Tomorrow Dongling's Nine Emperors Uncles will go to Xiling. Tonight, Feng Qingchen was injured under their protection. At that time, in order to calm Dongling's anger, the emperor would not find the murderer, so he would naturally bring someone else to Dongling.
Take it out.
"I wonder if I will be unlucky enough to be pushed out by the emperor as a scapegoat. Alas..."
"I guess not. Miss Feng, will you ask for credit for us?" The man didn't know, but he accidentally said what he was thinking, which made his companions worried.
"Miss Feng's request for merit must be recognized by the emperor. According to the Nine Emperors Uncle in Dongling, he attaches great importance to Miss Feng. When he learned that Miss Feng was assassinated in Xiling, he abandoned state affairs and ran over."
The news between the two countries is not that well-informed. The officials in Dongling will give Jiuhuangshu a "natural" reason. It is not surprising that Xiling will portray Jiuhuangshu as a fatuous and incompetent person who ignores the country and the country for the sake of beauty.
thing.
The Emperor of Xiling did not want the reputation of the Nine Emperors Uncles to spread to the ears of the people of Xiling, so that ordinary people would know how powerful and brave the Nine Emperors Uncles of Xiling were, so that the emperors of all countries did not dare to say a word.
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Feng Qingchen and his entourage received the best hospitality as soon as they arrived at the other courtyard where the Dongling Special Envoy was temporarily staying. The Dongling Special Envoy came here for Feng Qingchen's affairs. Seeing Feng Qingchen's appearance covered in blood, he was naturally
Not daring to neglect, he immediately opened the main courtyard that was originally reserved for Uncle Nine Emperors and his party, and welcomed Feng Qingchen in.
"Miss Feng, the hot water is ready. You should freshen up first. The doctor will be here soon." The special envoy is a smart official. He does not have the arrogance of everyone's young masters, and he does not have the children of poor families who are unwilling to bow to the powerful.
He is a noble person. Once such a person is given the opportunity, he will definitely become famous.
As soon as Feng Qingchen came in, the special envoy circled around Feng Qingchen and his group. This was done very well, so that he would not be too close to Feng Qingchen and would not fail to hear Feng Qingchen's orders.
Being good at observing words and emotions is not a bad thing. At least Feng Qingchen felt that this person was very good at doing things and made people very comfortable.
"You have chosen this official very well. He has the ability and vision. If you polish it well, the future is limitless." Although scholars have always disliked people who are smooth and sophisticated in dealing with things, thinking that such people have no principles, Feng Qingchen believes that,
As long as you don't harm anyone, being diplomatic and worldly is not a bad thing.
As an official, only if you are tactful and sophisticated, and can handle both left and right, can you go far. Only when you go far can you realize your ambitions.
"I will remember to put him to good use." Feng Qingchen's future is limitless. This special envoy is very capable. Even if he has no ability, the Nine Emperors Uncle will give him a good future.
"Photographer, Prince Regent!" The special envoy stared blankly at the Nine Emperors Uncle. There was a thud, and before his mind could react, the special envoy's legs went weak. He knelt down in front of the Nine Emperors Uncle and apologized again and again: "My lord, please forgive me."
, I don’t know that the prince is here in person, I don’t know…”
Although the special envoy saw the Nine Emperors Uncle, because the Nine Emperors Uncle was not injured, and the Nine Emperors Uncle deliberately concealed his aura, the special envoy did not pay attention to the Nine Emperors Uncle. This opening of the Nine Emperors Uncle could turn this person
The young official was frightened.
"Get up." Uncle Nine Emperors coldly interrupted the other party's apology: "Arrange the doctor to treat other people's injuries. You are not needed here, go out."
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now." The special envoy was dripping with cold sweat and felt extremely annoyed. If he had known that Uncle Nine Emperors was here, he would not have been so courteous in front of Miss Feng.
Everyone in the court knew that the regent was rubbing the eldest young master because he liked to get in front of Miss Feng when he had something to do, which made the regent extremely dissatisfied.
"I hope the regent will not remember me as an official." Although the special envoy knew that this might be possible, he still had expectations.
So much so that when he was promoted in the future, he still wondered if Uncle Nine Emperors had forgotten about him, but he never thought that it was because of Feng Qingchen's optimistic words that he had more opportunities than others.
Before the special envoy left, he took all the servants away. Only Feng Qingchen and Uncle Nine Emperors were in the room.
He is indeed a man who knows how to get things done.
"I want to dig out the arrowhead, please find someone to help me." Feng Qingchen leaned weakly on the couch, activated the smart bag, and took out the medicine box.
"The wound is on the chest, I will help you." Although it was not the first time, Uncle Jiuhuang couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw Feng Qingchen taking out something out of nothing.
If people want to see this, Feng Qingchen has to be burned. The national master in Xiling is not very good, so how can he not be worried.
"Prepare a mirror for me, I can do it." Although Uncle Nine Emperor's hands are steady, they are not suitable for holding a scalpel. His hands can hold a pen and a sword, but holding a scalpel is really weird.
"You don't believe me?" Although it was his first time, Uncle Nine Emperors believed that he could do a good job. He had dug arrowheads for himself before, but he had not killed himself.
"Trust. But I am a doctor, I can still do it now." Feng Qingchen would never admit it, she was afraid of pain.
No matter whether Uncle Nine Emperors helps her get the arrowhead or she does it herself, she cannot give anesthesia. This is Uncle Nine Emperors' first time doing it. No matter how talented he is, there will be no accidents, but the speed cannot be improved. In order not to let go
He would die in pain and suffer less. Feng Qingchen resolutely refused to let Uncle Nine Emperors take action.
There was a doctor who cut his own appendix when medical treatment was rudimentary. It was not difficult for her to take out an arrow.
At Feng Qingchen's insistence, Uncle Nine Emperors was finally defeated and could only become an assistant, doing miscellaneous tasks for Feng Qingchen.
"Help me cut off the clothes around the wound."
"Alcohol……"
"tweezers."
"knife……"
"Hemostats."
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"No, I have no strength, I need to take a rest." The arrow has not been taken out yet, but Feng Qingchen is already very tired, her whole body is soaked, and she is leaning against the bedside, panting.
Most people would not be able to stab their own flesh with a knife, even if it is to heal themselves. Once you stab yourself, you won’t want to stab yourself a second time. The pain you feel once is enough to make you remember it deeply.
Uncle Nine Emperors admired Feng Qingchen's ability to plunge in without blinking while he was awake.
Uncle Nine Emperors looked at Feng Qingchen quietly without saying a word...
Well, he admitted that he was definitely not as good as Feng Qingchen when he helped Feng Qingchen take the arrowheads. In terms of treating trauma, Uncle Nine Emperors had never seen a doctor who was better than Feng Qingchen.
After taking a short rest, Feng Qingchen continued his previous work. A quarter of an hour later, Feng Qingchen dealt with the blood vessels stuck by the arrow one by one. He weakly leaned on the bedside, pointed at the bloody hole in his chest and said:
"Okay, dig it out for me."
Seeing Uncle Nine Emperors frowning, Feng Qingchen added: "Don't worry, the blood won't come out." She was not a snow wolf. A lick of her tongue would stop the bleeding, so naturally she wouldn't risk her own body.
"Yes." Uncle Nine Emperors pressed Feng Qingchen's breath, and with a slight exertion, he took out the arrowhead.
Pfft... Although there was no blood flowing like a column, it still splashed on Uncle Nine Emperor's face. Feng Qingchen curled up and almost bit his tongue.
It hurts so damn much, don’t let me know who did it...