307 Destructive, crying children have candy to eat
The wound was dripping with blood, but Feng Qingchen stubbornly refused to say a word, but she was not made of iron after all, and her body started to shake a little soon.
But even so, Feng Qingchen still didn't speak, clenched his teeth and refused to even cry out in pain.
Uncle Jiuhuang sighed again, okay, he was defeated. He was defeated at the hands of Feng Qingchen. If Feng Qingchen didn't feel sorry for his own body, how about he?
Putting the palace lantern at his feet, Uncle Nine Emperors took a snow-white handkerchief and stepped forward to wipe the blood on Feng Qingchen's face.
Feng Qingchen awkwardly avoided it, but was forcefully pulled over by Jiu Huangshu. Feng Qingchen closed her eyes and didn't even bother to look at Jiu Huangshu.
Uncle Jiuhuang's movements were very light, like feathers gently brushing his cheeks. Feng Qingchen shuddered slightly, and his body tensed up. After a while, Uncle Jiuhuang wiped the blood off Feng Qingchen's face.
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Uncle Nine Emperors did not stop there, but continued to wipe the blood from Feng Qingchen's head, trying to see clearly what the injury on her head was.
The emperor's blow was too fast and too hard. Uncle Nine Emperors knew that Feng Qingchen's injury was on the top of his head, but he didn't know how heavy it was. The gang couldn't stop the bleeding after wiping it for a long time. He was a little anxious at the moment and moved his hands faster...
"Hiss..." Feng Qingchen couldn't hold back the pain and cursed in her heart, Uncle Nine Emperors wasn't here for revenge.
Uncle Nine Emperors quickly fought back, but after thinking about it, he was a little angry, and tapped Feng Qingchen on the left side of his head: "Idiot, it hurts to say it."
His head was covered in blood after being hit by the emperor, but he didn't even utter a word. People who didn't know better thought that Feng Qingchen was made of iron.
"Say it? What will happen if you say it? Will the Emperor comfort me? Will this wound disappear?" Maybe he is really angry. Feng Qingchen's words are both a gun and a stick. This is the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Anyone else would be angry to death.
"Speak out, at least if others know you are in pain, they will feel a little more pity. Only children who can cry will get candy. They are too stubborn and not lovable." Uncle Nine Emperor's voice was a little vague, and he was obviously looking at Feng Qingchen.
But the eyes were unfocused.
Those who can cry, scream, and know how to express their grievances will of course be more favored, but...
Who do they cry to and call to? Feng Qingchen, like him, has no father or mother.
"Uncle Nine Emperors also knows that children who cry can eat sweets, but who can I cry to? Even if I cry to death, the emperor will not pity me. Since no one is watching my tears, there is no need to cry. If Uncle Nine Emperors didn't
For other matters, Qingchen resigned." Feng Qingchen took a step back, slightly opened the distance between the two of them, bowed and crossed over to the Nine Emperors Uncle, and walked out of the palace.
Jiuhuangshu stood still, Feng Qingchen walked past him, and the fluttering skirt slipped over Jiuhuangshu's clothes, but Feng Qingchen didn't notice it.
Uncle Jiuhuang turned around and happened to see this scene. He stretched out his hand unexpectedly and stopped Feng Qingchen: "You have a wound on your head. I will ask someone to bandage it for you."
She almost forgot important things. Feng Qingchen always had a way of making people ignore her embarrassment and her injuries. No matter how passive the situation was, Feng Qingchen could be calm and measured.
"Thank you Uncle Nine Emperors for your kindness, no need." Feng Qingchen tried to withdraw her hand, but Uncle Nine Emperors held it tighter.
"Your injury needs to be treated." It was too dark, and Feng Qingchen's hair was stained with blood again, and it was patchy. He couldn't see where Feng Qingchen's injury was for a while, and he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Feng Qingchen spent a month behind closed doors and thought about it. He was also very busy this month and couldn't worry about many things.
"Qingchen himself is the doctor, Qingchen will take care of this injury on his own." If the injury is on the top of his head, he must cut off that area of hair before he can clean it and apply medicine. However, the body's hair and skin are protected by his parents and should not be damaged.
