1650 Angry, where did Uncle Nine Emperor go in the middle of the night
Ling Mo's injuries were very serious. The wound in his mouth would not heal for a while, and the soft meat in his throat needed surgery to remove it. However, Ling Mo's current condition cannot be operated on at all, and it is hard to say when he can have surgery.
Ling Mo's wound was very inflamed. If he did the surgery rashly, he could easily die from postoperative infection or complications. Moreover, Feng Qingchen couldn't determine the specific condition of the soft flesh now, so he didn't dare to operate it easily.
Feng Qingchen would not risk the patient's life. She chose conservative treatment, stabilizing Ling Mo's wound first, and then doing further treatment after the wound improved.
Except for Doudou, there were no other assistants in the operating room. Feng Qingchen struggled a bit. He was busy until midnight before he cleaned Ling Mo's wound and sprinkled medicinal powder on it.
"Watch him, don't let him move around, let alone talk or eat. If he is thirsty, just moisten his lips with a cotton swab dipped in water. I will be back in an hour." Feng Qingchen explained.
Doudou took off his doctor's robe and strode out. Doudou wanted to ask a few more questions, but before he could open his mouth, Feng Qingchen's figure disappeared.
Doudou lamented again, and for some reason she thought of Sun Sixing who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River, and felt extremely envious and longing for her.
It would be nice if he could be as cute as Sixing, so that Qingchen wouldn't be aggressive with him at every turn, and Zuo An wouldn't beat him at every turn.
Woohoo, he wants Si Xing so much. It’s better to Si Xing, Si Xing won’t be aggressive with him or beat him.
Feng Qingchen was so anxious because he wanted to rush to the Ninth Prince's Mansion before the Ninth Emperor's uncle went to court, and tell the Ninth Emperor's uncle about Ling Mo in detail to see what the Ninth Emperor's uncle had planned.
She believed that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't know that Tianqiong Castle had a map of Kyushu. If he had known, Uncle Nine Emperors would have already taken action against Tianqiong Castle.
Of course, Feng Qingchen would not go out alone, so she called Zuo An.
Zuo An shrugged and said there was no problem. Before Feng Qingchen could speak, Zuo An picked up Feng Qingchen's collar and ran towards the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and then...
In front of the guards of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, both openly and secretly, Feng Qingchen was thrown into the inner courtyard of the Ninth Prince's Mansion without any gentleness.
"What kind of rhythm is this?" The tense nerves of the bright and secret guards of the Nine Princes' Mansion relaxed, and then they looked at each other silently, complaining in their hearts: Why did Miss Feng come at this time?
"Ahem..." Although Feng Qingchen was not frightened, he was almost strangled to death and sat on the ground coughing violently.
She must have had a grudge against Zuo An in her previous life. This was not the first time. Zuo An could not have adopted a gentler approach. Even if he was afraid that Uncle Nine Emperors would misunderstand and could not hold her, it would be troublesome to pull her. She was not a sandbag...
…
Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth, but Zuo An, the culprit, had long since disappeared. Feng Qingchen was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He could only get up from the ground angrily and asked the guard on the side: "Where is Uncle Nine Emperors? I have something important to do.
Want to see him."
"Uh..." The person in question had a bitter look on his face. The secret guards could hide, but the public guards of the Nine Princes' Mansion could not run away.
"What's wrong?"
The guard said bravely: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is no longer in the house."
"Not there? Uncle Nine Emperors is not in the house at this time. Where has he gone?" Feng Qingchen asked with a frown. The guard lowered his head and did not dare to say a word. Feng Qingchen did not expect this man to answer, so he only said: "Then I will go.
Isn’t it convenient to wait for him in Uncle Nine Emperor’s room?”
"Convenient, of course it's convenient." How could the guard dare to say no? While sending Feng Qingchen to Jiuhuangshu's room, he notified the housekeeper and asked him to quickly inform Jiuhuangshu that Miss Feng had come to check the post in the middle of the night.
But informing Uncle Nine Emperors was not easy. Even though the palace steward was a confidant of Uncle Nine Emperors, Uncle Nine Emperors would not tell him his whereabouts. The steward could only worry and carefully explain to Feng Qingchen that Uncle Nine Emperors was by no means a
Instead of fooling around, he went out to do business.
