971 Noisy, what are you going to make a fuss about
After Feng Qingchen came out of the operating room, the servants immediately prepared hot water for Feng Qingchen. After bathing, Feng Qingchen would eat.
The meals on the table were mainly light according to Feng Qingchen's request. Although simple, everything was exquisite, but Feng Qingchen couldn't eat it and choked.
Feng Qingchen was thinking about something while eating. When the food on the table was not hot at all, Feng Qingchen managed to take two bites and hurried back to the room.
Uncle Nine Emperors was not here, so Feng Qingchen was the biggest person in the courtyard outside the city. Although the servants wanted to persuade Feng Qingchen to put his body first, no one dared to actually come forward to persuade him. They could only think in their hearts.
Anxious, hoping that Uncle Nine Emperors will come back soon, otherwise when Uncle Nine Emperors comes back and finds Feng Qingchen emaciated, they will definitely be the unlucky ones.
The servant was anxious, and so was Feng Qingchen. She had a general understanding of the prince's condition, and she also learned from Uncle Nine Emperors that the prince's condition had worsened. Feng Qingchen was even less sure about the operation.
After these two days of practice, she has found the feeling of heart surgery, but even so, she is only 20% sure.
There is a 20% chance that the doctor will advise the patient not to undergo surgery and to wait quietly for death.
But the prince is not an ordinary patient. Even if there is only a 20% chance, he will choose surgery.
"I can only try my best now to see if I can find a better surgical plan." Feng Qingchen returned to the room and exchanged several authoritative heart magazines from the smart medical bag. Unfortunately, these magazines were all early-stage magazines.
Publications and smart medical packages cannot be updated simultaneously.
Most of the magazines were medical reports and papers written by foreign cardiac authorities. There were relatively few papers on cardiac surgery. Feng Qingchen only saw three articles. One of them had a very novel idea, saying that it could be performed without cutting off the arterial blood supply.
Under certain circumstances, heart bypass and repair surgeries are completed.
Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up. After reading the entire paper, he found that this proposal was feasible in theory, but it was difficult to implement in reality. Without cutting off the arterial blood supply, it would easily cause massive bleeding, and when the heart beats
During surgery, the myocardium will be strained, and in severe cases, death may occur on the spot.
During heart surgery, in order to prevent myocardial strain, cardioplegic solution is used every twenty to thirty minutes.
"The point of view is very novel, but the difficulty is too great. If there is a professional medical team and world-class medical equipment, we may still be able to take risks, but in the environment I am in now, I simply cannot afford to take this risk." Feng Qingchen closed the magazine and said,
He blinked his dry eyes, yawned gracefully, took off his coat and fell asleep.
Maybe it was because he was too tired, or maybe his nerves were too tight. Feng Qingchen, who was always alert, actually didn't react at all when Uncle Nine Emperors climbed into bed in the middle of the night.
"Silly girl." Uncle Jiuhuang held Feng Qingchen in his arms distressedly. Feng Qingchen spontaneously found a comfortable position in Uncle Jiuhuang's arms, rubbed her little head, and continued to sleep.
Uncle Jiuhuang knew that Feng Qingchen was very tired, so he had always been gentle. In the dark, he took Feng Qingchen's hands and gently kneaded them for her.
He has already heard that Feng Qingchen has been in the operating room for seven or eight hours in the past two days. Apart from eating and sleeping, he has been in the operating room. The operating room is bloody, and the servants who clean it are pale every day.
With a straight face.
Seeing Feng Qingchen's tired look, Jiu Huangshu's eyes flashed with distress, and he was thinking about whether he could take Feng Qingchen to Jiangnan for fun after returning from Shandong...
Feng Qingchen had a good night's sleep. When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room in the morning, Feng Qingchen woke up faintly, and then froze again...
What's going on? I've been kidnapped?
Feng Qingchen's heart skipped a beat. She was not confused as she had just woken up. She opened her eyes suddenly and saw the familiar person in front of her. Feng Qingchen's heart suddenly dropped to her heart.
