Feng Qingchen originally thought that Yun Xiao would have some purpose in taking her away from Mr. Yuan Xi's dinner party, but she didn't expect that Yun Xiao didn't say a word along the way. After briefly introducing herself, he sent her back to the house.
, only when he got off the carriage, he gave her a jade pendant.
"Miss Qingchen, with this jade pendant, you can get the medicinal materials you want first at any Yun family pharmacy in the Jiuzhou continent."
Xu guessed that Feng Qingchen would refuse, so Yun Xiao added: "Miss Qingchen, just accept it. This jade pendant is not valuable. Even if you have this jade pendant, you still have to pay the market price for the medicine. I just give it to you."
It’s just a right of first refusal.”
Good medicinal materials are hard to find, so this can be regarded as a favor to Feng Qingchen in disguise.
"Thank you, Mr. Yun." Feng Qingchen retracted his outstretched hand. Such a gift was neither light nor heavy, and it was really hard to refuse.
This Yun Xiao behaves much more tactfully than Jin Ling. He probably came from a business background and has been used to dealing with all kinds of people since he was a child.
Bang... Yun Xiao opened the folding fan in his hand and shook it lightly regardless of the season: "Miss Qingchen, you're welcome. It's getting late. Yun Xiao won't disturb Miss Qingchen's rest."
Yun Xiao turned around and got on the carriage. The moment she stepped onto the carriage, Yun Xiao seemed to have thought of something. She turned around and said to Feng Qingchen, "By the way, Miss Qingchen, the patient you treated today has a good relationship with Mr. Yuan Xi."
After leaving these words, Yun Xiao turned around and got on the carriage, regardless of whether Feng Qingchen understood or not.
Feng Qingchen stood together at the door until Yun Xiao's carriage was far away, then he turned around and went back to the house. As soon as he got to the room, Feng Qingchen went to the study.
It was said to be a study room, but to Feng Qingchen it was a small medical room. In addition to the books on the shelves, every corner of the study room was filled with medicine and tools.
Although smart medical kits are good, there will always be inconvenient times when it is convenient to take out some inconspicuous things.
As soon as she arrived in the study, Feng Qingchen ordered no one to disturb her. She wanted to test Haoting's blood in the study. She suspected that Haoting's illness was not simple.
Before the examination, Feng Qingchen took a look at the diagnosis results of the smart medical kit. As she expected, the smart medical kit showed that Harting had a blood disease, and the specific symptoms required further testing.
Feng Qingchen activated the smart medical bag, brought out the testing equipment, and began to test Haoting's blood. Feng Qingchen was extremely lucky. She had visited all the departments in the past, and testing blood was not difficult for her.
I need help from colleagues in the laboratory department.
After repeated tests and comparisons, Feng Qingchen had to tell himself to face the facts.
"Leukemia, it's actually leukemia. Nanling Jinfan, you really think highly of me. You actually gave me such a patient. You really...let alone fifteen days, even three fifteen days, I'm not sure that I can be cured."
other side."
Feng Qingchen closed the smart medical bag angrily, rubbed his sore neck, and found that it was getting dark outside. Feng Qingchen rubbed his eyebrows again, steeled himself and walked out.
Well, let's eat and sleep. Anyway, she doesn't pay attention to the outcome of the medical skill competition. As for Haoting's illness, as the same saying goes, people and matters are governed by fate. If Haoting is willing, she will do her best to cure him.
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After Feng Qingchen finished his dinner, he took a bath and rested. Perhaps he was too tired, or maybe he didn't have any burdens on his mind. Feng Qingchen had a good night's sleep. When he got up the next day, Feng Qingchen went to the Imperial Hospital for treatment as agreed in the competition.
Haoting sees a doctor.
Haoting is a very smart and considerate person, and Feng Qingchen didn't tell him, nor did he ask, because during the treatment, there were two people watching him, the imperial doctor and Dongling Ziluo, so Feng Qingchen couldn't do much and left some medicine.
