847 Apologize, Not the Feng Qingchen of the Past

Feng Qingchen did all the tests except for urination and defecation, but after a whole day of work, he didn't get any results. It turned out that the smart medical kit's tests were correct. There was nothing wrong with Wang Jinling's body, and all the test results were normal.

But if there was no problem, why would he be unconscious and his breath become weak?

Feng Qingchen was almost annoyed by Wang Jinling's illness. If Wang Jinling hadn't been kept alive by intravenous drips, Feng Qingchen would have probably gone crazy.

After being busy for a whole day and night, even if Feng Qingchen had a strong will, she couldn't hold on any longer. It wasn't that she was exhausted, but that she was hungry. She hadn't eaten for the whole day.

After slowing down the infusion, Feng Qingchen packed up and prepared to go out to eat something. She couldn't get herself sick before curing Wang Jinling.

Before going out, Feng Qingchen specially called in the secret guards and maids and asked them to keep an eye on Wang Jinling. When the liquid in the bottle was almost finished, they would go find her. If Wang Jinling's breathing became unstable or he woke up, they would also go find her first.

"I obey your command." Perhaps the secret guard maid had learned her lesson or something, so only one was left here to guard, and the other was left to protect Feng Qingchen closely.

"Miss Feng, what happened to my master?" Wang Jinling's servant hurried forward and asked when he saw Feng Qingchen coming out. Although he was panicked, he lacked a bit of warmth.

Wang Jinling actually had no relatives around him, which was extremely pathetic. Of course, this was not something Feng Qingchen needed to worry about. Since he was not a patient's family member, Feng Qingchen did not need to explain in such detail. He only said, "He is not in good condition. He has been in a coma."

The most important thing is that I can’t find out the cause of the disease. Feng Qingchen didn’t say it, but just sighed.

The servant's face changed when he heard this, and he stood in the cold wind and shivered non-stop: "How could this happen? How could this happen? The young master was fine, how could this happen? He had dinner with the master yesterday and talked to the lady, how could he suddenly become like this?"

The servant was also worried about Wang Jinling. It was not the worry as a relative, but just the worry of a servant, because if Wang Jinling died, he would not suffer any consequences either.

At this time, the servant regretted sending the eldest son to Feng Mansion. If the eldest son died here, he would not be able to escape death either.

Should I notify my family members and ask them to invite the imperial physician, or should I ask my family members to come to Feng Mansion and put pressure on Feng Qingchen?

The servant was so panicked that he didn't know what to do. An idea flashed through his mind and he became more determined to go back to his home as soon as possible and ask the Wang family to come over. Otherwise, if something happened to the young master here, his whole family would be held responsible.

Feng Qingchen originally wanted to ask him for some useful information, but now it seems that it will not be very effective. Looking at the servant's appearance, Feng Qingchen knew what he was thinking without even thinking about it.

Although this servant was obedient, he was not loyal enough. Feng Qingchen didn't understand why Wang Jinling would let such a person send him to Feng Mansion. Wasn't he afraid of something happening? With Wang Jinling's attitude, it would be too easy to kill him.

Fortunately, Wang Jinling was already in her house, and no matter what, she had to protect Wang Jinling. Given Wang Jinling's current condition, returning to the Wang family would definitely be a life-or-death experience. She had not forgotten what Wang Jinling had said about the poisoning in the carriage, and about the carriage.

Someone in the Wang family wants Wang Jinling dead, so we must not let this servant go back and inform them.

Before leaving, Feng Qingchen winked at the guards, asking them to keep an eye on the servant and take action if necessary. This person must not be allowed to leave the Feng Mansion before Wang Jinling woke up.

The guards nodded quietly. They might not be able to stop the Wang family from coming in, but it was not difficult to prevent the servant from leaving. Feng Mansion was not an inn or a restaurant. They could come and go as they pleased.

After finishing the instructions, Feng Qingchen went to eat. She was so hungry that her stomach ached.

Chun Hui, Qiu Hua and their group were trying their best to show themselves. They had been guarding since last night, taking turns to rest when they were tired, and keeping an eye on the situation in the cabin. As long as Feng Qingchen came out, they would be the first to come forward to serve him.

He took off his dirty clothes, put on a clean coat, wrung out a hot towel to clean Feng Qingchen's face, and served her warm and healthy tea. After all the service, Feng Qingchen's spirits recovered a little.

The kitchen had already prepared nutritious and easily digestible delicacies. As soon as Feng Qingchen came out of the wooden house, they brought the hot food over.

After the hot food entered his stomach, Feng Qingchen felt warm all over. After drinking a bowl of chicken soup, all his fatigue was swept away and his energy was completely restored.

"Sure enough, life with someone serving you is perfect. Now if I were to go back to the days when I had to cook for myself after emergency treatment, I would really cry." Feng Qingchen was trying to find relaxation amidst great pressure.

Wang Jinling's condition could not be cured by her burying her head in the operating room for examination. She had to relieve herself of the pressure and then slowly think about the cause of Wang Jinling's illness and come up with a solution.

Because there was a patient, Feng Qingchen ate very quickly. He finished two bowls of rice in just a few bites, not caring at all whether his stomach could take it.