After calming down, the faint fragrance of bamboo from Jiuhuangshu's body also entered her nose. Feng Qingchen took a deep breath and was completely awake this time. However, she did not move, but stayed motionless in Jiuhuangshu.
Uncle's arms.
Uncle Nine Emperors woke up the moment Feng Qingchen woke up, but he kept pretending to be asleep, hoping to see what Feng Qingchen would do. As a result, Feng Qingchen quickly stopped moving except for the initial shock.
Uncle Jiuhuang was depressed. After waiting for a long time, Feng Qingchen did not make any move. He had to tighten his arms to hold Feng Qingchen tightly, making Feng Qingchen stick closer to him, and then...
It's no accident. Men are always more impulsive in the morning. Some of the Nine Emperors Uncles were ready to make a move before, but this group immediately reacted.
Humph... Sensing the changes under Uncle Nine Emperors, Feng Qingchen sneered in his heart, but still did not make any move.
She didn't dare to move before because she knew that men are more impulsive in the morning and she didn't want Uncle Nine Emperors to find a reason. In the end, Uncle Nine Emperors moved on his own. She couldn't blame her.
A heartless little woman.
Uncle Nine Emperors opened his eyes, looked at Feng Qingchen with a blushing face in his arms, and touched Feng Qingchen's forehead with his forehead very rudely, not too hard, just to punish Feng Qingchen.
He didn't believe that Feng Qingchen couldn't move like this.
"It hurts. Don't hit me. If you hit me again, you will get a concussion." Feng Qingchen did move, but his hands were clenched into fists, lying between Uncle Jiuhuang and her: "Don't be in love so early in the morning.
Well, the three-month period hasn’t come yet.”
"Ahem..." Uncle Nine Emperors was choked by Feng Qingchen's straightforward words, and he forgot to ask what a concussion was.
estrus?
This word really doesn't sound very nice, but it's damn appropriate.
"Don't worry, I will keep my promise, three months is three months." Uncle Nine Emperors said sincerely, as if I am a gentleman and will do what I say.
Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief quietly. She believed in the character of Uncle Nine Emperors. But just as she was relaxing, Uncle Nine Emperors suddenly turned over and pressed directly on Feng Qingchen.
"Little..." person
As soon as Feng Qingchen opened her mouth, the lips of Uncle Nine Emperors were covering her lips.
"Well..." Feng Qingchen struggled for a moment, but was ignored by the Nine Emperors Uncle.
A man's character, under such circumstances, is completely unreliable.
Uncle Jiuhuang kissed Feng Qingchen's lips, patiently and carefully rubbed Feng Qingchen's lips, and licked lightly with the tip of his tongue, as if there was nothing there, causing Feng Qingchen to tremble slightly.
Uncle Jiuhuang saw Feng Qingchen's eyes showing confusion, raised his eyes slightly, revealed a wicked smile, and continued to seduce Feng Qingchen's lips.
Seeing that her resistance was futile, Feng Qingchen simply began to enjoy it. Facing Uncle Jiuhuang's invitation, Feng Qingchen lightly stuck out her sweet tongue, traced Uncle Jiuhuang's lips, and responded bit by bit.
If you can't resist this kind of thing, just enjoy it. Don't make it like rape, that's not fun.
"My Qingchen, you are so good." Uncle Jiuhuang was very satisfied with Feng Qingchen's cooperation. Sparks flew across the room with his indifferent eyes. Uncle Jiuhuang's hands were still fixed on Feng Qingchen's hands. This group of people
Then he let go of Feng Qingchen and followed the twin peaks on Feng Qingchen's chest bit by bit. Uncle Nine Emperor's hands seemed to have magic power. Wherever they went, the temperature of Feng Qingchen's body also increased...
Although Feng Qingchen was trapped in lust, her mind could still turn around. When Uncle Nine Emperors' hands were caressing her lower abdomen, Feng Qingchen turned away and reminded her in a bad voice: "Uncle Nine Emperors, don't forget
Got your promise..."
"Book……"
As soon as Uncle Jiuhuang said a word, there was a burst of noise outside the house...