As soon as Feng Qingchen returned, he was thinking about the two strange maids beside Concubine Xie. These two were by no means simple...
If she guessed correctly, these two people should have been sent by the emperor. The emperor still refused to give up snatching the token in her hand. If force failed, he would resort to hiding.
Feng Qingchen played with the token in his hand and showed a playful smile.
Even though she was in trouble, she didn't regret taking out the token. Seeing the emperor running around anxiously, there was nothing she could do to make it more interesting.
However, just when Concubine Xie was worried that there was a spy around Feng Qingchen, Xia Wan had already found an opportunity to tell Feng Qingchen what happened today, and then respectfully waited for Feng Qingchen's order.
Originally, Xia Wan was used to replace the original spy and deal with the emperor's people, but... Feng Qingchen took care of it in advance, and the Nine Emperors Uncle's people did not arrange to come over. There was a window period, and the emperor
There will definitely be suspicions over there, and Xia Wan will definitely not be of the same use now.
Feng Qingchen sighed secretly and told Xia Wan not to do anything. If the emperor's people came to her, she would just pretend not to know anything.
She had ruined a good chess piece in vain. If there hadn't been too much noise that day, there might have been room left, but...
Sigh... Feng Qingchen is angry when she sees Xia Wan now. Xia Wan's existence reminds Uncle Nine Emperors of her evaluation: act impulsively and use no brain.
Xia Wan nodded to express his understanding and then retreated.
She knew that Feng Qingchen didn't like her now, and she didn't dare to get close to him, but as time passed, it would be fine. She was loyal to the girl, and the girl would always understand.
Because he had an operation the next day, Feng Qingchen did not dare to sleep late and went to bed early to rest. When he woke up the next day, he felt refreshed. After meeting Sun Sixing in the dining room, they went to find Concubine Xie together.
The eighth prince was still sleeping soundly. Feng Qingchen greeted Concubine Xie and asked Concubine Xie to carry the eighth prince to the operating room.
Concubine Xie Huang did not borrow the hands of others, she held the child herself, with the maids and guards behind her. When they arrived in front of the operating room, Concubine Xie hugged the eighth prince and kissed her, but she still couldn't bear to hand over the child to Feng Qingchen.
"Can I go in?" Concubine Xie Huang looked at Feng Qingchen with a pleading look.
Even though Feng Qingchen repeatedly assured that the eighth prince's life would not be in danger, but... as a mother, she would still be worried.
"No." Feng Qingchen said without refusal, his indifferent look somewhat similar to that of the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"I will only stand aside and will never hinder you." Concubine Xie requested again, but Feng Qingchen still shook his head.
Although it was a novel surgery, the process was always bloody, and she had no time to take care of Concubine Xie.
Concubine Xie's repeated requests were in vain, so she had to hand the child to Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen held the child and went directly into the operating room. In front of Concubine Xie, she closed the door with a bang. Concubine Xie stood at the door.
Outside, staring blankly...
The maids and guards behind her were quite angry, thinking that Feng Qingchen was too arrogant, but Concubine Xie didn't think that Feng Qingchen had gone too far at all.
Feng Qingchen did this for the sake of the eighth prince. As long as he was good to the eighth prince, Concubine Xie didn't care whether Feng Qingchen was unreasonable or not.
After the Eighth Prince was brought in, Feng Qingchen gave the Eighth Prince anesthesia, and then...the master and the apprentice waited in the room until the anesthesia took effect before taking action.
After the anesthesia took effect, Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing changed into surgical robes. The blue surgical robe made Sun Sixing even more delicate. If it weren't for his stern face, it would be hard to tell that he was a doctor and could perform surgery alone.
"You will perform the operation this time, and I will do the rest." Feng Qingchen wrapped up all her hair, put on the shoes from the operating room, and then walked into the operating room.
"Master, why don't you do the surgery this time, and I will study along with you." Sun Sixing was confident that he could do this surgery well, but...
The patient was the eighth prince, so he would inevitably be nervous. You must know that Concubine Xie only believed in Feng Qingchen, otherwise she would not have asked to follow up outside the operating room.
"I said, my hand is injured and I can't hold the knife for the time being." Feng Qingchen emphasized again. Sun Sixing was silent. He had known for a long time that Feng Qingchen's hand was healed, so the injury to his hand was a complete excuse.
This is not a delicate operation, Feng Qingchen can completely perform it.
"Si Xing, remember, although people have different statuses, life is the same in the eyes of doctors. Whether the person lying on the operating table today is the eighth prince or an orphan, it is the same to us. No matter who he is, lying on the operating table is the same.
We are the patients on the operating table, and that's all we can do." Feng Qingchen knew that Sun Sixing was a little concerned about the eighth prince's identity.
After all, the first initiative is to be the "big shot", and there must be pressure in her heart. For example, when she held a knife for the first time, her doctor arranged for her to be the mayor's wife, and she was so worried that she couldn't sleep for several days, for fear that something would happen.
The patient's family will not let her go.
What her master told her at the beginning was: From now on, you must treat every patient with the same attitude as you treat the mayor's wife. Only then can you do your best.
An ideal society tells us that everyone is equal before life. The identity of the patient is not important to the doctor, but the fact is: life is not equal. For the same disease, poor people will lose their lives, and people with high status will get the best treatment.
, the most timely treatment.
The identity of the patient is very important. When facing patients with high status and ordinary patients, no doctor can treat them equally, and neither can she, Feng Qingchen.
The same disease means saving a life. The fame and fortune you get when you cure a head of state is different from how you cure a village man.
This is not snobbery, but reality.
"Sixing, if you can complete this operation on the Eighth Prince today, then you will have less pressure to complete the following operations." Using the most distinguished patient to practice, what should Sun Sixing be afraid of?
"Si Xing, I don't insist that you treat the Eighth Prince as an ordinary patient, but you can treat other patients as the Eighth Emperor and show your strongest hand on the operating table." This is what Feng Qingchen found on his own.
method.
She is serious and rigorous on the stage of the operation, and does everything a doctor should do. As for the kind of care she receives after getting off the operating table, that is not her business.
She is a doctor, not a god, and cannot guarantee fairness to everyone.
Sun Sixing took a deep breath and nodded heavily to Feng Qingchen: "Master, I understand."
He will not disappoint his master. In the future, he may meet more patients with high status. He cannot be timid every time. Of course... the reason why he is timid today is mainly because this is the first time he has done it independently.
Even though Feng Qingchen was beside him during the operation, he was still nervous. If it was another patient, he would be equally nervous.
However, with Feng Qingchen's pre-operative comfort, Sun Sixing relaxed a lot. Feng Qingchen saw that Sun Sixing was in about the same condition, so he gave Sun Sixing a start signal.
Bang... The brightness in the operating room increased again. The Eighth Prince's small body was lying on the operating table, even more delicate. Sun Sixing looked at the Eighth Prince calmly and steadily took the instruments handed over by Feng Qingchen.
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He will definitely not disappoint Master!
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