She couldn't leave the patient on the operating table in order to eat, so she often went without eating for more than ten hours after an operation. When she was on the battlefield and encountered a war with many wounded soldiers, she couldn't eat properly.

At least six out of ten field doctors have stomach problems, and Feng Qingchen is unfortunately one of them. When the stomach problem strikes, he breaks out in cold sweats due to the pain. Although he knows how painful the stomach pain is, Feng Qingchen still does his own thing.

But he has a good body. Even if he has some minor stomach problems at the beginning, they are not obvious because he is young. As for whether he will suffer when he gets older, Feng Qingchen doesn't care.

After eating and drinking, Feng Qingchen felt strong again. He drank a glass of water and went back to work. As soon as he stood up, the maid brought a clean surgical gown and helped Feng Qingchen put it on.

Watching Feng Qingchen's thin figure walking into the darkness, Chun Hui, Qiu Hua and others felt distressed but they could only worry. They knew very well that their girl was a person with her own ideas and no one could persuade her to change her mind once she made up her mind.

Feng Qingchen estimated that Wang Jinling's infusion would not end so soon, so she went to see Xiling Tianyu. Xiling Tianyu had been in a coma for six or seven hours, and it was time for him to wake up. By the way, she had something to say, and she didn't want to receive another emergency call caused by self-abuse in the middle of the night.

In fact, Xiling Tianyu had woken up a long time ago and had some hot food. However, when Xiling Tianyu thought about why he was injured, he felt ashamed and did not allow his servants to look for Feng Qingchen. In addition, because of his leg injury, he completely pushed Feng Qingchen out. He felt sorry for Feng Qingchen. If he had not been unable to walk, he and his gang would probably have escaped.

Although he was thinking about it in his heart, Xiling Tianyu didn't show it on his face. Feng Qingchen didn't know Xiling Tianyu's embarrassment. When he saw Xiling Tianyu waking up, he asked, "Hey, why didn't you send someone to tell me that you woke up?"

"It's nothing serious. I knew you were busy so I didn't disturb you. How is the eldest son of the Wang family?" Xiling Tianyu said in a relaxed tone.

When Xiling Tianyu saw Feng Qingchen in white clothes with her hands in her pockets, her eyes lit up. Feng Qingchen's outfit was really quite charming and pleasing to the eye.

As for what it smelled like, Xiling Tianyu couldn't think of a suitable word for the moment. Of course, if he were to wear it like Feng Qingchen, he would know that Feng Qingchen's outfit was called a uniform. With her rigorous and proud look, it had a hint of abstinence, which made people have an urge to have sex.

"Not very well. He has been in a coma. I'm still looking for the cause." Feng Qingchen did not hide it. Xiling Tianyu and Wang Jinling had no conflict of interest, so it was okay to tell him.

"Since we can't find the cause of the illness, could it be poisoning?" As a doctor who has been ill for a long time and has a pair of crippled legs, Xiling Tianyu knows a little about the disease.

"It's unlikely. There's no sign of poisoning." Feng Qingchen came to check on Wang Jinling. She didn't want to talk more about Wang Jinling's illness. She took out the thermometer from the bedside table, shook it twice and handed it to Xiling Tianyu: "Put it under your armpit."

"Oh." Xiling Tianyu was definitely smart. Although he didn't understand what that transparent thing was, he knew very well that he shouldn't ask any more questions and just cooperated obediently.

After a brief greeting, the room fell silent, and Feng Qingchen began to check Xiling Tianyu's wound.

Xiling Tianyu didn't know what to say. He looked at Feng Qingchen anxiously. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Qingchen, I'm sorry about what happened last night. I know it will cause you a lot of trouble, but don't worry, I have sent someone to deal with it and will try my best to suppress it."

Xiling Tianyu thought to himself that with the Ninth Prince's help, things shouldn't be too bad. If Xiling Tianyu knew how many spies died outside Feng Mansion yesterday, he would know that things were indeed not as bad as he imagined. But it did not mean that the danger had been nipped in the bud. If even a little bit of this was missed, it would bring endless trouble to Feng Qingchen.

There are endless patients and endless disabilities in this world.

Feng Qingchen took a long while to understand what Xiling Tianyu said. After a pause, she said nonchalantly, "It's okay. It's a matter of time. A secret is no longer a secret if another person knows it."

She had been afraid and panicked before, but after going through so many things, she has realized that worrying is useless. It's not that she doesn't have the ability to protect herself now, so if anyone wants to use her as a tool, they have to see if she has the ability to do so.

She has offended even the Killer Alliance, so she is not afraid of one more.

"No matter what, my people mishandled what happened last night. I owe you a favor." Feng Qingchen's words made Xiling Tianyu feel a little relieved. If Feng Qingchen was pushed into danger because of what happened last night, the Ninth Prince would not be the first one to let him go.

Feng Qingchen smiled and did not refuse. The favor owed by Prince Xiling was not small. Last time when she gave him a prosthetic limb, that favor was taken away by the Ninth Prince, who didn't even give her the medical expenses. This time, she finally earned it back.

"Take it out for me." Feng Qingchen checked Xiling Tianyu's wound and nodded with satisfaction. Then he found his bedside and motioned for him to take out the thermometer...