598 dead, the guards broke in
What should we do if Su Wenqing is sick?
Of course, I went to see a doctor.
Who is the doctor in the imperial city who is both reliable and has good medical skills?
Of course it’s Feng Qingchen.
It was a waste of time to go back and forth from the Su Mansion to the courtyard in the west area, so Lan Jiuqing chose the Feng Mansion which was between the two. Lan Jiuqing asked the secret guard to notify Feng Qingchen and asked Feng Qingchen to rush to the Feng Mansion. He carried Su Wenqing on his back and went to the newly built operating room in the Feng Mansion through the main road.
When the Feng Mansion was being rebuilt, Lan Jiuqing asked Su Wenqing to dig a secret passage between the Feng Mansion and the secret room of the Su Mansion. Even Feng Qingchen didn't know about this secret passage.
Lan Jiuqing's original plan was to make it easier for himself and Bu Jingyun to find Feng Qingchen for bandaging. As early as the first time Feng Qingchen helped him draw the sword, Feng Qingchen became their exclusive doctor. However, he did not expect that the first person to use the secret path was Su Wenqing.
After receiving the news, the secret guard looked up at the sky silently, then appeared and stood at Feng Qingchen's door. He hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door.
He was really afraid that his master would dig out his eyes if he knew that he had broken into Miss Feng's boudoir at night.
"Miss Feng."
"Who?" Feng Qingchen woke up with shock, and his first reaction was to grab the gun beside the pillow.
"I am the secret guard protecting Miss Feng. The master has sent a message that he is waiting for you in the cabin of the Feng Mansion. Please be sure to rush there, as someone is injured." In other words, the person who was injured was not Lan Jiuqing.
Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, put down the gun, rubbed his aching forehead, said to the outsider: "Wait a moment." Then he got up and lit the candle.
Getting up in the middle of the night in the middle of winter is not a happy thing, and Feng Qingchen is no exception. After putting on her clothes with a dark face, she activated the smart medical kit, took out some simple medicines, and filled her operating box.
Looking at the display on the smart bag, there were still ten medical ethics points. Feng Qingchen secretly hoped that Lan Jiuqing would be able to help her increase a few more medical ethics points this time. She dreamed of having that AK47 submachine gun, but she didn't have time to practice medicine and save lives recently.
Carrying the box and going out, Feng Qingchen did not just follow the other person, but stood at the door and looked at the other person.
These secret guards had met her once before, but it was only a passing glance, so she couldn't remember their appearance at all. The secret guards were also alert and took out a wooden sign engraved with the Su Mansion logo and handed it to Feng Qingchen. After Feng Qingchen checked it again and again to make sure it was correct, she nodded and said, "Send someone inside to pretend, so that no one will find out that I went out."
"Yes." The secret guard made a gesture towards the dark, and after getting the other party's response, he said to Feng Qingchen, "I'm sorry." Then he picked up Feng Qingchen by the waist, and with a tiptoe, he flipped out of the courtyard in the west area.
Feng Qingchen was startled, but quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming out loud. She secretly cursed Lan Jiuqing's men for being too reckless, but she didn't know that the secret guard was also complaining in his heart, fearing that Lan Jiuqing would find out about this hug and punish him.
The two sides were on their way at the same time. Not long after Lan Jiuqing came out of the secret passage, Feng Qingchen also arrived. Looking at the rows of small wooden houses, Feng Qingchen took a breath and walked towards the one with the lights on. At the same time, he signaled the secret guards to light up the other houses as well.
It's the only room that's lit up, and this rake is too obvious.
As soon as Feng Qingchen entered, he saw Lan Jiuqing leaning against the wall with his arms folded. The action seemed a bit ruffian when performed by Lan Jiuqing, but it added a special flavor that was pleasing to the eye.
If you take another look, you will find that Lan Jiuqing naturally exudes a sense of freedom and loneliness, as if he has been abandoned by the whole world.
Her heart ached slightly, but she pretended not to know. Feng Qingchen nodded gently to Lan Jiuqing as a greeting, then walked towards Su Wenqing who was lying on the operating table.
However, after not seeing him for a few days, Su Wenqing seemed like a different person. He was even more miserable than when he first met him in the morgue. He was just a black shell covered with skin and bones. He no longer had the demeanor of the richest businessman in Dongling.
