This time, all the girls shared the same hatred. Even Mrs. Xie had a hint of reproach in her eyes.
Feng Qingchen's words scolded everyone present. Wang Jinling wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but Feng Qingchen stopped him with his eyes.
"Insult? Miss Sima, you are speaking harshly. The sharpness of a scholar's pen, the sharpness of a debater's tongue, and the sharpness of a samurai's sword. Qingchen is praising the ladies. Based on their talents, I think they will not disagree."
The ladies from the aristocratic families are all well-read in poetry and books, and have extraordinary talents. If you want to defeat them, you can't use the same tactics as dealing with those princesses and county lords.
"Feng Qingchen, don't go too far."
Sima Yanqi's face turned pale, and her whole body started to tremble. Just when Feng Qingchen thought that she was going to say something more harsh, she foamed at the mouth, twitched all over, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Isn't it?
Feng Qingchen was stunned.
"Ah..." The girls screamed and screamed. Madam Xie's face changed, and a flash of anger flashed across her face.
This poetry meeting is really a life full of twists and turns.
"Quick, go up and have a look." All the young masters were also startled. Wang Jinling strode forward, but was held back by Feng Qingchen.
"Everyone get out of the way."
Feng Qingchen stepped forward and turned his sleeves. His aura made people dare not approach him.
"Feng Qingchen, why do you want us to get out of the way?"
"Are you going to kill Miss Sima?"
The girls ignored him and stepped forward to pull Feng Qingchen away, but were stopped by Wang Jinling.
"Everyone, listen to Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen's medical skills are excellent."
Wang Jinling had spoken, and everyone did not dare to disobey him. Mrs. Xie also wanted to see if Feng Qingchen was really capable, so they did not stop her.
Sima Yan fell to the ground, his whole body twitching constantly, his face was a little purple, foaming at the mouth, his lower lip was tight, and blood was faintly visible.
You don't need to look at these symptoms to know that you are having an epileptic seizure.
Feng Qingchen didn't know if everyone knew about this disease, but she knew that women from aristocratic families would usually try their best to conceal it if they had this disease. This Sima Yan probably wouldn't have attacks usually, so he was really lucky today.
"Miss Sima is suffering from an old illness, so you don't have to worry."
Although this Sima Yan was hateful, Feng Qingchen didn't want to ruin this woman's reputation, so she explained. Besides, from a doctor's perspective, she would not tell the patient's secrets at will.
"That's good." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Qingchen unbuttoned the two buttons on Sima Yan's collar to keep her breathing smooth, let her head fall to one side so that the foam she spit out could flow out, took out the hairpin on her head and stuffed it into her mouth
inside to prevent her from biting herself.
Feng Qingchen performed this first aid action with great proficiency, and everyone stared blankly, unable to speak for a while.
They looked down on Feng Qingchen, but their magnanimity and character were no worse than theirs. Even if they wanted to find fault, they had nowhere to go...
After doing all this and making sure that Sima Yan's life was not in danger, Feng Qingchen stood up and said, "Okay, Miss Sima will be fine. Please don't worry. If there is water, please give me a basin of water to clean her up."
"Feng Qingchen, you are so awesome." The young man in a green shirt said slowly, his eyes falling on Feng Qingchen, and he could not take them back for a long time.
It's rare to see such a woman in Dongling. It's hard to look away.
"There are specialties in the art, but Qingchen only knows a little bit about it." Feng Qingchen waved his hands carelessly, and his wide sleeves slid into an arc in mid-air, showing an indescribable freedom and wantonness.
Feng Qingchen, you are truly a celebrity with your magnanimity. Wang Jinling looked at Feng Qingchen who had stolen the limelight from him, without the slightest displeasure.
The young man in green shirt wanted to say something, but the servants brought him water. Feng Qingchen did not hesitate at all. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he washed himself carefully. At this time, Sima Yan's complexion also improved a lot.
, no longer foaming at the mouth, but the person is not awake.
"Mrs. Xie, I'm afraid Miss Sima won't be able to attend the poetry meeting. Why don't we send Miss Sima home? She needs to rest." After Feng Qingchen purified the water, he suggested to Mrs. Xie.
Only by sending this person away as soon as possible can this matter be solved.
She didn't want to be blocked outside the door all the time.
"Quickly, send Miss Sima back." Madam Xie immediately signaled to her servants to carry Sima Yan away, and then said gratefully to Feng Qingchen: "Thank you for having Miss Feng, otherwise someone would really have died today."
Thinking of Feng Qingchen's unflappable demeanor just now, a flash of appreciation flashed in Mrs. Xie's eyes.
The Xie family had indeed mistook pearls for fish eyes before, but Feng Qingchen was not as unbearable as the rumors outside said. At least her medical skills were very good.
Maybe, about Concubine Xie...
Mrs. Xie was vaguely looking forward to it.
"Mrs. Xie's words are serious. Since nothing happens, can Qingchen enter the garden now?"
Feng Qingchen glanced at the ladies blocking her way. She still had to enter this poetry gathering today.
Mingming's smile was bright, but it made all the ladies tremble. Thinking of Sima Yan's situation, all the ladies looked at Feng Qingchen with more fear, hesitating whether to make way for Feng Qingchen, but the aristocratic family
Women's pride makes them unwilling to accept it.
Seeing this situation, Wang Jinling smiled and said: "Of course Qingchen can enter the Baicao Garden, but the rules of the Baicao Garden are that before entering the garden, he must compose a poem related to flowers and plants. Although Qingchen saved Miss Sima, he can't be bad.
Got the rules."
"As expected, it's elegant. Don't worry, eldest son, Qingchen will never break the rules of Baicao Garden." Feng Qingchen knew that Wang Jinling came to her rescue and exposed Sima Yan's affairs.
"As expected, Miss Feng is very cheerful. Here comes the lord of pen and ink." Xie San also cooperated willingly, and all the young masters also shouted, forgetting about Sima Yan for a moment.
pen and ink?
Feng Qingchen looked at Wang Jinling for help, her words were shady.
Wang Jinling smiled and shook his head. Before anyone could speak, he walked to the case and picked up the pen: "How about I write for Miss (5) Feng?"
ah……
"Young Master..." everyone exclaimed, looking at Wang Jinling who was holding a pen.
At this time, they looked as if they saw Uncle Nine Emperors sending Feng Qingchen.
The eldest son is the author of this book, and only Feng Qingchen in the world has this honor.
The girls looked at Feng Qingchen jealously again, and some of them could no longer control the expressions on their faces, showing their disgust.
How could this person be so lucky? It seemed like all the good things in the world were concentrated on her.
Facing the fiery eyes of everyone, the smile on Feng Qingchen's face became even bigger. Since she stole the show today, she wouldn't be polite.
Feng Qingchen said seriously: "The eldest master is already holding a pen, can Qingchen still say no?"
"It's true that I can't. It's Jin Ling's luck to write for Miss Feng." Wang Jinling was still smiling, but this smile came from the bottom of his heart.
Feng Qingchen is indeed Feng Qingchen and does not understand the word modesty at all.
Today, he will try his best to pave a beautiful road for Feng Qingchen, so that her future road will be less bumpy and more smooth...