473 This is not fair, this girl can afford to lose
Feng Qingchen had to pay attention to Su Wan's abnormality. Today, she was competing in an event that Su Wan was not good at. However, Su Wan was able to remain calm and calm. Faced with her attempts to steal the limelight, she could still maintain the magnanimity expected of a noble lady.
This is no ordinary anomaly.
You must know that Su Wan has never been a graceful woman to her, and there will be monsters when things go wrong. Feng Qingchen secretly reminded herself to be careful and never fall into the trap of Nanling Jinfan and Su Wan.
Such Su Wan, if he is not certain of winning, does not care about winning or losing. Su Wan's reputation has been ruined after losing three games in a row. Su Wan cannot afford to lose at all. Feng Qingchen believes that Su Wan should be the former. Su Wan Jue
She would not be willing to lose to her. Su Wan should be happy to beat her in the events she is good at.
Feng Qingchen blinked his eyelashes lightly, hiding the deep thoughts in his eyes, and looked at the people present without any trace, but there was no one who was not a human being, and Feng Qingchen was not good at judging cases with micro-expressions, so how could it be so easy to find them?
Something fishy.
The prince was dissatisfied with Nanling Jinfan's attitude, but he knew that there would be no benefit in a verbal dispute with Nanling Jinfan, so he pretended not to understand what Nanling Jinfan said and signaled the eunuch to deliver the lottery tube to Feng Qingchen and Su Wan.
: "The person Su Wanxiu is visiting is Mr. Su Wanxiu."
The eunuch held the lottery tube and walked humbly in front of Su Wan. Feng Qingchen felt more and more uneasy. She didn't know why, but she always felt that something was wrong.
Feng Qingchen watched the eunuch's every move carefully, but she did not see the flash of pride in Nanling Jinfan's eyes.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Su Wan stood up generously, without even looking at it, and directly took out a lot from the lot: "No. 8."
No. 8, a woman whose face was so pale that she looked lifeless. She seemed to be seriously ill, but Feng Qingchen saw that her eyes were very bright. This woman No. 8 was definitely not as good as she appeared.
Be seriously ill.
If Su Wan drew No. 8, it was a coincidence or good luck, then Feng Qingchen, who drew No. 9, a young man with a rosy complexion and a very healthy look, but with dark eyes and no desire to survive, was definitely not luck.
and things that can be explained by coincidence.
Feng Qingchen turned the wooden pick in her hand and met Nanling Jinfan's eyes. With her calm eyes and teasing smile, she silently told Nanling Jinfan that she understood the trick here, but it doesn't matter, girl, I can afford to lose.
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It's not that she, Feng Qingchen, likes conspiracy theories, but that there are not so many coincidences in this world. Among the ten people, Su Wan's number 8 happened to be the one with the worst complexion, while she, Feng Qingchen, got the best complexion.
One of them, the boy with the best looks, looked like he was dead.
It's not that Feng Qingchen picks the patients, but that a doctor is just a doctor after all. She can compete with the God of Death for people, but she can't win against the God of Death every time.
It has nothing to do with victory or defeat. She will be responsible for her patients and will not push her patients away because of this. She is not a god. She cannot guarantee to save every patient. She can only guarantee to use all her strength to save her own patients.
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Facing Feng Qingchen's all-seeing eyes, Nanling Jinfan felt extremely embarrassed for a moment, as if he was a clown, so proud that Feng Qingchen pretended to be crazy and acted like a fool. As a result, people had known it for a long time, but Nanling Jinfan was still Nanling Jinfan, but
In an instant, Nanling Jinfan smiled at Feng Qingchen as if nothing had happened.
So what if Feng Qingchen knew, she didn't have the ability to investigate this matter at all, and the person who had the ability was "seriously ill" at this time. Nanling Jinfan was extremely grateful to Uncle Nine Emperors for being "seriously ill" and giving him enough time.
, clear out all clues and related personnel.
