666 Forgive me, I am not happy at all

Feng Qingchen seemed to be tireless as he asked the patient's name and age, and wrote them down on paper one by one, including the patient's condition, which he also wrote down in detail.

Xuan Shaoqi was close and could clearly see the sweat on Feng Qingchen's forehead. He wanted to use a handkerchief to wipe it off Feng Qingchen, but finally gave up because he didn't want to cause trouble to Feng Qingchen.

Looking down, Xuan Shaoqi was amazed at Feng Qingchen's ingenuity when he saw the medical record written by Feng Qingchen. The medical record was written with charcoal pencil, so the characters were very small and did not take up much space but were very clear. There was no need to always prepare ink like writing with a brush, and worry about the characters becoming blurred.

Feng Qingchen's handwriting was not as flamboyant as that of other doctors. Instead, it was elegant and clean, just like her. However, no doctor could understand the prescription written on it, as he had never even heard of the names of those medicines.

After writing the medical record, Feng Qingchen handed it to the patient, repeated it over and over again, and patiently reminded him: "Please take this list. There are too many patients and I might get confused. My diagnosis is written on this list. I need to prescribe medicine based on this diagnosis."

Feng Qingchen was very fortunate that the environment and food safety in ancient times were still very good. There were no strange diseases and no infectious patients here.

In ancient times, colds could also kill people. The so-called critically ill patients did not have as terrible diseases as Feng Qingchen imagined, and their conditions were not very serious. At least there were no patients who died before the medicine took effect.

"Thank you, thank you young lady. You are such a good person, a living Bodhisattva." More than one person said this. After hearing this, Feng Qingchen didn't even raise his eyebrows.

"Girl, I wonder if you could tell us your name."

"Yes, girl, you saved us, but we don't know who you are?"

No one knew who started it, but everyone came to ask Feng Qingchen's name. Even the people gathered outside the house stretched their necks, wanting to know who this woman was who was so open about her medical skills.

Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then smiled, did not reply, and continued with his work.

With the medical smart package, she works very efficiently, and the speed at which she treats critically ill patients is the same as when Sun Sixing treats ordinary patients outside, except that Sun Sixing is more approachable than her.

Sun Sixing is very patient and treats patients more kindly than Feng Qingchen. The patients were a little skeptical at first. Could such a young doctor be effective?

They just didn't want to say it because it was free, but when they saw Sun Sixing cleaning their frostbite and wiping their wounds carefully, their eyes were red. They had families as well and didn't want to touch these wounds, but Sun Sixing, a man who looked like a nobleman, didn't despise them at all.

Sun Sixing also patiently answered the patients' questions. He was completely free of the indifference and condescension of other doctors, which made people feel particularly warm.

After Feng Qingchen finished examining the patients in the room, she prepared to prepare medicine. The people from the Feng Mansion had already moved her medicines over and prepared a special room to store them, with guards guarding outside the house.

"Come with me to get the medicine." Feng Qingchen put the medical record on the table and said to Xuan Shaoqi.

There is a shortage of manpower, and Xuan Shaoqi, a laborer, is right in front of us, so it would be a waste if we don't use him.

"Okay." Xuan Shaoqi was as obedient as a little follower. The two of them walked out of the house one after the other. The people watching outside the house immediately retreated to the sides to make way for Feng Qingchen. They were all nervous and lowered their heads for fear that Feng Qingchen would scold them.

At this time, Feng Qingchen realized that there were a lot of people outside the house. He raised his eyebrows and continued walking forward without saying a word.

There were no infectious patients in the house. Although these people staying outside were also susceptible to the virus, she could understand that they were worried about their families.

Feng Qingchen walked towards the pharmacy. These people seemed to be used to chasing Feng Qingchen. Their eyes kept falling on Feng Qingchen. Someone shouted, "I think I've seen this girl before."

"Yes, yes, the back looks so familiar, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

Although many people knew Feng Qingchen, most of the ordinary people who had actually seen her had only seen her in a state of embarrassment. Every time she appeared outside in a glamorous and beautiful manner, she was heavily guarded, and ordinary people could only see a vague shadow from afar. In addition...

Feng Qingchen's medical skills are mostly circulated among the upper nobles. Few ordinary people know about it. Even if they know it, they won't say much on weekdays. It is normal that they can't recognize Feng Qingchen.

Hearing someone say that Feng Qingchen was very familiar, the onlookers fell into deep thought. At this time, a middle-aged man, his eyes shining, almost jumped up: "I remember, I remember, Miss Feng, it's Miss Feng."

"Miss Feng? Which Miss Feng?" someone asked in confusion.

"Feng Qingchen, General Feng's daughter, is the woman who was kneeling at the city gate and being hit with rotten vegetables." A middle-aged woman said loudly, and her face turned purple as she finished speaking.

If Feng Qingchen were here, she would have discovered that her words were like a virus. Many people present were infected and were looking at the people around them uneasily.

