989 is too dirty, get out of here
Faster, faster!
Even if he didn't go out, Feng Qingchen knew that the other party was coming with great force and strong combat power. The guards of the villa would have to pay a huge price to withstand the two Xiaochens.
In the operating room, Feng Qingchen tried his best to speed up the operation, not even daring to breathe, for fear of wasting time.
The atmosphere in the operating room was no less intense than that of a battlefield, and even more tense. Apart from the ticking sounds of instruments and infusions, there was only the sound of Feng Qingchen swinging his scalpel. Feng Qingchen used the scalpel to the utmost...
Perhaps because of the war outside, or perhaps because he was eager to save people, Feng Qingchen burst out with unprecedented potential, and his hands were so fast that Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji couldn't even see clearly.
Of course, the explosion of potential does not come without a price. An hour later, Feng Qingchen's face had turned pale, his wrists were trembling slightly, and Feng Qingchen could feel the soreness in his tendons.
Under such a tense situation, Feng Qingchen was seriously overdrawn both physically and mentally. Sun Sixing saw it and was worried, fearing that Feng Qingchen would collapse on the operating table before the operation was over...
Sun Sixing wanted to remind Feng Qingchen countless times not to fight so hard, but he choked back the words when they reached his lips. He knew that it was useless to persuade him at this moment. The explosions outside had not stopped at all. His master could not relax. The only thing he could do now was to pray that the Ninth Uncle could buy more time for his master.
Feng Qingchen knew that he was about to collapse. Although this body was well-trained, it was still a little weak. He didn't feel it when he was doing the craniotomy, but when doing a very physically demanding operation like cardiac surgery, this weakness of lack of physical strength became quite obvious.
Huh... Feng Qingchen took the opportunity to take a breath and blinked her sore eyes. The heart repair had reached the final stage. She must hold on and must not fall on the operating table and waste all her previous efforts.
Feng Qingchen did not dare to relax and could only slow down her hand speed. This time, Sun Sixing and the others could see clearly what Feng Qingchen was doing. Seeing Feng Qingchen repairing the prince's damaged heart one by one, it must be said that Feng Qingchen had a pair of skillful hands, truly a masterful one. |
Sun Sixing, Chi Lianshui and the other two watched without blinking. When Feng Qingchen cut the surgical thread, Sun Sixing exclaimed, "Success!"
Although the prince's heartbeat has not yet recovered, Sun Sixing is already certain that Feng Qingchen's operation was quite successful.
"Yes, the operation was successful!" Huh... Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile finally broke out on her tense face.
She was very satisfied that the operation was successfully completed under such simple conditions.
"Master, congratulations." If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Sun Sixing would have jumped for joy. This was definitely a historic moment and a major breakthrough in medical technology.
Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji were also quite excited. This was something they had only dared to think about, but Feng Qingchen had proved through practice that it was completely possible.
Feng Qingchen's smile was like a flash in the pan, and it disappeared in an instant. He said seriously: "It's too early to say congratulations now. The operation was successful, but it doesn't mean that the prince will be fine. The other hospital is not safe, and the prince cannot get proper care. I don't know if he will get an infection or inflammation after the operation. If..."
Feng Qingchen bit her lip and choked back the words that were about to come out of her mouth: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I still have to sew up the incision. Sixing, you pack up everything here. We must leave immediately after we meet."
"Yes, Master." Feng Qingchen's words hit Sun Sixing and the other two hard. If the prince died from postoperative complications because he was not properly cared for after the operation, they would definitely be furious.
Feng Qingchen was calm and just focused on doing her own thing. As she said, she had done everything she could and she couldn't control other things. Although it was a bit pessimistic to leave everything to fate, sometimes one could only do one's best and leave the rest to fate.
A quarter of an hour before the two hours were up, Feng Qingchen tied a surgical knot on the prince's heart. The centipede-like suture told Sun Sixing and the other two that the operation was officially over!
At the same time, the people sent by the emperor also broke through the last line of defense of the villa and reached the shore. Although their number was small, it also showed the success of the other side.
"Uncle Nine, we can't hold on for much longer." Dong Ling Ziqing also knew at this time that the Ninth Prince did not really want to fight with the other party, but just wanted to buy time for the prince.
"Hold on for another quarter of an hour." Still calm and composed, the Ninth Prince had never panicked from beginning to end. Feng Qingchen said it would take two hours, so he would definitely do it.
“Okay.” Dong Ling Ziqing gritted his teeth, drew the sword from his waist, his eyes reddened, and said solemnly: “Uncle Jiu, if I die, please, please look after my brother for the sake of our relationship as uncle and nephew. My brother will never compete with you for anything.”
Dong Ling Ziqing was willing to use his life to buy that moment for the prince.
The Ninth Prince did not agree, but just looked at Dong Ling Ziqing deeply, neither agreeing nor refusing. Dong Ling Ziqing bent his knees slightly, ready to kneel down and plead for the prince. At this moment, the guards outside the operating room hurried over and shouted loudly: "My Lord, Miss Feng said we can retreat."
Can we retreat now?
Dong Ling Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and after he reacted, he shouted ecstatically: "Uncle Jiu, my brother is fine, my brother is fine."
"I know, Ziqing. You take the people to escort the prince and his entourage to retreat, and I will cover their retreat." The Ninth Prince's expression changed slightly, but there was not much joy or shock on his face, as if this was just the most ordinary news.
He always believed in Feng Qingchen.
"No, Uncle Jiu, I'll cover you, you go first." Although Dong Ling Ziqing was happy, he still had some rationality. It would be absolutely dangerous for someone to cover you, and no one could guarantee if there would be no other accidents.
"You? Are you sure you can hold them back?" It's not that the Ninth Prince looked down on Dong Ling Ziqing. Dong Ling Ziqing might be good at leading troops in battle, but this is not a simple battlefield. Dong Ling Ziqing is not familiar with the situation in the other courtyard and cannot bring out the advantages of the other courtyard at all.
"I..." Dong Ling Ziqing opened his mouth to speak, but finally listened to his Ninth Uncle obediently. Under the protection of his personal soldiers, he met up with Feng Qingchen and the prince and prepared to go down the mountain through the secret passage.
A cunning rabbit has three burrows. When the Ninth Prince was building the villa, he took into account that if the emperor discovered it one day, he would have more than one way to escape.
When Dong Ling Ziqing rushed to the operating room, Feng Qingchen had already prepared the prince. Four nimble personal soldiers carried the stretcher steadily. An IV bottle was hung on the stretcher so as not to affect the prince's infusion.
"Miss Feng, how is my royal brother?" Dong Ling Ziqing hurried forward and looked at the prince lying unconscious on the stretcher with a worried look on his face.
"The operation went smoothly. The prince is doing well now. If he wakes up within six hours, it means there is no problem." Feng Qingchen signaled Dong Ling Ziqing to stay away from the prince.
"Your Highness Prince Qing, you are covered in blood. Don't get too close to the Crown Prince. There are knife wounds on his body. Please move away from him." Feng Qingchen said in an unfriendly tone, and he was almost saying directly, Dongling Ziqing, you are too dirty, get away from him!
It's not that Feng Qingchen has a bad temper, she is just upset. Not only can the prince not be sent to the ICU ward after coming out of the operating room, but he also has to travel along a bumpy road. Feng Qingchen is not only worried that the prince will have a post-operative infection or birth complications, but she is also worried that the wound will rupture and he will die of cardiac bleeding.
It was really a lot of trouble. If Feng Qingchen hadn't been calm enough, she would have thrown away the knife and quit. She really encountered all kinds of bad luck...
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