913 is done, I don't care about the rest

This was not the first time Feng Qingchen had encountered a stubborn patient like Fu Lin, nor would it be the last, so there was no problem that could not be handled.

There was still a quarter of an hour left before the time agreed by Feng Qingchen. Fu Lin's wound had been treated. She only had to wait for Fu Lin to make a decision so that she could give him anesthesia and perform the operation.

"Master Fu, there is still a quarter of an hour. Please think it over carefully. If you decide to amputate to save your life, I will make preparations. If you insist on leaving your leg, then I will clean the wound for you, but I can't guarantee the outcome. Your life or death will be decided by you." Feng Qingchen is a doctor. As a doctor, she is used to making choices. Even though she knows that the patient is reluctant, she still has to propose her own plan.

To her, Fu Lin was just an ordinary patient. As a doctor, she gave a medical plan, but the final choice was made by the patient, and she respected whatever choice the patient made. As a doctor, she had no right to make decisions for the patient, even if it was for the patient's good from a medical point of view.

"Can't you just save my legs?" Fu Lin's expression was gloomy, completely lacking the clear-headed and carefree look that Feng Qingchen had when they first met.

No one can accept that they suddenly become disabled. For people like them, becoming disabled means their future is ruined. No matter how talented a disabled person is, he cannot serve as an official in the court, nor can he shoulder the responsibility for the rise and fall of his family.

If Fu Lin becomes disabled, the Fu family's future will be ruined, as the Fu family cannot afford a second Fu Lin.

"No..." Feng Qingchen had just opened his mouth when a high-pitched voice rang out from outside the door: "His Royal Highness Prince Qing has arrived..."

"Someone is coming from the palace." Feng Qingchen took back the words that were about to come out of his mouth and looked at Fu Lin meaningfully.

Fu Lin was more valued by the emperor than she had imagined. Prince Qing must have come at this time on the emperor's order, otherwise no prince would be so bold as to associate with Fu Lin, a powerful official who was once very popular.

Fu Lin was not at all happy. Feng Qingchen's word "no" was undoubtedly a death sentence for him. At this time, even if the Emperor himself came, let alone Prince Qing, Fu Lin would not be happy.

Fu Lin was a patient and did not need to move, but Feng Qingchen did not have the privilege of meeting the princes and the emperor without bowing. However, Feng Qingchen was wearing a doctor's gown, gloves on her hands, and a mask and hair cover. She was not suitable to go out in this state.

Feng Qingchen was waiting inside the house for Prince Qing to come in. As soon as he arrived, she stepped forward to apologize: "Qingchen failed to come to greet you from afar. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

"It was my fault that I came here suddenly and disturbed Miss Feng from rescuing people. I hope Miss Feng will not blame me." Prince Qing stepped forward and gave Feng Qingchen a false support, refusing to accept Feng Qingchen's kneeling greeting.

Are you kidding? The Ninth Prince went to Feng Mansion with such a grand ceremony today, wasn't it just to support Feng Qingchen? How could he dare to accept Feng Qingchen's gift? Maybe he would even have to pay tribute to Feng Qingchen in the future.

Although Feng Qingchen is younger than him, he is the Ninth Prince's man and is a lot older than him in seniority. When the time comes, he might have to behave like a junior in front of Feng Qingchen.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for not punishing me." Feng Qingchen did not insist. She was reluctant to dirty her clothes by kneeling down, so she stepped sideways to make it easier for Prince Qing to walk to the bed.

Prince Qing smiled and nodded, then walked past Feng Qingchen to the bedside. Fu Lin had an injury on his leg and was not in a good mental state, so he was unable to stand up and salute. He could only apologize. Prince Qing had come to visit the patient under the order of the emperor, so how could he trouble Fu Lin?