The doctor outside would never allow her to do this, so when Feng Qingchen came out, she did not let the eunuch take her to bandage the wound.
"What do you want to do with the injury on the top of your head? That's settled. You come with me." After saying that, he didn't give Feng Qingchen a chance to refuse and took Feng Qingchen directly to the palace.
"This is my king's palace. It was given by the late emperor. I lived here until I came of age and still keep it today." Uncle Nine Emperors said to himself, regardless of whether Feng Qingchen wanted to know.
"Back then, when I was in the palace, I was cared for by the crown prince's mother. The crown prince's mother was a very kind person, but she was not suitable for this palace and left early." This is why the Nine Emperors Uncle treated the prince quite kindly.
Feng Qingchen just listened and said nothing. Not long after, a palace maid brought warm water and twisted a handkerchief to clean Feng Qingchen's face. Logically, Uncle Nine Emperors should avoid it at this time, but Uncle Nine Emperors sat there as if he didn't know.
Motionless.
Feng Qingchen knew that no one could change what the Nine Emperors Uncle had decided, so he took the handkerchief generously and wiped the blood off his face and hands.
Feng Qingchen knew that he couldn't leave for a while. Seeing that he was all sticky and the wound on his head needed to be cleaned, he directly said to Uncle Nine Emperors: "Uncle Nine Emperors, Qingchen wants to change his clothes."
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The subtext is that she wants to take a bath.
"Take Feng Xiu to the bathing pool." Uncle Nine Emperors said simply. Before Feng Qingchen left, he reminded her again: "Be careful and don't let the wound get wet."
Feng Qingchen paused. Did Uncle Nine Emperors forget that she was a doctor? He didn't need to explain these things at all.
It was said to be a bathing pool, but Feng Qingchen felt that Uncle Nine Emperor's bathing pool was not much smaller than a swimming pool. The water in the pool was still emitting white smoke, which made Feng Qingchen feel jealous in his heart.
It's nice to be powerful.
"Xiu, this bath contains natural hot spring water, which is very good for the body. Showing a lot of bubbles is good for the body." Like the Nine Emperors Uncle, the maid in the Palace of the Nine Emperors didn't speak much, and her voice was very cold when she spoke.
Feng Qingchen did not try to find out what the Nine Emperors Uncle was thinking. He took off his clothes and slipped into the bath. With the help of the palace maid, he carefully washed his long hair and finally got rid of the unpleasant smell of blood. Feng Qingchen was completely covered with blood.
Walk out of the bathroom refreshed.
Uncle Jiuhuang was not in the palace, but the imperial doctor and the medical girl had been waiting in the palace for a long time. The imperial doctor Feng Qingchen looked a little unfamiliar, but did not ask any more questions, and sat there obediently, waiting for the imperial doctor and the medical girl to take action.
The wound on Feng Qingchen's forehead was only as big as a copper coin, but it was extremely deep. There was a blood hole on the top of his head. The imperial doctor was okay, but the medical woman was trembling all over. Just at this time, the Nine Emperors Uncle appeared.
"What's wrong?" The cold voice contained a question, which frightened the doctor. He shook his hand and poked into the bloody hole.
"Ah..." Feng Qingchen was so painful that she wanted to cry.
She once again affirmed that Uncle Nine Emperors was taking revenge for taking advantage of her before.
Uncle Nine Emperors stepped forward quickly and pulled the imperial doctor away: "Why is the wound so deep?"
Seeing the wound, even Uncle Nine Emperors was frightened. The piece of skin on his forehead was cut off directly, and he could penetrate deep into it with his fingers.
Feng Qingchen didn't have to worry about cutting off her hair. The hair at the wound had already fallen out, and whether it would grow back in the future was still a question.
Such an injury would be considered a disfigurement on a man, let alone a woman. Even if the wound on Feng Qingchen's head heals, she will still be bald. What will she do in the future?
Uncle Nine Emperor's eyes were cold, and a trace of unknown murderous intent flashed...