"Who is it? Come out." Feng Qingchen reached out and took out the small scalpel in his arms, holding it tightly in his hand and looking around warily.
It wasn't that she was very responsive, but that her nose was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. Although the smell of blood was not strong, or even non-existent, it did not escape Feng Qingchen's nose.
"How could such a sensitive reaction be plotted by someone?" In the darkness, Lan Jiuqing, who was dressed in black and had a silver face, walked out and said sarcastically.
Feng Qingchen and Lan Jiuqing both understood what this meant. Didn't it mean that Feng Qingchen was tricked and woke up at the gate of the city.
This incident was like a brand on Feng Qingchen's body. No matter how hard she tried, she could not wash it away.
This brand is more lethal than the "untouchable" brand on Zhou Xing, because this brand is invisible.
Fortunately, Feng Qingchen's mentality was good enough. When he saw an acquaintance, Feng Qingchen put down his guard. "People may miss, horses may jump unexpectedly, but even if they are highly skilled in martial arts, they still get injured."
Feng Qingchen glanced at Lan Jiuqing's bleeding wound and rolled his eyes angrily.
"Come in with me."
Lan Jiuqing hesitated for a moment, then thought that his injuries really needed Feng Qingchen to deal with, so he followed in obediently.
"Sit tight." Feng Qingchen had been tired for a day. When she came back, she saw that Lan Jiuqing didn't care about her body so much that her face didn't look better.
If there was a big white coat on her body, Feng Qingchen would be the legendary Iceberg Doctor at this moment.
Lan Jiuqing frowned and glanced at Feng Qingchen with cold eyes, implying murderous intent.
Unexpectedly, Feng Qingchen was so nervous that he didn't even feel it.
In other words, field doctors who have been baptized on the battlefield will not pay attention to the so-called murderous intent, because they have seen it too much, unless Lan Jiuqing really plans to take action.
Feng Qingchen lit all the lights in the room, filled three basins of water, and took out a camphor wood box.
This box was used to store jewelry. Feng Qingchen saw that the quality was good and the size was suitable, so he vacated it and used it to store some necessary medicines for home and travel.
After all, it is very inconvenient to take everything from the smart medical bag.
Lan Jiuqing sat on the chair. Seeing Feng Qingchen's neat movements, the coldness in his eyes became less cold. Thinking that Feng Qingchen was also very wary, Lan Jiuqing relaxed a little and collapsed on the chair.
With a quick glance, he finished looking at Feng Qingchen's boudoir.
I have to say that this is the simplest and most simple room that Lan Jiuqing has ever seen. There is no screen, no curtain, no sink, and no dressing room.
As soon as I came in, I saw a large bed that occupied two-thirds of the space. The sheets were white and flat, as if they had just been washed. The blue brocade quilt was folded squarely, like a brick, and stiff.
There is no sense of lines.
Next, there is a dressing table. Apart from a wooden comb and a bronze mirror, there is nothing else on the dressing table. Looking at Feng Qingchen's head, it is indeed very simple. Her long hair is tied directly with a piece of silk cloth.
stand up.
This is the simplest outfit Lan Jiuqing has ever seen, but I have to say that it suits Feng Qingchen very well. It looks refreshing and elegant.
In addition to the dressing table, there is a small desk and a wooden chair, which is where he is sitting now.
Is this a women's room?
The whole room was cold and hard, and it didn't look like it was for a woman. The only advantage was that it was clean and the floors were polished to a shiny finish.
Lan Jiuqing knew that the Feng family had no maids, which meant that Feng Qingchen did all these things himself.
This discovery allowed Lan Jiuqing to further improve her understanding of Feng Qingchen.
This woman is so independent. No wonder she was kicked by Dongling Ziluo. Not only did she not cry, but she was more chic than anyone else.
It's a pity to be born a woman with such a personality.
When Lan Jiuqing sighed, Feng Qingchen had already prepared the medicine, put on a mask and medical gloves, tied up her hair perfectly, and stood in front of Lan Jiuqing with a professional and rigorous attitude.