Prince Qing conveyed the Emperor's concern, mentioned the gift bestowed by the Emperor, comforted Fu Lin, and then asked about Fu Lin's condition. Of course, Prince Qing was asking about Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen repeated the amputation plan again. Prince Qing frowned, because he knew that the emperor did not want Fu Lin to become a disabled person and lose his usefulness.

Prince Qing did not dare to yell at Feng Qingchen, so he could only ask politely, "Miss Feng, is there no other way except amputation? Lord Fu is a key minister of Dongling, and he also sacrificed for the country this time. The emperor is also very concerned about Lord Fu's affairs."

"Your Highness Prince Qing, it's not that Qingchen insists on doing this, but Lord Fu's injuries are too serious. How about Your Highness Prince Qing call the imperial physician in, and we can see together if we can find another treatment plan." Fu Lin's illness had already been put on her head, and she was too lazy to drag those imperial physicians into it, but the current situation did not allow her to bear it alone.

"Just as Miss Feng said, call in all the imperial doctors and have a collective discussion." Prince Qing agreed readily.

This move was also for Feng Qingchen's sake. Even if something really happened to Fu Lin at that time, it would not be because Feng Qingchen did not care, but because Fu Lin was too seriously injured and there was really nothing that could be done.

Fu Lin knew that Prince Qing was on Feng Qingchen's side, so he just remained silent without saying a word.

His opponent has never been Feng Qingchen. If Feng Qingchen can be praised, what else can he say?

With the order from Prince Qing, the imperial doctors had to come in obediently no matter how reluctant they were. More than a dozen people came in together and soon filled the room.

Prince Qing did not say much. He just asked the imperial doctors to come forward to diagnose Fu Lin and then study whether there was a better treatment plan.

The imperial physicians had already examined Fu Lin's injuries, and when Prince Qing spoke, they only stepped forward to respond briefly. However, as soon as they got closer, they realized something was wrong.

"Hey, Master Fu is awake?"

"Is the wound bandaged?"

"The pulse is strong too."

"But the Qi and blood are still insufficient, and the foundation is damaged. I'm afraid this leg can't be saved. In my opinion, we still have to amputate this leg."

Traditional Chinese medicine also talks about amputation, but it is used less frequently. Chinese medicine is slow to take effect. In Fu Lin's case, amputation must be done as soon as possible. Chinese medicine can be used for conditioning, but by the time the medicine takes effect, the best time for treatment may have passed.

Feng Qingchen used intravenous injection to allow the drug to take effect quickly, and adjusted Fu Lin's condition immediately to preserve his energy and spirit so that he would not be unable to survive the operation.

"Although Lord Fu's condition has improved, he is still too seriously injured. This old minister agrees with the opinion of Imperial Physician Liang." Although the imperial physicians admired Feng Qingchen's methods, they would definitely not speak well of Feng Qingchen in front of Prince Qing at this time.

Are you kidding? If they admit that they are not as good as Feng Qingchen, how will they survive in the future? These princes and grandchildren are all precious and will not agree to be treated by a doctor with poor medical skills.

Feng Qingchen stood aside without saying a word. She had known that the situation would be like this. Although these imperial doctors were afraid of death, their medical skills were good, otherwise they would not have entered the Imperial Medical Bureau.

There was no way they could not diagnose Fu Lin's condition, and they dared not respond rashly. If something happened to Fu Lin, they would also be in trouble. Conservative treatment was the best way.

The words of the imperial physician dispelled the last trace of doubt in Fu Lin's heart, and also made Prince Qing secretly relieved. With the imperial physicians' words, Feng Qingchen would be fine, and he would not offend the Ninth Uncle.

This kind of task, being caught between the Emperor and the Ninth Prince, is extremely difficult. Prince Qing doesn't want to, nor dares to, offend either of them. But precisely because he doesn't dare to offend both sides, Prince Qing becomes even more miserable.

This is called a fight between gods, and the little ghost is unlucky. Feng Qingchen looked at King Qing with sympathy and waited for Fu Lin to make a decision...