Presumably, he was worried about the Ninth Uncle. Feng Qingchen knew that Su Wenqing was very versatile. He was not only on good terms with the Jianghu figure Lan Jiuqing, but also with many high-ranking officials in Dongling.
Of course, those high-ranking officials were doing this for the sake of the Ninth Prince's face. The Ninth Prince's uncle was Su Wenqing's greatest support in Dongling. If the Ninth Prince's uncle fell, Su Wenqing would become a wealthy businessman without support, and sooner or later he would be eaten up without leaving even a bone.
No matter how rich a person is, he or she may be an official, farmer, artisan, or merchant. The people in power can fabricate a crime at random and confiscate all their property and exterminate their entire family.
Feng Qingchen was sighing over Su Wenqing's luck, but she didn't know that she was being framed. As usual, the servants of the Duke's Mansion were supposed to serve the Duke of Zhenguo when he drank tea or got up at night. But when they touched him, they found that the Duke of Zhenguo was no longer breathing. They shouted and startled the whole Duke's Mansion. Then, the whole room was filled with crying and shouting. Someone said, "The Duke was in good health on weekdays. How could he die for no reason? It must be Feng Qingchen. It must be Feng Qingchen who bumped into the Duke in broad daylight and hurt his heart and lungs."
"Yes, it is Feng Qingchen, it must be Feng Qingchen, old lady, you have to make the decision for the Duke." Everyone in the room of the Duke's Mansion cried to the old lady, asking her to go to the palace to submit a memorial to the Queen.
At this time, the doctor of the Duke's Mansion also diagnosed that the Duke had injured his lungs and died of bleeding from the lungs, which should be caused by the collision. When the old lady of the Duke's Mansion heard this, she suppressed her grief and shouted, "Bring me my life suit, I want to enter the palace."
Feng Qingchen didn't know how chaotic the Duke's Mansion was. She asked Lan Jiuqing to wait for her outside and not to cause trouble for her. Lan Jiuqing knew Feng Qingchen's secret and would certainly not make things difficult for Feng Qingchen, but...
He wanted to look at Feng Qingchen more and talk to her more, but he could never find a good opportunity. After all, Su Wenqing's life was the most important.
Feng Qingchen could detect Su Wenqing's symptoms without activating the smart medical kit. He suffered from excessive liver fire, malnutrition, and overwork. If it hadn't occurred at this moment, he might have died from overwork. This disease is very common in modern times.
Feng Qingchen gave Su Wenqing a nutrient solution and an IV of glucose. Su Wenqing's limbs had poor blood circulation due to long-term sitting. After hearing from Lan Jiuqing that Su Wenqing had just lost a lot of blood, Feng Qingchen did not dare to give him blood-activating medicine. She could only massage him to help him move his limbs.
Seeing that it was almost dawn, Feng Qingchen had to go back. She told Lan Jiuqing to take good care of Su Wenqing and let Su Wenqing get as much rest as possible. She also prescribed some drugs to enhance the immunity before hurriedly packing up.
He picked up the medicine box and walked out, but Lan Jiuqing blocked the door. Feng Qingchen looked up with a puzzled look: "What's wrong?"
Lan Jiuqing had a thousand words to say, but when he met Feng Qingchen's tired eyes, he didn't say what he wanted to say. He only said: "Don't worry, everything will be fine, he...will be fine."
Both of them understood who he was talking about.
It turned out that he was comforting himself. Feng Qingchen rubbed his brows and chuckled: "I know, I believe in him, he will be fine."
Feng Qingchen's tone was firm, and it was unclear whether he was trying to convince himself or Lan Jiuqing.
Lan Jiuqing's eyes turned cold, with a bitterness that only he could understand: "Go back early and have a good rest. Don't worry about other things."
He clearly wanted to get this woman to accompany him, but seeing how hard she worked, he couldn't bear to let her go. He was afraid that she would fall in front of him with a bloody face like Su Wenqing.
Feng Qingchen smiled and said nothing. He followed the secret guards and hurried back to the west courtyard. Before he could change his clothes, he was surrounded by the guards holding gold medals and charging forward...
What's going on?