790 Wake up and let the master seek justice for you



790 Wake up, Master will seek justice for you

After Tong Jue left, Feng Qingchen closed the door of the operating room, lit all the firearms in the operating room, pulled out the cabinet embedded in the wall, and took out all the medicines and instruments.

Don't be fooled by Zuo An, who seems to be cold, arrogant, money-loving, sharp-tongued and awkward. In fact, he is the most caring person. While Feng Qingchen was making arrangements for tomorrow's affairs, Zuo An had already taken care of everything for Sun Sixing.

Zuo An knew that it would be inconvenient for Feng Qingchen, a girl, to take care of a male patient. Not only did she check Sun Sixing's injuries early in the morning, she also took off Sun Sixing's rough prison uniform and changed him into a clean silk dress to make it easier for Feng Qingchen to treat him and to make Sun Sixing feel more comfortable...

The soft silk clothes would not stick to the wound, thus minimizing the pain caused to Sun Sixing by the friction between the clothes and the wound. Based on this point, Feng Qingchen decided that as long as Zuo An could keep it a secret, she would tell Zuo An how to make the Thunder.

Although what Zuo An did for Sun Sixing was insignificant, it all revealed that he was considering Sun Sixing. If Feng Qingchen hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have known that Zuo An had such a thoughtful side.

Lifting up Sun Sixing's clothes, Feng Qingchen saw that all the wounds on Sixing's body had been cleaned and medicine had been applied. From the way the wounds were treated, Feng Qingchen knew that these wounds were not treated by Tong Jue. Although Tong Jue could help, she was not as quick and meticulous in treating the wounds.

Zuo An did not just sprinkle medicine on the wounds randomly. Every wound on Sixing's body was cleaned meticulously. The rotten flesh on the wounds was carefully cleaned away. Looking at the knife marks, it could be seen that the person who did it was quick and steady. Feng Qingchen thought that apart from Zuo An, no one else had such a quick technique.

The blood and water accumulated in the wound were also carefully sucked out. The pile of medical cotton on the ground was the best proof. The only one who could think of this step was Zuo An. Tong Jue was in a state of confusion at the time and could not think of this at all.

Seeing the external injuries that had already been treated, even Feng Qingchen had to admit that Zuo An was not only the best killer, but also the best at treating external injuries. Even Feng Qingchen could not find any fault with him.

"You are indeed a happy child. Even that inhumane killer from Zuo'an cares about you." Feng Qingchen gently touched Sun Sixing's head, his eyes revealing a tenderness and care that was inconsistent with his age.

The sixteen-year-old body could not hide the mature twenty-seven-year-old soul. In her eyes, Sixing was just her little brother, a little brother who was worth her trying her best to protect.

The external injuries were treated, and Feng Qingchen also believed Zuo An's judgment that Sixing's body was not violated, so no further examination was conducted.

Sixing started to have a fever. It was not known whether it was caused by external trauma or brain injury. Feng Qingchen was worried. Sixing's condition was very bad at the moment, and the brain injury had affected other parts of his body.

Sun Sixing's pupils were constricted, his reaction to light was slow, his blood pressure was elevated, and his heart rate was slowed, which were clinical manifestations of epidural hematoma. Of course, it is not appropriate to conclude that Sixing's injury was unscientific based on this alone, but these clinical manifestations were enough to show that Sixing's brain injury was very serious.

Feng Qingchen decided to treat Sun Sixing's head injury first. As for the injuries to the soft tissue and lungs, there was not enough time and she was not good at internal medicine. If possible, she would like to ask the master of Xuanyi Valley to treat Sixing. She wanted to do her best to give Sixing the best.

Sun Sixing suffered the most serious brain injury, with an intracranial hematoma. She glanced at the time on Zhi's medical bag. It was midnight, less than seven hours before dawn. She had to do a CT scan on Sixing as soon as possible to confirm the source and location of the hematoma so that she could perform a craniotomy.

Seven hours, with only one person and a preoperative examination, is not enough time. However, Sun Sixing's condition cannot wait any longer. If delayed any further, his life will be in danger.

Sixing's life is more important than anything else. The matter of filing a complaint at the Dali Temple tomorrow will be left to Tong Yao and the Wang family's lawyer.

Feng Qingchen cut off all of Sun Sixing's hair, activated the smart medical kit, performed a brain examination on Sun Sixing to determine the location of the hematoma. While waiting for the results, Feng Qingchen began to prepare Sun Sixing for the operation. During this process, Sun Sixing did not wake up once and his vital signs also showed abnormalities.

"Sixing, you must hold on. If you leave Master alone, he will be scared and lonely." Before injecting the anesthetic, Feng Qingchen said in Sun Sixing's ear.

She is a doctor, she needs to be rational and calm, but the person lying on the operating table is her relative. Before holding the scalpel, she will be as worried as ordinary patients' family members.

"Sixing, Master will do his best to save you, and you must hold on. No matter what you encounter in the Blood-Clothed Guards, you don't have to be afraid now. Master is back, Master is back. Sixing, you don't have to worry, and you don't have to be afraid. When you wake up, see how Master will seek justice for you." The anesthetic was injected. Feng Qingchen knew that Sun Sixing couldn't hear it, but still spoke in his ear.

