985 surgery, don't make trouble for me

What does it mean to hit it off immediately? Feng Qingchen, Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui hit it off immediately. In less than a quarter of an hour, the three of them decided to cooperate to build a medical school.

Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui were quite straightforward. Apart from the site selection and preparation for the medical school, they took care of all other matters.

They will be responsible for inviting well-known doctors to give lectures and compiling teaching books. Of course, they asked Sun Sixing to do these things together.

As long as he didn't look for her, Feng Qingchen could discuss everything, so he sold Sun Sixing out right away. The three of them agreed that they would start doing this after the prince's surgery was over.

Feng Qingchen calculated the time and estimated that by the time she returned from Shandong, the teaching materials for these three people would not have been compiled yet, so the two sides could just reunite at that time.

The matter was finalized after three parties discussed it. The two men, like the Ninth Prince, did not care whether the medical school would make a profit or not. They only cared about improving the doctors' medical skills so that more people would not die from minor illnesses.

However, Feng Qingchen was definitely a kind person. He rejected the investment from the Ninth Prince, assumed the profits and losses independently, and then offered high salaries to Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji, and the same to the doctors they hired.

Any famous doctor who is willing to stay for a long time will be provided with a courtyard that can accommodate more than ten people free of charge, servants to serve, and a salary of up to five hundred taels a year.

"Isn't it too high? Can you afford it? This will take time and effort." Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui were shocked when they heard Feng Qingchen's words.

They don't know that doctors can make so much money. A doctor with a good reputation can earn over a hundred taels a year, which is considered good. As for doctors of their level, although they can earn a lot, they can be counted on one hand in the entire Kyushu continent. It is not easy to reach the top level.

"Don't worry, I can afford it. Giving high salary is a must. We want to let the world know that being a doctor is no worse than being an official. Moreover, we want to teach them the skills they need, so how can we not give them good salary?

Only good treatment and a stable and affluent life can attract doctors with real skills to teach, and also attract more students to study medicine. I hope that those who study medicine can all read and write. Those who cannot read a single word will not be accepted. "

Those doctors were unwilling to teach their unique skills to others because they were afraid of losing their jobs and leaving their descendants with no future. If she could give the other person and his family a future without worries about food and clothing, would they still keep their skills to themselves?

"What you said makes sense." Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui had no way to refute. How many doctors these days are not busy making money? If they didn't have enough food and clothing, they wouldn't be able to concentrate on writing books.

"It's settled. You can discuss the details later. Don't worry about the money. You just need to be responsible for finding a good doctor." Feng Qingchen hastily ended the conversation about establishing a medical school.

Building a medical school is not a one-day or two-day thing. At this stage, the most important thing to her is the condition of the prince: "I have checked the prince's health. The operation will be performed tomorrow. I need you to sleep well tonight and get enough rest. Otherwise, it will be bad if you have no energy tomorrow. We will be busy all day tomorrow."

The operation would last more than ten hours, and Feng Qingchen was really worried that these two people would not be able to stand. People who were not used to standing would definitely not be able to accept such high-intensity work.

"Don't worry, we two have been prepared. We have been learning from Sixing these days. We promise that we can help you tomorrow instead of causing you trouble. Just leave it to us." Chi Lianshui's pair of peach blossom eyes were frighteningly bright. Feng Qingchen stretched out his hand to block them and sighed secretly.

Damn, why does she feel like she has met another master of the Xuanyi Valley? Does every medical geek have an M tendency in his bones?

No, no, you can't generalize. At least the poison doctor Guo Baoji is still very gentlemanly. Feng Qingchen didn't stay long. She left after giving instructions. The surgery would be performed tomorrow, and she still had a lot of things to do.

The next day, before dawn, Feng Qingchen arrived at the ward where the prince was temporarily staying. Feng Qingchen thought she was early, but she didn't expect that there was someone who arrived earlier than her.

"Your Highness Prince Qing? Why are you here?" Feng Qingchen was already dressed as a doctor at this time, wearing a white robe and his hair was wrapped up. From a distance, he still looked quite scary.

"I want to see my brother." Maybe this is the last time we see each other.

Feng Qingchen nodded and motioned for Prince Qing to go in with her. She had no way of guaranteeing to Prince Qing that the prince would survive the operation.

Inside the room, the prince had changed into patient clothes. When he saw Feng Qingchen and Dong Ling Ziqing walk in, he smiled faintly and sent the servants away without saying a word.

Prince Qing stood at the door and had no intention of speaking. Feng Qingchen waited for a long time, but no one spoke, so he opened the medicine box and said, "Since Your Highness and Prince Qing have nothing to say, let's start now."

Feng Qingchen took out the anesthetic, walked to the prince's bed, and motioned for the prince to lie down.

She wanted to give the prince intravenous combined anesthesia, fentanyl anesthesia and hypothermia anesthesia.

The prince was very cooperative but his facial expression was a little stiff. He stared at the syringe in Feng Qingchen's hand and his heart was beating fast.

When Feng Qingchen's needle pierced into his body, the prince's body stiffened. He grabbed Feng Qingchen's clothes and forced a smile: "Qingchen..." He was a little scared, but he couldn't say it.

"Your Highness, please believe in Qingchen. Qingchen will definitely help you get rid of your heart disease." After Feng Qingchen finished the injection, he held the prince's hand and said firmly.

No matter how confident she is, she must give the prince full confidence at this time. Only in this way will the prince have the courage to face the operation.

"I believe you, Qingchen, I... will leave it to you." The prince knew that Feng Qingchen didn't like anyone holding her hand, so he quickly let go.

Facing the unknown of life and death, he was afraid and uneasy. But with Feng Qingchen's words, he felt at ease. Feng Qingchen had saved so many people who were bound to die, so of course he would be fine.

He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die.

Qingchen, you must heal me, I don't want to die yet...

In the operating room, Sun Sixing, Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui were already waiting there. They had prepared the operating room early. There were plenty of ice cubes and blood bags, and the temperature in the room was kept at around 25 degrees Celsius. This operation almost met the requirements of a sterile operating room, but it could only be used once.

As soon as the prince was pushed in, Sun Sixing stepped forward to take over. Feng Qingchen was in the outer room, changing into a clean surgical gown before going in.

Guo Baoji and Chi Lianshui carried the prince to the operating table and placed some tiny ice chips under the prince's head. Everything was ready, and they were just waiting for Feng Qingchen to come and operate...