, told Haoting: "I am a doctor, you believe me, I will do my best to treat you, but the premise is that you don't give up on yourself."
"Don't give up on yourself?" Haoting was startled. His family had given up on him, and he had given up on himself. Now someone told him, don't give up on yourself, but is it still too late?
Haoting was at a loss!
"Yes, don't give up on yourself. As long as you don't give up on yourself, I won't give up on you." Feng Qingchen packed up her things and nodded to Dongling Ziluo and the accompanying physician, indicating that she had completed today's work.
The three of them left. Dongling Ziluo insisted on staying by Feng Qingchen's side. He didn't speak a word along the way and walked silently in front of Feng Qingchen, half a step ahead of her, as if he was doing something for her.
Feng Qingchen didn't do anything, ignored Dongling Ziluo's presence, and strode outside the palace. But when Feng Qingchen was about to get on the carriage, Dongling Ziluo suddenly said: "Qingchen, can we be friends?
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"Friend? I'm afraid not." Feng Qingchen refused without thinking.
"Why?"
"For no reason, His Highness Prince Luo's status is too high for Qingchen to reach. If there is nothing else, Qingchen will go first." Feng Qingchen interrupted coldly and climbed directly onto the carriage.
Dongling Ziluo was anxious and stretched out his hand: "Qingchen, if you can become friends with Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling, why can't you with me?"
Feng Qingchen tried hard to shake off Dongling Ziluo's hand, but unfortunately he didn't shake it off: "Your Highness, Prince Luo, please respect yourself. If His Highness, Prince Luo, wants to ask about Uncle Nine Emperors, I'm sorry, but Qingchen doesn't know, even if it's a friend."
Feng Qingchen emphasized the word "friend" specially, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
"Qingchen, it's not what you think." Dongling Ziluo hurriedly defended. He had never thought of asking about Uncle Nine Emperors by approaching Feng Qingchen.
"It's not as good as I thought. Your Highness, Prince Luo, please let go. I am a doctor and I have to rely on these hands to make a living." If it were not in the palace, Feng Qingchen would definitely raise a scalpel and threaten Dongling Ziluo to let go.
Dongling Ziluo frowned, let go of Feng Qingchen's hand, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Qingchen, I don't mean to hurt you, I just want to start over with you."
Dongling Ziluo said sincerely, but Feng Qingchen didn't believe it: "His Royal Highness, King Luo, is wrong. There is no starting over between us. If your Highness has nothing else to do, please spend more time with Princess Anping. Princess Anping will be here in three months."
I will marry Beiling far away."
Feng Qingchen reminded Dongling Lingziluo that there was only hatred between them, and there was nothing to start over. Princess Anping would marry far away, and anyone with a brain knew that she had nothing to do with it.
Sure enough, Dongling Ziluo's expression changed and he no longer persisted.
Feng Qingchen got on the carriage, signaled the driver to leave, and walked out of the north gate. Feng Qingchen did not go home, but walked towards the Sun Mansion.
Feng Qingchen wanted to know if there was any traditional Chinese medicine that could cure or alleviate leukemia. Besides, she hadn't seen Sun Zhengdao and Sun Sixing for a long time. Before the medical competition decided the winner, she was not busy and could get together with her old friends.
When we get together, relationships require contact.
But what surprised Feng Qingchen was that when he arrived at the Sun Mansion, Feng Qingchen only saw the depressed butler of the Sun Mansion and the depressed and dilapidated Sun Mansion.
"What happened?" Feng Qingchen picked up her skirt and rushed in. She felt uneasy, all kinds of terrible thoughts flashed through her mind, and her hands and feet were cold...
She has seen through life, old age, illness and death, but she is very afraid that people she knows and are close to will die in front of her. She will never forget the scene of the director's mother dying on the operating table, and she was the chief surgeon at the time.