"Ah... it's Miss Feng. I remember now. I remember now. I threw rotten eggs at her. Now, what should I do now?"

"I also scolded her and spit on her."

"I scolded her too."

"What should I do now? What should I do now?"

"If Miss Feng knew about this, she would be angry with us and would not treat our husband."

"Miss Feng is a good person, a good person."

"I was really blinded by shit at the time. Why did I spit at Miss Feng? What a filthy mouth I have."

Pah... A slap was heard as a middle-aged man slapped himself hard on the face. Seeing his cheeks instantly become red and swollen, it was certain that he had slapped himself very hard.

"I threw vegetable leaves at Miss Feng at the beginning. What a filthy hand I had."

Pah...another slap.

The ferocity was so fierce that it didn't seem like he was hitting his own hand, but rather the enemy who killed his father. When Feng Qingchen and Xuan Shaoqi came over with a bunch of medicine, they heard the sound of slaps one after another.

"What's going on?" Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows and asked in a cold voice, but unfortunately his voice was too soft and was instantly drowned out.

"Stop it, all of you. If you want to fight or quarrel, get out and don't disturb the patients here." Feng Qingchen raised his voice, and this time someone finally heard him.

"Miss Feng, it's Miss Feng."

"Miss Feng, come back quickly, apologize to Miss Feng."

As they were talking, both those who beat themselves and those who were unaware of the situation knelt down. This time, they were kneeling not towards the imperial palace, but where Feng Qingchen was standing.

"Miss Feng, we deserve to die..."

"Miss Feng, you are so generous..."

"Miss Feng, it's all because of our bad mouths and bad hands..."

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You and I spoke in a disorganized manner, and everyone was crying and shouting loudly. Feng Qingchen didn't hear a word clearly, and he just felt like his eardrums were pierced.

If this continues, it will be her turn to see an ear doctor. Feng Qingchen frowned and said, "Stop arguing."

Unfortunately, her voice was loud, and the voices of these people were even louder. At this moment, they only wanted to ask Feng Qingchen for forgiveness and use the simplest method to atone for the mistakes they had made.

Huh... Feng Qingchen didn't give up, and signaled Xuan Shaoqi to speak: "I leave it to you, let them calm down."

Xuan Shaoqi lived up to Feng Qingchen's expectations and roared with his inner strength: "Miss Feng said, stop arguing!"

Uh... As expected, everyone stopped arguing, the crying and shouting stopped abruptly, and everyone opened their mouths slightly, staring at Feng Qingchen blankly, with tears of remorse on their faces. They looked at Feng Qingchen eagerly, waiting for Feng Qingchen's verdict.

"Get up first." Feng Qingchen was not used to being worshipped like a Buddha. This feeling was not good because she was not a good person.

"Miss Feng, you...you, you don't want to bother with us anymore?" The lady who was closer to Feng Qingchen asked bravely.

"What are you fussing about?" Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows. Did she miss something? She looked at Xuan Shaoqi and he shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand either.

What are these people kneeling here for for no apparent reason, fighting and shouting? If someone doesn't know, they would think something big has happened here.

Xuan Shaoqi's roar not only suppressed the voices of the people present, but also spread outside the house.

What happened?

Not only Sun Sixing, but also the patients outside with milder symptoms were running here one by one.

"Master, Master..." Sun Sixing ran over with blood on his hands and the hemostat not yet put down. Although he looked thin and weak, he was actually faster than anyone else when he exploded.

"What's going on?" As soon as he ran in, he saw a group of people kneeling in front of Feng Qingchen. Even Sun Sixing couldn't understand it.

Is this to thank his master? But his master said that no one is allowed to tell others that the free clinic has anything to do with her, just say that the free clinic was arranged by the soup kitchen staff and they are just here to help.

Who knows what happened? Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes in annoyance. More and more people gathered around, and Feng Qingchen frowned unconsciously. These people were really wasting time: "Okay, it's okay, everyone go away, don't delay the free clinic time."

She had no interest in knowing what happened.

"Miss Feng, you, you are not angry with us anymore? Are you still willing to heal us?" The old lady just now asked again.

"Why am I angry with you? When did I say I wouldn't heal you?" Is there anyone spreading rumors against them? Feng Qingchen glanced at the crowd coldly, but found nothing unusual.

"Really? Miss Feng, you are still willing to heal us. You don't care about us scolding you and throwing vegetable leaves and spitting on you. Are you really not going to care about us?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present understood what was going on, and the person who had just come in started making a fuss again.

"The girl who saved us is Miss Feng? The Miss Feng from the Feng family?"

"I said she looked familiar. Last time, she was kneeling at the city gate. I threw eggs at her and they hit her right in the face."

"You old bastard, you actually threw eggs at Miss Feng."

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die..."

"Miss Feng, we're sorry, sorry, we're sorry for you..."

"We are not human beings, we are not human beings..."