Chapter 859: Busy, every time I see you you look hurt

There are many women who hate Feng Qingchen, and there are even more women who love Feng Qingchen. When they saw the truckloads of goods being sent to the Yun family's pharmacy, those who had pregnant women at home and wanted to buy some as gifts all started to move, waiting for the Yun family to open the door.

It is not easy to live in the capital, which shows that people who live in the capital cannot do without some wealth. Let alone one hundred taels of silver, even two hundred taels of silver for a box can be afforded by many people.

Again, this thing is not a necessity and you don't need to buy it every day. For the health of your children and the next generation, it is acceptable to bleed a little.

Yun Xiao was also an impatient person. He forced his men to empty all the boxes of medicine before dark. Seeing that there was still half a room left, Yun Xiao told his servants not to move any more: "Keep some to give to others."

"I have already kept them. You can take all of these away and record the quantity. I will also subtract one hundred pieces and leave them for you to give away." This standard is the same as that given to Su Wenqing.

"No, I want to give someone a gift, how can I ask you to pay for it?" Yun Xiao quickly refused. Although the Yun family was short of money, they would not be short of money for New Year's shopping. It's just that after this New Year, the Yun family would suffer for a while. However, with these pregnancy-protecting drugs, Yun Xiao was not worried at all.

"Come on, doing business requires connections, how can I ask you to pay alone? Besides, I am the one who gets the biggest share, you can just deduct it from the amount, it's not just you, I also gave this amount to Su Wenqing, take it."

Feng Qingchen's words revealed a sense of intimacy, which meant that he regarded Yun Xiao as a friend, and treated him and Su Wenqing the same, without favoritism. Yun Xiao was in a good mood and he agreed immediately.

What was important was not the money, but Feng Qingchen's closeness. Sometimes, whether the relationship between the two parties was good or not also depended on the money. Anyway, if the Yun family had a profitable business in the future, they could just ask Feng Qingchen to invest in it and let her get the dividends.

All the goods were moved out. Feng Qingchen invited Yun Xiao to have dinner with him, but Yun Xiao declined. He had to go prepare for the opening of the store for tomorrow. This was the first step in the Yun family's turnaround, and there must be no mistakes.

Feng Qingchen did not force him to stay, but only reminded him: "Don't get tired, don't forget that you still need to have surgery after the New Year. Money can never be earned enough, life is the most important."

It was a very straightforward consolation, but it was the most heartwarming. Yun Xiao nodded: "Don't worry, I know my limits."

After the pregnancy-preserving drugs were sold out, Feng Qingchen felt relieved. She had done what she should and could do, and the rest was all left to Yun Xiao. If all the drugs were sold, she would have at least nearly a million in profit, and she would not be short of money in the short term. She was not afraid of Zuo'an burning money again.

To attract the phoenix, you have to build a nest first. If you want to keep Zuo An, you can't keep him for long just relying on Feng Qingchen's gun and parachute. If you want to keep Zuo An by your side for a long time, you have to make him feel a sense of belonging.

Feng Qingchen walked around the Feng Mansion and finally chose a corner farthest from the operating room. He planned to renovate that corner and build a studio for Zuo An.

Feng Qingchen originally wanted to ask the Ninth Prince for help, but after thinking about it, she decided not to. She had just said two days ago that she wanted to be independent and strong. She was arbitrary and autocratic in making decisions. It would be so embarrassing if this group asked the Ninth Prince for help again.

Asking Su Wenqing for help is no good either. Asking Su Wenqing for help is no different from asking the Ninth Prince for help. Well, Feng Qingchen decided that she would ask for help from whoever comes to her for pregnancy-preserving medicine tomorrow.

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Feng Qingchen yawned, rubbed his eyes, and walked towards the main house with energy. After dinner, he was pulled away by the old butler. According to the old butler, they had to prepare the gifts and return gifts tonight, otherwise, when the market is full of pregnancy-preserving drugs, the value of their return gifts would be greatly reduced.

Feng Qingchen had no objection. It was something that had to be done sooner or later anyway. Staying up all night was a common occurrence for her. It was hard for the old housekeeper, who had to accompany her to work all night at such an old age.

Seeing that Feng Qingchen was really embarrassed, the old housekeeper suggested unceremoniously: "Miss, if you really feel embarrassed, then let me go home early on New Year's Eve, and I will stay at home for a few more days during the New Year."

All the servants in the Feng Mansion have signed death contracts, except for the old butler. The old butler is a hired worker of the Feng Mansion. His family lives in the capital, and he rarely returns home except during festivals.

"After delivering the New Year gifts, Butler Wu should go back early to reunite with his family and come back after the Lantern Festival. You can leave the other trivial matters to Tong Jue, Tong Yao, Chun Hui, Qiu Hua and the others." Feng Qingchen was very generous in giving leave, and this time the leave lasted nearly twenty days.

"No, no, young lady, I will be back on the third day of the New Year." The old butler's face was full of disbelief. He only went back home on New Year's Eve every year and had to be back on the afternoon of the first day. Being a servant, even if you don't sell yourself, you are not free after all.

"It's okay. You can come back after midnight. Feng Mansion is not like those big families. I am the only master in the whole mansion. There is nothing to do in the mansion. You should spend more time with your family. This is the only time you can go home in a year."

