922 Miracle, this is too unscientific

With the help of the secret guards, maidservants and Zuo An, Feng Qingchen returned safely to Feng Mansion. The first thing he did after rushing into Feng Mansion was to order the secret guards and escorts to rush to the scene of the accident immediately to rescue the secret guards, maidservants and coachman.

As for Zuo An? Feng Qingchen had great confidence in him. There were not many people who could kill Zuo An these days. Zuo An was not a secret guard maid who would risk her own life to protect her.

It is absolutely true that rescuers always arrive after the disaster is over.

The secret guards had to stay in Feng Mansion to protect Feng Chen. When the guards arrived, the seven men in black had already left. The secret guard maid and the coachman fell to the ground covered in blood. Fortunately, they were still alive. As for Zuo An? The guards didn't even see his shadow.

The guards carried the secret guard maids and the coachman back to the Feng Mansion. Feng Qingchen had already made preparations and was waiting for them in the cabin. The three of them had more than a dozen wounds on their bodies and looked extremely miserable. The two secret guard maids had broken bones. Even if they could save their lives, they would be useless in the future.

Feng Qingchen did not say much, but just concentrated on rescuing the three people, doing her best to save their lives. Even if the secret guard maid could no longer protect her in the future, she could still support these two people. After all, they were injured because of protecting her.

Feng Qingchen was already very adept at treating external injuries. With the help of Tong Jue and Tong Yao, Feng Qingchen finally bandaged the injuries of the secret guards, the maidservant, and the coachman before the emperor sent someone to summon her to the Fu family.

"Take good care of them and feed them medicine every two hours. If something goes wrong, go get a doctor immediately." Feng Qingchen took off his bloody clothes and walked out.

She couldn't stay with them all the time, so the rest of the work had to be left to Tong Jue and Tong Yao.

"Yes, miss." Tong Yao stayed to take care of the three injured people, while Tong Jue followed Feng Qingchen. Chun Hui and Qiu Hua prepared hot water early so that Feng Qingchen could wash and change her clothes as soon as she stepped into the yard.

The five maids were well-trained, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they had tidied Feng Qingchen up neatly, without any trace of the embarrassment and fatigue she had shown before.

"Miss, you don't look good. Put on some makeup." After the last hairpin was fixed, Dongxue suggested in a low voice.

"No need. No one in the Fu family will care about how I look." It's not that Feng Qingchen doesn't care about beauty, but as a doctor, she really can't put on makeup while working. Once she sweats, all the powder will become smudged, and it's very uncomfortable to have it stick to the skin.

"Miss, without someone to protect you closely, will you be unsafe when you go out?" What happened last night scared the maids.

"I know Chunhui and Qiuhua also know some martial arts. You two come with me." Feng Qingchen stood up and made arrangements.

She can't just stay in Feng Mansion for the rest of her life and never go out just because it's dangerous outside. If that's the case, it would be better to just kill her.

"Yes, girl." Chunhui and Qiuhua were not afraid at all. Instead, they were full of fighting spirit.

The servant's duty is to protect the master.

Feng Qingchen changed the coachman and maid, and at the urging of the eunuch, she came to the Fu family again. Just as Feng Qingchen thought, no one in the Fu family cared about Feng Qingchen's complexion, nor did they notice that the maid and coachman who often followed her had been replaced, and they didn't even reveal anything about what happened last night.

Feng Qingchen became more and more curious about the master of that group of people last night. Who on earth had such great power that he could cover the sky with one hand in the imperial city? Although the noise she made yesterday was not big, there were many people staring at her. How come there was no sound at all?

Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen didn't have much time to think. The three imperial doctors who had changed shifts heard what the three imperial doctors said yesterday, and came forward to greet Feng Qingchen as soon as he came in.

Feng Qingchen also regained his composure and returned the gift to the three people with a smile. At the repeated invitation of the three people, Feng Qingchen took out the equipment, examined Fu Lin again, and explained in detail.

Lord Fu Linfu, who served as a teaching prop, lay there very diligently, allowing the three doctors to order him around.

One of the imperial physicians mentioned that there were a few unclear parts in the human skeleton diagram that Feng Qingchen had drawn during the painting competition with Su Wan, and he wanted to ask Feng Qingchen for some guidance.

Feng Qingchen did not refuse and asked the three imperial doctors to help take off Fu Lin's clothes and use Fu Lin as a teaching material. The three imperial doctors nodded in agreement and the three of them, together with Feng Qingchen, reached out to Fu Lin.

Fu Lin had no injuries on his upper body, and the three imperial doctors quickly took off Fu Lin's shirt. The three were about to reach out and unbutton Fu Lin's pants, but at this moment, a cold voice sounded in their ears.

"What are you doing?"

"Ah, Fu, Fu, Master Fu, you're awake." The imperial physician bent over, with his hands still on Fu Lin's belt. When he heard Fu Lin's words, he was so scared that he froze in place.

"Fu, Lord Fu is awake, awake." The imperial physician who was holding Fu Lin was so scared that he let go immediately. With a thud, Fu Lin fell straight to the ground and hit the stone pillow. Fu Lin's face was distorted.

Another imperial physician was holding Fu Lin's shirt with both hands. The moment Fu Lin opened his mouth to speak, he was so scared that he dropped the shirt in his hands. The only normal person in the whole audience was Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen stood beside the bed, looking at Fu Lin in surprise, and said in disbelief: "You woke up? You woke up on the third day. You were still having a fever, but you woke up."

Waking up means Fu Lin's life is saved and his leg does not need to be amputated. As for whether his injured leg can recover to its original state, that is hard to say.

Are the descendants of the temple really so powerful that they can allow him to encounter medical miracles and even stop Fu Lin with a 10% chance?

When the wound was still inflamed and the patient was still running a fever, Fu Lin actually woke up?

This is too unscientific.

Feng Qingchen couldn't believe what she saw and quickly rubbed her eyes. She was a person who did not believe in medical miracles because she had seen too many people die in anticipation of medical miracles.

"Why can't I wake up? What? Do you want me to die?" Fu Lin fell on the bed motionless. Feng Qingchen's shocked expression made him very happy.

The more Feng Qingchen wanted him to die, the more he didn't want to die. Seeing Feng Qingchen's shocked expression, it was worth it for him to ask Falcon to find Xuelian in advance.

"No, your life or death has nothing to do with me. I just can't believe that you actually got the 10% chance. It's amazing." Feng Qingchen shook his head blankly.

"Wait, let me check you." Feng Qingchen immediately turned around, brought the medicine box over, and quietly activated the smart medical kit.

He still had a low fever and was still weak, but that did not change the fact that Fu Lin had woken up. Feng Qingchen confirmed again and again that his diagnosis was correct and stretched out his right hand to Fu Lin.

Fu Lin was surprised for a moment, not knowing what Feng Qingchen was going to do. Looking at the hand in front of him, Fu Lin imitated Feng Qingchen and stretched out his right hand.

However, such a simple action took a lot of effort from Fu Lin. Just when he was about to lower his hand, Feng Qingchen grabbed his hand...

When he touched Feng Qingchen's cold and smooth palm, Fu Lin knew that it was worth it even if it took up all his strength!