen sutured the wound, he stood up and took out the ointment and bandages from the operating box. When he retracted his wrist, he bumped into Lan Jiuqing's pillar.

The unusually high temperature made Feng Qingchen stay for a moment longer. After understanding what was going on, Feng Qingchen calmly withdrew his hand: "Sorry, it was an accident."

Very informative!

Feng Qingchen glanced at him calmly and turned around calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Boom... Lan Jiuqing felt the blood in his body rushing backwards. The heat on his face had just subsided when it came back again, this time even more intense than before. No matter how Lan Jiuqing adjusted his breathing or calmed his mind, it was useless. His breath became more and more chaotic...

Feng Qingchen took the medicine and skillfully applied it and bandaged Lan Jiuqing. She never thought that Lan Jiuqing would be shy because of this. You have to know that she is a doctor now, and patients have no privacy in front of a doctor. The most important thing is that Lan Jiuqing did not reveal anything. If he really revealed something, she would be the shy one.

"You still have things to do tomorrow, so I'll wrap it a few more times for you. Be careful and try not to touch the wound. If it splits, it will be troublesome." Feng Qingchen helped Lan Jiuqing up, picked up the long bandage, and wrapped it around Lan Jiuqing's waist in circles.

Lan Jiuqing's waist is strong and thin, a perfect waist that a woman's hands can just wrap around. Lan Jiuqing's future wife is blessed, Feng Qingchen thought as he occasionally took a break.

As for Lan Jiuqing's little brother who was still standing at attention, Feng Qingchen simply ignored him. Sorry, her attention was all on the wound at the moment. Even if she saw it, so what? She was not a urologist, and Lan Jiuqing was not here to get a circumcision or something. She didn't need to solve it for Lan Jiuqing.

To prevent the wound from splitting, Feng Qingchen wrapped the bandage around the hips a few more times. After ensuring the wound was fixed, Feng Qingchen tied a knot and cut off the excess bandage.

"Okay, stand up, I'll put on your pants for you." Feng Qingchen didn't treat Lan Jiuqing as a man at all, but directly treated him as a seriously ill patient who couldn't take care of himself.

Lan Jiuqing wanted to say, it's not my hand that's injured, I can put it on myself, but...

Selfishly, he was still willing to accept Feng Qingchen's care. After the wound was bandaged, it was much better than he had imagined. Lan Jiuqing simply stood up to make it easier for Feng Qingchen to put on his pants, but he didn't want to...

With a "pop", the pants that had been pulled back to the hips fell directly to the ground without anyone holding them up. Lan Jiuqing was wearing only a pair of underwear, with his bare legs and a small tent on his body, standing in front of Feng Qingchen.

This shape...

Lan Jiuqing's face turned dark in an instant, and his eyes were like cold pond water, without a trace of warmth. He glared at Feng Qingchen fiercely, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen was not afraid of him at all.

Hahahaha... If Lan Jiuqing wasn't so cold, and if the occasion wasn't wrong, Feng Qingchen really wanted to laugh.

So funny.

Hero, the high and mighty Blue Hero actually made such a fool of himself, hahaha, she was so happy, it was worth it even if she stayed up all night.

Feng Qingchen held back her laughter as she bent down and picked up the pants for Lan Jiuqing.

"Laugh if you want to. Don't hold it in and get hurt." Lan Jiuqing felt a little annoyed and depressed.

His innocence is at risk!

"Cough cough..." Feng Qingchen coughed twice to remind himself to be serious.

"I'm sorry, it's my mistake at work." Feng Qingchen spoke in a businesslike tone, showing no guilt at all. Lan Jiuqing turned his face away, too lazy to argue with Feng Qingchen.

He shouldn't have gone out tonight. Everything went wrong. He would definitely beat Bu Jingyun up when he got back. He felt depressed when he thought about what happened tonight. He behaved so badly in front of Feng Qingchen tonight.

Feng Qingchen was unaware of Lan Jiuqing's troubled mood, and helped Lan Jiuqing pull up his pants. Feng Qingchen pretended not to notice Lan Jiuqing's physical reaction, and calmly fastened Lan Jiuqing's belt. Looking at the big hole in the pants, Feng Qingchen thought for a moment, turned around, took out the needle and thread, and sewed the torn pants in no time.

Surgeons are good at sewing skin and flesh, and their stitches on clothes are also very delicate, provided that they ignore the shape of the pants.

Feng Qingchen sewed the pants like he was sewing a wound. He didn't patch the cut part but simply pulled the side over. The fabric was not leather and had no elasticity. The result was predictable. Lan Jiuqing could only go out wearing this awkward pair of pants that was high on the left and low on the right, tight on the left and loose on the right.

When Lan Jiuqing returned to the secret room of the Su Mansion wearing the pants made by Feng Qingchen, Su Wenqing was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. Jiuqing, who was always particular about his appearance, would actually wear such a "shapely" pair of pants when going out. Isn't he afraid of being embarrassed?

Of course Lan Jiuqing was afraid of losing face, but Feng Qingchen did not give him any chance to give any suggestions. She sewed the pants directly on his body. As soon as she finished sewing, Feng Qingchen went to wash her hands, and then brought over the chicken soup prepared by Tong Jue.

"Have a bowl of chicken soup. You need to replenish your nutrition." Originally, Lan Jiuqing's injury should have been treated with anti-inflammatory medicine, but Lan Jiuqing had something to do tomorrow, so she couldn't give Lan Jiuqing general anesthesia. She could only prepare the best anti-inflammatory medicine and ointment for her, and even prepared antipyretic medicine in advance, reminding Lan Jiuqing to take it if she had a fever.

After Lan Jiuqing finished drinking the chicken soup, Feng Qingchen also packed up the operating box. As for blood and other things, there was no need to worry at all, as Tong Jue and Tong Yao would take care of it later.

"Jiuqing, my maid will come to collect the things in half an hour." After saying that, Feng Qingchen picked up the medicine box and left, taking Tong Jue and Tong Yao away with him as well, and told them to come back and clean up in half an hour.

Lan Jiuqing didn't say much. Feng Qingchen had thought of everything for him. Half an hour was enough time for him to rest.

Feng Qingchen was not idle during this half hour. She had just finished an operation and her body was smelling of medicine and blood. She wanted to take a bath.

She asked for a bath in the middle of the night without considering the servants at all. She asked Tong Jue and Tong Yao to wake up the person in charge of boiling water in the kitchen and boil water for her to take a bath.

He just opened his mouth and food was served, he stretched out his hand and clothes were provided, he just asked for instructions to do anything. Feng Qingchen had completely fallen into depravity and didn't think there was anything wrong with waking someone up in the middle of the night.

She is the master, and this is the master's right.

Similarly, Tong Jue and Tong Yao did not think there was anything wrong with this. Feng Qingchen was their master. Not to mention boiling water in the middle of the night, even if they wanted to eat in the middle of the night, the people in the kitchen had to make it.

Quarter of an hour later, Tong Jue and Tong Yao had brought hot water to Feng Qingchen. Before dawn, the Feng Mansion was already bustling with activity. After taking a bath, Feng Qingchen went straight to bed. Tong Jue and Tong Yao would take care of the rest.

This is the difference between a master and a servant.

Perhaps because she was tired, Feng Qingchen slept well the night before. When she woke up in the morning, the master and the servants tacitly agreed not to mention what happened the night before. Feng Qingchen picked up an orange dress and continued to go to the Royal Academy under the escort of the guards.

On the third day, she and Su Wan competed in calligraphy. The venue was still the Imperial Academy. Needless to say, there would be a lot of people watching...

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