Seeing that Feng Qingchen was sincere in giving him such a long vacation, the old butler burst into tears and hurriedly wanted to kneel down to thank him, but was stopped by Feng Qingchen.

"Butler Wu, you have worked very hard this year. You have to take care of everything in the Feng Mansion. It's okay to rest for a few more days. The other people in my mansion are homeless, otherwise I would let them take turns to rest."

Ahem, although Feng Qingchen was generous, she was still rational. She didn't just wave her hand and say that everyone should have a holiday. She also didn't think about the fact that in such a big Feng Mansion, if there were no servants and guards, how would she survive alone? It would be difficult enough to take care of the house every day.

"The young lady is kind-hearted and will surely be blessed with great fortune." The old housekeeper was so excited and grateful.

Meeting a good master is definitely a blessing for a servant, so... the old butler was as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he carefully guided Feng Qingchen on how to interact with these powerful families, and even some of the privacy of each mansion was not hidden from Feng Qingchen.

"The Yongning Marquis's family has a concubine's eldest son who is quite favored by the Marquis. When you give gifts, give this concubine's eldest son a small portion. The Yongning Marquis will definitely be happy."

"The Yongshun Marquisate doesn't need to worry too much. They are surrendered ministers from the previous dynasty. The emperor named them Yongshun Marquis to remind them to always submit and obey. They have no real power and are not favored by the emperor. Compared with other marquisates of the same level, the annual gift should be reduced by 30% to show respect for other marquisates."

"The noble baron is related to the royal family. You can't treat him as an ordinary baron. Remember to increase the annual gift by 10%."

"Master Lin is the student of the Grand Guardian and is favored by him. It would be beneficial for the young lady to have a relationship with them."

"Lord Lu was just dismissed from his post as the commander of the Blood Robe Guards this year. Although he is still alive, the emperor no longer trusts him. You can give me a gift, but not at this juncture. You are clearly trying to go against the emperor."

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All kinds of trivial matters can exhaust one's patience. Fortunately, Feng Qingchen's mind is still clear. Although he didn't remember everything, he still remembered 70% to 80%. In the future, when he gets along with these people, he will know how to deal with them.

But even though the housekeeper was in good spirits and cooperated well, Feng Qingchen was still busy until midnight. Under the guidance of the servants, Feng Qingchen yawned and walked towards her yard. She was about to take a bath and change clothes, but she didn't expect that God would not bear to see her idle. The secret guard came to report that Master Su had arrived and was in the operating room.

Well, forget about sleeping tonight.

What could possibly happen if he came to see Feng Qingchen at this time and went to the operating room right away? Feng Qingchen did not dare to delay and sent the servants away. She asked the secret guard to wait for her for a moment, went in to change her clothes, carried the medicine box and walked towards the operating room with the secret guard.

The operating room in the Feng Mansion was a special one, as it was completely empty. Su Wenqing was not worried about being discovered, so he turned on the lights as soon as he entered. Feng Qingchen only had to walk towards the room with light.

As soon as she opened the door, a strong smell of blood hit her in the face. Feng Qingchen frowned. She knew that coming to her at this time was definitely not a good thing. What made her wonder was why Su Wenqing was injured.

"Qingchen, you're finally here, come, come." Su Wenqing heard the noise outside and came out immediately. When he saw it was Feng Qingchen, he breathed a sigh of relief. His anxious look was completely different from his high-spirited self during the day.

When Feng Qingchen saw that Su Wenqing was fine, she knew who was injured. As expected, as soon as she entered, she saw Lan Jiuqing with his left arm stained with blood standing in front of her.

Feng Qingchen paused and gave Lan Jiuqing a cold look: "Why do you always look injured every time I see you? Can't you take care of your body?"

Lan Jiuqing's face turned slightly red, and he felt quite uncomfortable, but fortunately the mask blocked it from being seen. Lan Jiuqing turned his body to the side, revealing the scene behind him to Feng Qingchen.

"It's not me who's looking for you this time. It's him. Look at him. He's probably going to be useless."

On the operating table behind Lan Jiuqing, there was a bloody man lying. The color of his clothes had long been lost, and the strong smell of blood was emanating from his body.

Without getting close, Feng Qingchen knew that the man was seriously injured. Without time to talk to Lan Jiuqing and Su Wenqing, Feng Qingchen picked up the medicine box and walked towards the operating table. When she saw the person on the operating table, Feng Qingchen exclaimed: "Wang Qi, why is it him?"

The seventh son of the Wang family, Wang Jinhan, the younger brother of Wang Jinling, the young man who was as elegant as an orchid, was now like a puddle of mud, lying there motionless. If you looked closely, you would find that his limbs were somewhat twisted.

"I found him in the Wang family's secret cell. His condition was very bad. His limbs were broken and his scapula was pierced." Lan Jiuqing's tone was extremely heavy when he said this.

If Feng Qingchen couldn't heal Wang Jinhan's injuries, then even if Wang Jinhan survived he would be a useless person, a useless person who would lie in bed forever, unable to move.

Feng Qingchen understood this better than Lan Jiuqing, but it was because she understood this that she became even angrier...