At this time, she was glad that she was the surgeon so that she could be the first to know that Sixing was fine, but at the same time she was afraid why she was the surgeon.

When she holds the scalpel, she is like an emotionless machine. She will perform the craniotomy with the most precise technique, but before she holds the scalpel, she will be worried and afraid.

There are only the two of them in Feng Mansion, master and disciple, and no one can be missing.

The anesthesia took effect, the nutrient solution was finished, and Sun Sixing's test results came out. Feng Qingchen knew that her battle was about to begin. She thought that the first craniotomy in Jiuzhou Continent would be performed on Yun Xiao, but she didn't expect that the first craniotomy she performed would be for Sixing.

Feng Qingchen took a deep breath and whispered in Sun Sixing's ear for the last time: "Sixing, come with Master to complete this operation. After completing this operation, Master will teach you how to remove the brain tumor. Then we can perform brain surgery on Yun Xiao together."

After saying this, Feng Qingchen stood up and stopped looking at Sun Sixing. Looking at the CT image in the smart medical bag, Feng Qingchen determined the location of Sun Sixing's intracranial hematoma and also determined the location for the operation.

After hundreds of surgeries, craniotomy is the one Feng Qingchen is most familiar with. She can do it with her eyes closed, so...

Sixing will be fine.

Feng Qingchen closed her eyes, hiding all the emotions in them. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were clear, without any emotion fluctuations. They were as cold as Zuo An when he was killing someone, with only the mission in his eyes.

Feng Qingchen adjusted the operating table, turned the light to the position she needed, washed her hands, disinfected them, changed into a new surgical gown, disinfected it again, and walked back to the operating table.

Every movement was very careful, and her every gesture had an aura that made people dare not look directly at her. At this time, Feng Qingchen was completely immersed in her work, and everything that happened in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

After checking the patient's condition, he opened the scalp, used a medical electric drill to determine the surgical site, and drilled four holes. Feng Qingchen put the drill back, picked up the medical electric drill next to him, sawed open the skull, opened the skull and put it aside. The meninges were already exposed in front of him.

The meninges were covered in blood and trembling slowly, which looked very scary, but Feng Qingchen did not feel scared at all. She would not see such a scene again.

Feng Qingchen didn't even blink, stretched out his hand to peel open the meninges, and looked for the location of the hematoma. After determining the location, he took out the hematoma sucking instrument and sucked out the hematoma in the brain.

The operation was bloody and cruel. Although Feng Qingchen's movements were neat and decisive, it was a brain operation after all. This action looked like a witch eating people.

Feng Qingchen was extremely grateful that there was no place to hide around the operating room. If the secret guards saw the operation, they would probably vomit and lose the ability to protect Feng Qingchen. If what she did today was seen by outsiders, even if she was saving people, she would not have a good ending.

If you open a person's skull, in the eyes of the world, that person is already dead. At that time, no matter whether it is Feng Qingchen who did it, or Sun Sixing who survived after his skull was opened, neither of them will be accepted by the world.

Feng Qingchen had no intention of spreading the process of the operation to others. After taking out the hematoma in the brain, Feng Qingchen did not relax. He put the skull back and sutured the wound on the brain. He also sutured the bloody hole on the back of Sixing's head. Feng Qingchen put on protective equipment for Sun Sixing and did the post-operative cleanup.

When Feng Qingchen completed the craniotomy, it was already daybreak. Following Feng Qingchen's instructions, Tong Yao went to the Dali Temple with the Wang family's lawyer early in the morning to sue the Blood-Cloth Guards and Shunning Marquis' Mansion.

The one who arrived earlier than them was Zuo An. When Feng Qingchen put Sun Sixing's head back, Zuo An was already wandering around several busy places in the imperial city with the two stacks of papers.

Teahouses, inns, Imperial College, main roads, where the imperial censors lived, where the dukes and marquises lived, in front of the homes of the aristocratic and powerful families, any place that Zuo An could think of was not spared.

Fortunately, although Zuo An was skilled and bold, he was not so arrogant as to throw the note filled with evidence of the crimes of the Bloody Guards and Shunning Marquis' Mansion at the gate of the palace.

The notes filled with evidence were scattered like snowflakes to every corner of the imperial city. Early the next morning, students, officials, ordinary people, and young masters all saw the two notes filled with evidence of the crimes of Shunning Marquisate and the Blood-Clothed Guards.

"So the masters in the Marquis' Mansion are all so messy. Is there anyone who wants my daughter?"

"This Shunning Marquisate is too abominable. They put the blame on others for their own daughter's misconduct. It's a good death. It's a pity for the little genius doctor Sun, who became a scapegoat."

"Which little divine doctor Sun? Is he the little divine doctor Sun who distributed porridge and medicine some time ago?" An illiterate citizen heard people talking and hurriedly stopped to ask.

"It's that little divine doctor Sun. Apart from the little divine doctor Sun who dispenses porridge and medicine, who else dares to be called little divine doctor Sun? This Shunning Marquisate is really sinful. They even framed little divine doctor Sun. I curse their family to die a miserable death and give birth to sons without buttholes."

Rumors spread throughout the Dongling Imperial City immediately, with more and more people cursing Shunning Marquisate, and public opinion also gathered...

A word to my readers: I wrote until one in the morning and finally resumed my regular update schedule!


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