"The patient has been chosen, and others can leave. Medical treatment is not a matter of a day or two. According to the rules of the medical competition, the two have fifteen days. During these fifteen days, the two doctors can go in and out of the palace just like the imperial doctors.
Hospital.
These two patients will be specially protected by guards. The two Xiu can enter the palace to treat them at any time. During the treatment, I, King Luo, the third prince, and Lei Shu will take turns to accompany the two Xiu.
Whichever patient recovers first will win. Of course, within fifteen days, if neither patient recovers, the competition will continue until the winner is determined." The prince calmly repeated the previously agreed rules.
Read it once.
This rule was quite unfair to Feng Qingchen. Su Wan could have asked the staff behind her to take action. She didn't need to know medicine to win the competition.
But it was because Feng Qingchen knew medical skills that he proposed the medical competition. Therefore, even if the rules of the competition were tilted towards Su Wan, no one said anything, and Feng Qingchen would not even mention it. At this time, he would not be slapping himself by raising the unfair rules.
Face.
"I have no objection." Feng Qingchen was the first to answer, and bang... she threw it away, and the bamboo stick just fell into the holder. She was extremely arrogant, but no one said a word to her.
Nanling Jinfan's narrow eyes twitched. This Feng Qingchen was really an expert and bold. He knew clearly that he had tricked her, but he was still so free and easy. He really had the demeanor of a famous person.
The emperor is not here, and he is indeed free.
"I have no objection either." Su Wan smiled. The competition had just begun, but Su Wan looked like she had the overall situation in hand.
Uninformed people think that this is due to the upbringing of the aristocratic family, which makes Su Wan unfazed by favors and humiliations, but Feng Qingchen understands that they really have the overall situation under control. The "illness" of the woman No. 8 is probably the same as that of the Nine Emperors Uncle. She can be cured at any time as long as she wants.
As for her patient, it is hard to say whether he is terminally ill, but it is certain that he will not be cured within fifteen days.
"Since Su Xiu and Feng Xiu have no objections, you can diagnose and treat the patient now. Of course, you only have a quarter of an hour." The medical skills competition lasts for fifteen days. Of course, the prince and his entourage cannot spend time here with Feng Qingchen and Su Wan every day.
, except for today, the four of them will take turns accompanying Feng Qingchen and Su Wan into the palace, both for surveillance and judgment.
Feng Qingchen nodded, walked in front of boy No. 9, picked out gloves and a mask from his pocket and put them on, cough cough... I can't tell what the boy's disease is, whether it's for the patient's benefit or for himself.
Well, Feng Qingchen felt that he had to pay attention to hygiene. Germs and other things were really invisible things.
"What's your name?" Feng Qingchen asked while putting on her gloves, her tone was still cold and emotionless, and she looked businesslike.
"Does this have anything to do with you treating me?" Boy No. 9 is obviously not a good person. In front of the prince and others, he still dared not give Feng Qingchen face.
"Yes, you are my patient. You have given your life and health to me, so you must trust me. Only in this way can I continue to treat you. Patients will not choose doctors they do not trust, and neither will doctors."
Willing to heal patients who don’t believe in themselves.”
If a patient doesn't believe in the doctor, how can he cooperate with the doctor's treatment? For an uncooperative patient, it will be useless even if he meets the Daluo Immortal, not to mention that she is not a Daluo Immortal.
A tiny ray of light flashed through the young man's gray eyes, and his long eyelashes rose upward. He looked at Feng Qingchen seriously and said with great solemnity: "I can't tell you my last name, but I can tell you that my name is Hao.
pavilion."
"Haoting, I remember." Feng Qingchen nodded. It was obvious that this young man named Haoting was very unusual.
In fact, the ten patients selected by the imperial doctors were all extraordinary, but Feng Qingchen had no intention of asking about each other's identities. They just had a doctor-patient relationship, and it was enough to establish basic trust between each other...