When she was in pain and disappointment, she was so heartbroken that she almost died. After being kidnapped by King Luo, she was unable to wait for rescue, and finally had to wait until Wang Jinling came to rescue her.
God knows how much she hoped that Uncle Nine Emperors would appear in front of her at that moment.
God knows how disappointed she was when she didn't see Uncle Nine Emperors when she woke up.
But she couldn't let the people in Feng Mansion know about this, she could only bear it silently.
Uncle Nine Emperors asked now, what’s the point?
Seeing the undisguised guilt and distress in Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes, Feng Qingchen wanted to laugh, but she couldn't. She could only say in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't hurt now, it's almost better."
Feng Qingchen turned away, not looking at the distress and self-blame in Uncle Jiuhuang's eyes.
It's too late!
"I'm sorry that I wasn't with you at that time." Uncle Nine Emperors stretched out his hand, pulled Feng Qingchen into his arms, whispered into Feng Qingchen's ear.
"Let me go, you're injured." Feng Qingchen slightly avoided it, fearing that it would hurt Uncle Nine Emperors' body.
"It's a small injury, it doesn't matter." Uncle Nine Emperors put his arm around Feng Qingchen's waist, not allowing Feng Qingchen to flinch, and rested his forehead on Feng Qingchen's head: "Qingchen, I miss you very much.
think."
A low and hoarse voice lingered in her ears. Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and allowed the voice to penetrate into her mind.
"I miss you too." But when I missed you the most, you were not by my side. Now... I can face it alone and accept the fact that I will not be able to hold a scalpel in the future.
I no longer need your comfort or your arms.
Sensing the sadness that Feng Qingchen unconsciously revealed, Uncle Nine Emperors put down his body and said softly: "Qingchen, I'm sorry about Ziluo. I promise that this is the last time and there will never be another time.
Already."
He can't change the past, the only thing he can do is promise the future.
Feng Qingchen responded and didn't say much. He just said: "You are injured, let me bandage it for you first. If anything happens, we will talk about it later."
"The injury on your body is not urgent. Let me hug you. I am very worried about you these days." Only by holding Feng Qingchen could he make sure that Feng Qingchen was fine.
"There will be plenty of time in the future, so let's look at your injuries first. Aren't you looking for me in such a hurry because of your injuries?" Otherwise, why would Uncle Nine Emperors come to her as soon as he entered the city? He must have a lot of things to do.
"When did I say that I came to you because of my injuries? There is no shortage of doctors in the imperial city." The Nine Emperors Uncle expressed his anger and distanced himself from Feng Qingchen.
Su Wenqing was right, Feng Qingchen was really angry this time.
"I know there is no shortage of doctors in the imperial city, but the injury on your body seems to be very serious. Let's take a look at the wound first." As he got closer, he could smell the faint smell of blood and a very unpleasant smell from Uncle Nine Emperors.
Nice smell.
"You only have wounds in your eyes, not me?" Uncle Jiuhuang was very unhappy. Feng Qingchen coaxed out of habit: "It's because you are injured that I'm worried."
These words made the Nine Emperors Uncle smile away, and he took the opportunity to say: "I have a sense of discretion, this injury will not kill you. I just wanted to rush back, and I didn't care about it, so the injury got worse."
In order to make Feng Qingchen feel distressed, he not only ignored the injury on his left shoulder, but also used his left hand to pull the rope as usual. His left arm was seriously injured. It had not lasted for three to five months, and he was afraid that it would not be able to heal properly.
"Let me see." Feng Qingchen broke out from Jiuhuangshu's arms and motioned to Jiuhuangshu to sit down: "Take off your clothes."
"Help me." Uncle Nine Emperors raised his right hand awkwardly, saying that he couldn't do it.
Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes at Uncle Jiuhuang and stopped arguing with him. He picked up a pair of scissors and started cutting off Uncle Jiuhuang's clothes. Uncle Jiuhuang finally smiled for the first time tonight and rested his head on it.
Feng Qingchen's chest: "Qingchen, it's great to see you. I thought I would never see you again this time. I didn't expect that I could come back alive."
Since he had used the bitter meat tactic, Jiuhuangshu didn't mind adding a few more sentences to deepen the effect of this tactic. He was really afraid that Feng Qingchen would ignore him, and because of Bao'er's matter, he felt guilty.
