The injuries on the second lady's body were not a difficult matter for Feng Qingchen. What was more troublesome was that there were too many wounds and it was quite time-consuming to deal with them.
Moreover, the lighting in this room was really not very good. In order to ensure the perfection of the suture, Feng Qingchen had to bend down and stare at the injuries on the second lady's body.
By the time all the wounds on the two husbands' bodies were cleaned up, the sun had already set in the west. Feng Qingchen was hungry and tired. Her bent waist could hardly stand straight up, and her eyes were dry, red and swollen.
"This is really labor-intensive work."
Feng Qingchen endured her physical discomfort, packed up the medical waste, took off her medical gloves, and sorted them into the smart medical bag.
Then, he carefully washed his hands in the water prepared in advance, twice... After washing them seven times, Feng Qingchen stopped.
If outsiders saw this, they would most likely think that Feng Qingchen had mysophobia or was neurotic.
However, doctors are more or less mysophobic. They know very well how many bacteria there are in wounds and other things, and they also understand how painful it is to be infected by bacteria.
After confirming again and again that there was no problem, Feng Qingchen allowed herself to show her tiredness and reached out to rub her waist, which was so sore that she almost didn't know it.
Holding her waist with her left hand, and rubbing her back with her right hand, she walked out like this. She really looked like a pregnant woman.
Wang Qi looked up and saw Feng Qingchen like this.
With a sound of "Puff...", the tea in his mouth spurted out.
The maid quickly stepped forward and wanted to wipe it for Wang Qi, but Wang Qi waved it away.
Wang Qi walked towards Feng Qingchen with a shocked look on his face, without caring about the image of the noble master: "Feng Qingchen, are you okay? You can't?"
His eyes fell on Feng Qingchen's belly.
It's not that Wang Qi thinks too much, but what happened to Feng Qingchen before, coupled with her actions at this time, makes people have to think more.
At the gate of the city, he was in a mess. Under such circumstances, no one would believe Feng Qingchen's innocence, so if Feng Qingchen really had a child, it would be normal.
only……
For some reason, when Wang Qi thought of this possibility, he felt very irritable and wanted to kill the so-called "father of the child".
How shameless a man must be to be cruel to a woman like Feng Qingchen?
The most important thing is why this woman is Feng Qingchen and not someone else.
In his life, Wang Qi had rarely seen a unique woman, but she was such a tragic woman.
Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes angrily: "Seventh Young Master, could you please look away and take back all the messy thoughts in your mind? I'm not pregnant."
As for whether she was innocent or not, Feng Qingchen had no intention of explaining it. Anyway, the seventh young master would not believe it if she explained it. Even if the seventh master believed it, it would not be of any benefit to her.
In this case, why waste your saliva?
Feng Qingchen laughed at himself.
"Ahem, what kind of messy thoughts are you having in your mind? How can a woman who has not left the palace be pregnant or not?" Wang Qi scolded angrily, and the last hope in his heart was shattered.
From what Feng Qingchen said, she must have been really violated.
Wang Qi felt that he was instantly exhausted, but he had to cheer up.
"Feng Qingchen, your medical skills seem to be very good? Which school do you study under?"
Test?
Feng Qingchen raised his head and fell into Wang Qi's dark and deep eyes.
After seeing it like this, Feng Qingchen realized that the young master of the Wang family had good character. His eyes were quite clear and upright. The look in his eyes didn't look like a spy, but rather a bit of hope.
Is it possible that there is a patient in the Wang family?
As a doctor's habit, when someone asks about her medical skills, her first reaction is that there are patients, although she would rather hope that everyone in the world will be free from illness and pain, and that all doctors will starve to death.
"It's okay. As for which school I studied under, you can ask my mother. My mother left me medical books." Forgive her for pushing the matter to the deceased, because only in this way can she justify herself. She is not interested in talking about it.
A pile of lies.
"It turns out to be Mrs. Feng, no wonder." Unexpectedly, after saying this, Wang Qi became even more convinced that Feng Qingchen had good medical skills.
There was no way around it. Although Feng Qingchen's mother had only stayed in the Imperial City for a few years, she was famous and her life was quite legendary.
From an untouchable with no status, she became the wife of a third-rank general in the imperial court and was awarded a royal title.
Such a woman can be regarded as a legend, and of course the man who marries her is admired by the world. After all, ordinary common people these days will not marry a pariah woman.
