1749 Dilemma, as soon as encountering Feng Qingchen
"You don't understand." Feng Qingchen sighed. For her, this matter was by no means as simple as killing someone.
"I really don't understand. It's all murder anyway, so what does it matter how you kill?" As a killer, Zuo An couldn't understand why Feng Qingchen would be uneasy because of the way he killed.
When he walked out of the cell, a cold wind blew in his face. Feng Qingchen shivered and his mind became clearer. Feng Qingchen laughed at himself: "You are right, they are all murders. How they kill is not important at all."
Her hands are already stained with blood, and she still pretends to be innocent because she is wearing makeup...
Although Zuo An opened the door and the knots in his heart were relieved a lot, Feng Qingchen still had no way to get rid of the influence of using medical skills to harm people in an instant.
Lying on the bed, Feng Qingchen couldn't sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the professor's disappointed eyes and silent condemnation. The torment made Feng Qingchen almost go crazy.
Maybe in the eyes of others, this is a ridiculous insistence, but to Feng Qingchen, this is the bottom line for her medical practice, but today she broke this bottom line, and in the future...
One thing leads to another. She couldn't deceive herself and say that this was the first and last time. She would definitely do the same thing in the future when she encountered the same dilemma.
She finally lived up to the professor's expectations!
Alas... Feng Qingchen sighed and kept his eyes open until dawn.
At the same time, Uncle Nine Emperors, who was far away at the border of Night City, also had no intention of sleeping. After discussing the battle plan with Yuwen Yuanhua and others, Uncle Nine Emperors stepped back and walked out of the camp alone, looking absently in the direction of Dongling.
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Uncle Nine Emperors knew that Feng Qingchen would not suffer from Qin Baoer and would not take Qin Baoer seriously, but he still couldn't help but worry in his heart.
He knows very well that the longer something is hidden, the more hurtful it will be when it is revealed.
Uncle Nine Emperors thought more than once about whether he should find an opportunity to explain the matter clearly to Feng Qingchen. After all, concealing it like this was not an option, but...
In the martial arts competition, he used Bu Fan as a shield to make everyone, including Feng Qingchen, believe that Lan Jiuqing had nothing to do with Uncle Nine Emperors. Now he told Feng Qingchen everything about what he had done before.
Isn't everything a joke?
The most important thing is, can Feng Qingchen forgive him now? Can he understand him?
Knowing that he has a fiancée, will Feng Qingchen still stay with him?
The answer is no. Let’s not talk about Feng Qingchen’s arrogance, but just talk about Feng Qingchen’s identity. Even if Feng Qingchen doesn’t care that he has a fiancée, the Fengli tribe will not sit idly by and do nothing. The Fengli tribe will never allow Feng Qingchen and Feng Qingchen to be together.
He continued to be entangled.
Uncle Nine Emperors looked up at the sky, his expressionless face stained with a hint of sadness. His mind was in chaos and he couldn't figure it out.
Having concealed it to this point, speaking out at this time will be a failure. But if it continues to be concealed, the conflict between the two will become deeper and deeper. If this continues, no matter how strong the love is, it will be completely consumed.
What should we do?
Someone who is good at calculations and has a brain that is good at calculations will freeze every time he encounters this problem and cannot find a good solution.
The next day, Feng Qingchen went out with bloodshot eyes and dark circles. On the way, he received many concerned looks from servants. Even Xiao Feng Jin stretched out his fist and hit Feng Qingchen on the dark eye sockets.
"Uh-huh..." Feng Jin frowned and looked at Feng Qingchen with a serious face. He poked Feng Qingchen's eye bags with his little chubby hands and kept babbling.
Feng Qingchen didn't understand what Feng Jin was talking about. He only knew that Feng Jin was rare for people like this. Feng Qingchen couldn't help but become happy. He lifted Feng Jin up and the brother and sister put their foreheads on each other and said with a smile.
: "Oh my little baby, you know you feel sorry for your sister."
"Hey..." Xiao Fengjin was unhappy, and poked Feng Qingchen's cheek twice with her chubby fingers: Don't treat me like a child.
"Why are you so cute?" Feng Qingchen couldn't hold it back. He opened his mouth and bit Feng Jin's face, making Feng Jin's face covered in saliva. Seeing Feng Jin turn away in disgust, he became even happier:
"I am young and mature. How old are you? You have a straight face at such a young age, like a little old man. Be careful not to find a wife in the future."
As Feng Qingchen said this, he pinched Feng Jin's face with his fingers, causing Feng Jin's face to turn red, her eyes to be wet, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Chun Hue and Qiu Hua looked away silently, pretending not to see anything.
As soon as Sun Sixing came in, he saw Feng Qingchen, an unscrupulous sister, bullying Feng Jin. Sun Sixing quickly stepped forward and snatched Feng Jin from Feng Qingchen's hand: "Master, Feng Jin is still young, you can't bully him like this."
Xiao Fengjin put her arms around Sun Sixing's neck, and buried her little face in Sun Sixing's neck. Her little body twitched, and her aggrieved look made Sun Sixing heartbroken.
Sun Sixing patted Xiao Fengjin's back gently and comforted her softly.
Feng Qingchen looked at the sky... She was sure that Xiao Fengjin was laughing rather than feeling aggrieved.
Sure enough, one thing comes down to another.
Feng Qingchen obediently accepted the scolding and did not dare to reply. It was not until Xiaofeng Jin fell asleep in Sun Sixing's arms with satisfaction that Sun Sixing stopped talking.
"Take Master Feng Jin down." Feng Qingchen winked at Chun Hui, who stepped forward with a sullen smile and took Feng Jin from Sun Sixing's hand.
"Be careful, don't hurt Feng Jin." Sun Sixing did not forget to warn Chun Hui, and Chun Hui responded with a smile: "Don't worry, Master Sixing, I won't hurt Master Feng Jin."
"Well, be gentle. Remember to ask the kitchen to keep Feng Jin's food warm. He will definitely be hungry when he wakes up." Sun Sixing explained some more details, and Chun Hui agreed to them one by one.
Sun Sixing really loved Feng Jin, it hurt to the core of his heart. Even when Feng Qingchen bullied Feng Jin, Sun Sixing would scold him without mercy. Not to mention Zuo An's rough hands and feet, which always made Feng Jin cry.
When Feng Jin was away, Sun Sixing noticed Feng Qingchen's unusual behavior and asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?" He looked so ugly. Did he commit a crime yesterday?
"Didn't sleep well." Feng Qingchen smiled bitterly, and the good mood brought by Feng Jin disappeared instantly without a trace.
Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't want to talk more, Sun Sixing couldn't continue to ask more questions. The master and the apprentice finished their breakfast in silence. Sun Sixing was about to tell Feng Qingchen about Ling Mo's condition, but he didn't know it yet.
When she opened her mouth, she saw Qin Baoer walking in, and the maid behind her was carrying a small tray.
"Brother Sixing, you are here too." Qin Baoer's eyes lit up when he saw Sun Sixing. He walked quickly to Sun Sixing and said delicately: "Brother Sixing, you have been very busy recently. Baoer has been busy for many days.
I didn’t see you anymore, and you didn’t come to see Bao’er either.”
If this was said by a five or six-year-old girl, we would just think that she was acting coquettishly and seeking adult attention. But if it were said by a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old girl with a fiancé, it would be really disgusting and disgusting.
Feng Qingchen had the urge to rush forward and slap her twice.
This woman can't stay away from her apprentice. Why is it interesting to pester her apprentice like this?