Feng Qingchen couldn't laugh or cry. She trusted Uncle Jiuhuang very much. There was no need for the housekeeper to do so. After sending the worried housekeeper away, Feng Qingchen waited in Uncle Jiuhuang's room. She thought that Uncle Jiuhuang would arrive soon.
When I came back, I didn't expect that when it was almost dawn, Uncle Nine Emperors walked in with a cold air.
Feng Qingchen leaned on the head of the bed and closed her eyes to rest. She woke up quickly when she heard the noise. When she opened her eyes, she saw Uncle Nine Emperors, dressed in black and with a frosty face, standing in front of her. Feng Qingchen naturally smiled.
, he was half-ridiculous but froze: "Uncle Nine Emperors, where does the fragrance on your body come from?"
Uncle Nine Emperors did not have the familiar ink bamboo fragrance on her body, but an extremely refreshing cold bamboo fragrance, even with a hint of daughter's fragrance. This smell made Feng Qingchen very dissatisfied, and also made Feng Qingchen lose a little bit of her mind.
.
"Accident." Uncle Nine Emperors had a dark face, obviously unwilling to say more. He took off his black clothes in front of Feng Qingchen and threw them out in disgust.
"Really? What kind of accident?" Feng Qingchen is not a narrow-minded woman, but the fragrance on Uncle Nine Emperors' body is obviously related to women, which makes Feng Qingchen feel very uncomfortable.
There is a woman she doesn't know secretly plotting against Uncle Nine Emperors?
"Are you questioning this king?" Uncle Nine Emperors raised his eyes and became even colder.
The weird aura on his body already made him feel very bad, and Feng Qingchen's interrogation made Uncle Nine Emperors extremely unhappy.
Feng Qingchen's heart was suffocated, and the smile on his face was far-fetched: "I'm just curious about how you came back home in the middle of the night with the fragrance of your daughter."
Can't she even ask?
"It has nothing to do with women." Uncle Nine Emperors gritted his teeth and said, "I told you that this was an accident."
Damn what a surprise!
He never thought that Bu Jingyun would bring Qin Baoer's things to him in a confidential letter, causing him to lose sight of it for a while.
Are you sure it has nothing to do with women? Are you sure it was just an accident? If that's the case, why didn't you tell me clearly? Why are you so angry?
Feng Qingchen didn't ask this question. She just took a deep look at Uncle Jiuhuang. Seeing that the frost on Uncle Jiuhuang's face was even heavier, Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and said calmly: "You said
If it’s an accident, then it’s an accident.”
"It was an accident." Uncle Nine Emperors' heart tightened. He always felt that something was not right. He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't tell what happened to Qin Baoer. He could only sit there and let out the cold air.
Feng Qingchen didn't say anything, feeling a little aggrieved. Feng Qingchen tried not to let this emotion affect him. He stood up, wet the towel on the shelf, and handed it to Uncle Nine Emperors: "Wipe it clean."
She didn't like the smell of other women on Uncle Jiuhuang, and Uncle Jiuhuang didn't like it either. After the cold fragrance disappeared from his body, Uncle Jiuhuang's tense expression eased slightly, and his tone became a little softer: "It's so late at night.
Come to see me, what happened?" It's okay, Feng Qingchen will never come to him in the middle of the night.
Originally, she had a lot of things to say to Uncle Nine Emperors, but the fragrance from Uncle Nine Emperors' body burned away Feng Qingchen's rationality. Feng Qingchen used the tone of reporting to her superiors and told Ling Mo's story again.
Without waiting for Uncle Nine Emperors to reply, he left directly: "It's getting late, so I won't disturb Uncle Nine Emperors. I'll leave first."
After saying that, Feng Qingchen stood up and walked out without even looking at Uncle Nine Emperors.
A message to readers: I wrote this chapter five times. I talked calmly, argued fiercely, asked rationally, and pretended nothing happened. No matter how I wrote it, I was still not satisfied. In the end, I was satisfied with this version.