Untouchable women are not even qualified to be concubines, and most of them can only work as prostitutes in brothels, or else they are engaged in menial jobs such as concubines and midwives.
"Are you okay? If nothing is okay, please give me a break. I'm hungry." From morning to night, Feng Qingchen was not only hungry, but also thirsty.
When Wang Qi heard this, he immediately became angry and shouted at the maid behind him: "How do you treat guests in your palace? Why don't you go prepare tea and meals?"
Wang Qizhen no longer regards himself as an outsider.
"Yes, I'll go now." The maid was so frightened that her face turned pale. She picked up her skirt and ran out. She secretly muttered in her heart that the prince must have been possessed by evil spirits and his temper was getting worse and worse.
"Miss Feng, please come here. Wang Qi hasn't eaten yet. Why don't you accompany Wang Qi, Miss Feng?" Facing Feng Qingchen, Wang Qi returned to his gentle demeanor and invited him with a chic and confident attitude.
Knowing that Feng Qingchen had good medical skills, he was determined to make friends with him.
Anyway, it's not a big deal to make a few gestures and say a few nice words. Maybe this woman can really help his brother.
"Thank you very much." Feng Qingchen didn't know what Wang Qi had in mind, but Feng Qingchen knew very well that being courteous for nothing was either a traitor or a thief.
After much deliberation, she only had some mediocre medical skills that could impress this prince.
In this case, Feng Qingchen was of course not polite and took his seat generously.
As soon as they sat down, the servants served tea in a small cup. It was fragrant, green and clear. It was the best Biluochun. Wang Qi tasted the tea slowly, but Feng Qingchen drank it all in one gulp.
"Do you have a big cup? Forget it, just give me water." After drinking, he still felt disgusted.
Wang Qi lowered his head and looked at the tea in the cup. For a moment, he didn't feel like drinking it, and he didn't feel like it if he didn't drink it.
This girl is so generous, but she doesn't seem rude, but shows a sense of freedom and elegance.
He is really a contradictory person.
Wang Qi put down the cup and said to the maid: "Go and get two glasses of water."
Facing the looks of Xie's maid and Wang Qi, Feng Qingchen ignored them, picked up the water glass and drank directly.
She is dying of thirst!
Gulu, Gulu.
After drinking a large glass of water, Feng Qingchen felt that his tiredness had disappeared a lot and his energy had recovered a bit. Only then did he have time to pay attention to Wang Qi.
"Thank you, Seventh Young Master."
Wang Qi had originally intended to make friends with Feng Qingchen because of his medical skills. Today, seeing how natural and genuine Feng Qingchen was in front of such a noble young master, he felt more or less fond of her.
We have seen many women who are hypocritical and pretentious. When you meet a woman who is naturally free from ornaments, you will inevitably feel a little admiration for her.
Of course, just for appreciation.
Wang Qi will not have any other thoughts about Feng Qingchen. Not to mention that he cannot pass his own test and cannot accept a woman who has lost her innocence. Feng Qingchen's background and status are not enough to enter the palace.
Not to mention being a wife, just a concubine who warms the bed, the palace will not allow it.
Without this mess of thoughts, Wang Qi and Feng Qingchen talked more casually. He acted like a noble master every day and had to consider his identity and image in every move. He was also tired...
At first, Feng Qingchen responded to the question, but as they chatted, Feng Qingchen realized that the seventh young master Wang was quite knowledgeable, and Feng Qingchen learned a lot about it from his mouth.
The customs, customs and history of Dongling.
The two of them chatted happily until the maid came to remind them that dinner was ready, and they got up with unfinished content.
At this time, Wang Qi had put aside his prejudice against Feng Qingchen and found a way for the two of them to get along with each other.
Don't treat Feng Qingchen as a woman, treat her as a friend you can make friends with. There is no distinction between gender.
After having dinner at Xie's house, Wang Qi sent Feng Qingchen to Feng Mansion, leaving these words before leaving:
"Feng Qingchen, my surname is Wang and my given name is Jinhan. My courtesy name is Yaochu. I am ranked seventh. I am known as the Seventh Young Master. You can also call me Jinhan."
Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then understood.
In ancient times, names were very important. When the other party is willing to tell you their name, it means they recognize you.
This seventh young master is quite funny.
Feng Qingchen smiled and walked towards Feng Mansion. As soon as he reached his small courtyard,...