"Don't move around. I won't care if you get hurt." Feng Qingchen pretended to be fierce, but the smile on Uncle Nine Emperor's lips became brighter: "I believe in you."
Compared with the calm and self-possessed Feng Qingchen, he could face such a Feng Qingchen. He would rather Feng Qingchen yell at him or punch him than be indifferent and distant.
Feng Qingchen's eyes dimmed, and he glanced at his left hand that couldn't be raised, and paused in his movements.
She also believed in the Nine Emperors Uncle, but because she believed too much and left everything to the Nine Emperors Uncle, she found herself in a difficult situation and was helpless.
"Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" Uncle Nine Emperors noticed Feng Qingchen's change, raised his head and asked, but at this time, Feng Qingchen had already put away his low mood and responded: "It's okay."
The clothes were quickly cut off, revealing Uncle Nine Emperor's injured left arm.
"Why is the injury so serious?" Feng Qingchen's eyes flashed with coldness. At this time, she didn't have any emotion of a little daughter. She only commented on Uncle Nine Emperor's injuries from the standpoint of a doctor.
Uncle Nine Emperor's left shoulder exuded an unpleasant odor. The wound was red and black, with a lot of pus and blood around it. The outer layer of skin stuck directly to his clothes, and when it was torn off, it brought up a lot of rotten flesh.
Uncle Jiuhuang glanced at his wound with disgust and looked away. "I don't know either. I have been busy traveling these past few days and didn't pay attention to it."
Feng Qingchen poked it with tweezers, and Uncle Nine Emperor's brows moved uncontrollably.
The wound was very painful, a heart-piercing pain. Feng Qingchen's poke made Uncle Jiuhuang almost bite his tongue in pain. Fortunately, he was used to getting hurt, so his complexion only changed slightly.
"You never cared about this wound, right? You still ride a horse after being injured like this. Don't you want your hand?" Feng Qingchen checked the wound and couldn't help scolding: "Do you know, your left hand
That means you might not be able to keep it."
When Feng Qingchen looked at the necrotic tissue around him, his two eyebrows were almost knotted, the bones were damaged, and the degree of decay of the wound was far beyond expectation. Uncle Nine Emperors wanted to destroy his left hand.
"If you can't save it, you can't save it. I can't be with you when you are in danger. This injury can be regarded as a hardship." Uncle Nine Emperors said indifferently, which made Feng Qingchen very angry. After taking a closer look,
, he found that there were no traces of treatment on Uncle Nine Emperor's wounds, and his eyes turned cold.
It turned out that this man had this idea.
"Then I really want to thank you for not forgetting me when you are away from home. Uncle Nine Emperors, do you know who gave me the medicine I used on my left hand?" Feng Qingchen threw the tweezers into the tray with his left hand and sneered.
"Who gave it to me?" Someone couldn't have ruined his plan. That would be damned!
"Su Wenqing, the eldest son of Su. The black jade ointment for regenerating tendons personally prepared by the owner of the Xuanyi Valley." Although this medicine is precious, Uncle Nine Emperors will definitely have it in abundance, but there is no trace of the medicine being applied to Uncle Nine Emperors' wounds.
"Su Wenqing?" It turned out that he was the one who ruined my good deeds and was looking for death.
"Wen Qing said that this medicine was specially made for you by the owner of the valley. You just sent a batch before you left Beijing, so you brought it with you. He also told me not to worry about you. With this black jade ointment for rejuvenating tendons, it can be used to treat broken tendons.
The bones will heal within a hundred days." Feng Qingchen looked at the Nine Emperors Uncle with a mocking look on his face. Seeing the Nine Emperors Uncle's expression becoming more and more serious, the smile on Feng Qingchen's face became brighter and brighter, and he kindly persuaded: "Your Majesty
, next time you are injured, remember to apply the medicine given by the Valley Master as soon as possible. The Valley Master said that you will be healed within a hundred days after applying the medicine, instead of applying the medicine after a hundred days. Your behavior of not applying medicine to the wound when you are injured,
Very childish."
Using his own body to plot against her and make her soft-hearted, Uncle Nine Emperors couldn't think of it!