There was no need to leave anyone alive, and there was no need to be polite when attacking. The reinforcements quickly brought down the assassins, not even a single one was spared...
Encountering an ambush, the opponent's group was wiped out, and no one on our side died. This was definitely something worth being happy and complacent about. However, Uncle Nine Emperors was not only unhappy, he even wanted to kill people in anger because Feng Qingchen was missing: "People
Woolen cloth?"
Six of the seven previous guards fainted, and only one remained conscious because his injuries were minor. However, under the powerful murderous intent and pressure of Uncle Nine Emperors, he desperately hoped that he would also faint.
"Subordinate..." The guard burst into tears. It was so dark and the situation was so chaotic. He saw Feng Qingchen's handsome killing techniques and knew that Feng Qingchen could protect himself, so he didn't pay attention. Unexpectedly, the person disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Already.
At this time, he was extremely resentful that his body was too good. Why, why didn't he faint? He really didn't want to face his master's anger.
The reinforcements were cleaning up the battlefield, and when they saw Uncle Nine Emperors getting angry, they knelt down with a thud even though they didn't know what was going on.
Feng Qingchen was frightened by the movement outside. He hastily packed up the remaining medicine and bandages. Feng Qingchen rushed out of the grass. As soon as he came out, he saw Uncle Nine Emperors standing in the middle like a murderous god, and his
Everyone was kneeling on the ground, looking terrified.
What's going on? Feng Qingchen looked confused, but was careful not to ask. The less she knew about Uncle Nine Emperors, the safer it would be.
When Uncle Nine Emperors heard the strange movement, he turned his head coldly. When he saw the person coming, he exclaimed: "Feng Qingchen!" His speech skills were more than three times faster than usual.
His legs reacted faster than his brain. When Uncle Jiuhuang found out, he was already standing in front of Feng Qingchen. Uncle Jiuhuang paused for a moment before returning to normal: "As long as you're okay."
His speaking speed was normal, but the worry and surprise in his eyes were not concealed so quickly.
"I'm fine." Feng Qingchen said half bitterly and half sadly.
The worry in Jiuhuangshu's eyes was so obvious. Even if she wanted to pretend not to know, she couldn't do it. Her heart was sour. Feng Qingchen turned away and told herself not to think about impossible people and things.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, many people are injured, I'm going to help."
Almost running away, Feng Qingchen jumped over Uncle Nine Emperors and asked the guards to take down the medicine box from the horse. Feng Qingchen wrapped his hair, put on gloves, and neatly cleaned the wounds of the injured.
Only by working can you suppress distracting thoughts in your mind.
"The wound is too deep and bleeding too much. Don't move the patient for the time being. Bring the torch over and light it up a little more." Feng Qingchen squatted beside the injured, anesthetizing them skillfully, cleaning the wound, and making incisions with a scalpel.
Wound, three, apply medicine and suture.
Feng Qingchen was extremely lucky that the arrow wounds of these people did not hurt their vital organs, otherwise she would not have been able to deal with them so quickly.
Uncle Nine Emperors was left behind by Feng Qingchen and froze on the spot. When he calmed down and prepared to deal with the follow-up matters, he turned around and saw Feng Qingchen squatting on the ground, expertly bandaging the wounds of the injured guard.
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Judging from her technique, you can tell that she must do this kind of thing often. Her movements in treating wounds are perfect and fast, and she can even treat the wounds of two people at the same time.
There is almost no need to think, as long as you take a look at the other person's wound, you will know how to clean and bandage it, from cleaning to suturing, all in one go.
Those hands seemed to be born to deal with wounds. With only two moves back and forth, they sewed up the hideous wounds perfectly. They were as calm and calm as a fifteen-year-old girl. Everyone was amazed and admired, but they didn't know this.
At this time, Feng Qingchen's whole body was like a taut string, and he did not dare to relax for a moment.
Facing six seriously injured patients, Feng Qingchen had no time to care about things around her. She only knew to bandage their wounds as quickly as possible, otherwise these six people would definitely die due to blood loss.
Too much leads to death.
The six of them lost too much blood and needed blood transfusions. However, in this era, she could not transfuse blood to the injured openly and quickly replace the lost blood. She could only treat the wounds as quickly as possible to reduce blood loss.
Feng Qingchen focused all her attention on the patient, looking at the wound intently without blinking. But she didn't know that when she looked at the wound, everyone around her was looking at her.
They had never seen this method of dressing wounds, nor had they seen any doctor be so nervous about the injured, racing against time to buy time for the injured.
Yes, even if Feng Qingchen didn't say anything, just by looking at her digging out broken arrows for two people at the same time, with her hands getting faster and faster, everyone present knew that Feng Qingchen cared about the lives of these injured people.
, Feng Qingchen is trying his best to save them.
Their lives are born for the Lord's Son. For people like them, it is a very happy thing to have someone who cares about their lives so much.
Racing against death to save lives, Feng Qingchen like this is undoubtedly beautiful. Uncle Nine Emperors even saw a faint halo from her body, the beauty is breathtaking, and Feng Qingchen like this undoubtedly makes his heart move.
In fact, what first moved him was the way Feng Qingchen concentrated on saving people, so serious, so confident, so flamboyant...
It took more than an hour for Feng Qingchen to finally treat the injuries of seven people. Feng Qingchen also bandaged the others who were slightly injured one by one. After confirming again and again that there would be no problem with the wounds, Feng Qingchen took out the antipyretic medicine.
and anti-inflammatories, give them to the person closest to her, repeatedly instruct them on how to use them, and explain a series of precautions.
Feng Qingchen's voice was flat and cold, almost emotionless, but to the ears, it made people feel reassured and convinced. It was the first time that they obediently obeyed another person's instructions without being ordered by their master, or rather did not yell.
Instructions, just concern.
"Okay, that's it. If there is anything abnormal, remember to come to me. I will change the dressing for their wounds in seven days. Remember to be careful when moving, don't let their wounds open. If the wounds open,
You must tell me."
Feng Qingchen took off his medical gloves, picked up the wet towel in the operating box, and wiped each finger clean carefully. When Feng Qingchen wiped his hands, he was extremely serious and careful, and he was also very furry, which made people feel
I felt the urge to rush forward and wipe it for her.
Uncle Nine Emperors had such thoughts and impulses, but when he was about to take action, Feng Qingchen had already wiped it and was packing the surgery box.
Feng Qingchen's senior fellow who is a forensic doctor particularly hates the way Feng Qingchen wipes her hands. She says it is more meticulous than her, a forensic doctor who encounters dead people every day. Feng Qingchen knows that wiping her hands like this does not have much effect, but this is her habit.
She likes it.
"I'm sorry for wasting your time." Feng Qingchen lifted the surgery box and saw Uncle Jiuhuang standing opposite her. Then she remembered that she seemed to have made her own decision just now. Uncle Jiuhuang had the right to speak here. Fortunately, Uncle Jiuhuang had the right to speak.
The emperor's uncle didn't say much, he just nodded: "Let's go."
Smelling the smell of medicine and blood on Feng Qingchen's body, Uncle Nine Emperors suspected that Feng Qingchen was also injured, but after searching around, he found nothing.
As a doctor, it is not difficult to cover up his wounds. Feng Qingchen does not want to cause unnecessary trouble because of his small wounds.
Uncle Jiuhuang ordered a small team of people to escort the seven injured guards back. The others continued on their way. Before getting on their horses, Uncle Jiuhuang took Feng Qingchen's surgery box, and Qingchen let go of it cooperatively.
She had to conserve her strength because there was still an operation waiting for her.
Feng Qingchen didn't know that because of this operation, her secret was exposed...
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