"Why are you dazed? Sit tight."
Lan Jiuqing was startled.
He actually lost his guard in Feng Mansion.
Damn it.
Murderous aura rose in the room.
At this moment, Lan Jiuqing really had the idea of killing Feng Qingchen.
A woman who can make him let down his guard is definitely not simple.
Feng Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, and she took three steps back without leaving a trace, widening the distance between the two people.
"I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know. To you, I just fulfill my duties as a doctor. As a doctor, I really can't stand that you don't care about your body, let alone my hard work to sew it up."
The wound opened again.
Do you know how troublesome it will be after the wound opens again? This cannot be simply sutured again. If the wound becomes infected, your life will be threatened. Do you know that if you are like this?
What you do is a contempt for your own life and a blasphemy against my medical skills."
At first, Feng Qingchen just wanted to say a few words to divert Lan Jiuqing's attention and stop thinking about killing her, but as he spoke, he became more and more angry.
Ahhhhhh...
She really couldn't stand such a patient.
She just stitched up his wound yesterday, but it opened today.
Coupled with the time of anesthesia, it means that he has big movements as soon as he wakes up. Why would he need to see a doctor if he wants to die so much?
Aren't doctors just human beings? Don't they need to take a break?
Especially as a doctor who works for thirty-four hours continuously, she needs a rest.
cold……
If Feng Qingchen knew that Lan Jiuqing got up as soon as she left and walked with her for a long time, I wonder if he would jump in anger
Of course, Lan Jiuqing would not say anything about this.
He felt as if the woman in front of him was having hairy hair.
Yes, fried hair.
Just like those puppies and kittens raised by noble ladies, the hair on their bodies stands up when they are angry. They obviously have no offensive power, but they have the courage to show their teeth and claws at you.
Such a woman has no scheming intentions.
When Lan Jiuqing thought about it, his murderous intention disappeared a lot.
However, he had no intention of smoothing Feng Qingchen's hair. He just pointed at the wound and said, "Let's do it."
He should be lucky that Su Wenqing found Feng Qingchen for him yesterday, otherwise he would definitely be exposed today.
An iron sword weighing more than a hundred kilograms hit his wound by chance. It was an accident and it was hard to believe that it killed him.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and turned sideways without leaving any trace. Otherwise, the sword hilt hit the center of the wound. No matter how skillful Feng Qingchen's hands were, it would be useless no matter how strong the wound was sewn.
Well……
Feng Qingchen was swallowed.
What does it mean to hit cotton with a punch?
Feng Qingchen felt this way at this moment.
Your sister's.
I've said so much, can you give me some reaction?
Okay! Seeing that you have given up the idea of killing me, this can be considered a reaction.
Feng Qingchen comforted himself and took a deep breath before calming down. He put the equipment aside, picked up the medical scissors, and first cut off the clothes near Lan Jiuqing's wound.
The clothes were stained with blood, and part of it was even embedded in the flesh. Feng Qingchen had to be very careful not to cut off Lan Jiuqing's flesh.
In addition, the lighting effect at this time is not that bad.
Feng Qingchen was almost lying on Lan Jiuqing's body.
The two bodies were so close that Feng Qingchen didn't feel anything. She focused all her attention on Lan Jiuqing's wound.
But Lan Jiuqing is different.
It has a light girly fragrance, mixed with the smell of medicinal liquid, which is very special and refreshing, and gives you a sense of stability when you smell it.
Breathing together, Lan Jiuqing felt a heat lingering on his neck.
If it were normal times, he would never let his weak point be exposed, but today he...
Maybe that's what Feng Qingchen said, believing in her ability as a doctor.
Lan Jiuqing raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the enlarged face in front of him. He could even see clearly how long and dense Feng Qingchen's eyelashes were, and how thin and white the down on his face was.
Looking at this face, Lan Jiuqing thought of the news he heard in the afternoon...