Everyone was busy for a while, drinking water and plums. Feng Qingchen was almost exhausted and finally swallowed the medicine without spitting it out again.
"Huh, I'm so tired." Feng Qingchen was sweating profusely after being tossed around like this, and she leaned against the bed motionless.
Being sick or something is really painful.
Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief. It was so good that they drank it all at once.
"It's a pity that the remaining nine portions were all wasted." Doctor Sun walked out with the empty bowl. He didn't know whether he meant regret or happiness in his words.
"Jiufen? What do you mean?" Feng Qingchen asked in confusion.
Zhou Xing sneered and explained for Feng Qingchen.
It turned out that... Feng Qingchen was seriously vomiting medicine. All the medicines she had been boiled for her in the past few days were ten portions, and all ten portions were given to Feng Qingchen, but Feng Qingchen couldn't even drink one portion.
So embarrassing!
Feng Qingchen's face turned even redder.
Fortunately, she is still a doctor, but she is actually afraid of taking medicine.
Facing the joking looks in Su Wenqing's and Wang Qi's eyes, Feng Qingchen became even more depressed. These two men were laughing at the joke. Feng Qingchen pulled the quilt, buried his face, and shouted loudly: "Get out, get out,
Get out of here..."
Hahaha…
In Feng Qingchen's ears, Wang Qi and Su Wenqing's unbridled laughter came.
…
Feng Qingchen's illness came on violently and went away quickly. She could get out of bed the next day, and in the afternoon she was refreshed, her face rosy, and her illness was gone.
Zhou Xing was amazed when he saw this, and said that Feng Qingchen's recovery ability was not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Of course, it’s not just physical, but also psychological recovery.
Both he and Su Wenqing thought that Feng Qingchen would be depressed and depressed after being humiliated by His Highness Prince Luo and losing face in the imperial city.
They were all well, and they took turns trying to persuade Feng Qingchen not to take it to heart, but they didn't want to...
Feng Qingchen acted like a man who had nothing to do. After waking up, he was still calm and composed when he was kneeling at the gate of the city and being thrown away by the people.
Facing the confusion of Zhou Xing and others, Feng Qingchen chuckled lightly and did not explain. Life is hers and no one needs to be responsible for her life.
As for her body? Only she understands that although her illness recovers quickly, her vitality has been damaged and she must take good care of herself in the future, otherwise the root of the disease will remain.
It's a pity that she suffered from the disease of wealth, but she did not have the life of wealth. As a doctor, it is normal to overwork. After all, everything can wait, but treatment cannot wait, and patients cannot wait.
After the illness was cured, Feng Qingchen could no longer stay at home. Feng Qingchen didn't know whether Wang Jinling's eyes needed treatment, but she knew that she had to go to Xie's Mansion today to change the dressing for Mrs. Xie.
At the same time, we also need to discuss the time and place of the surgery with Mrs. Xie Er.
The operation to clear the fallopian tubes is not big or small. The success rate is not 100%, nor can it be completed in one go. In addition, the surgical environment and postoperative recovery are also very important.
This requires a more careful arrangement. She does not have this ability in Dongling, but Mrs. Xie does.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The second wife of the Xie family is not powerful in the Xie family, but it is also the existence that she needs to look up to now. She must ask the second wife of Xie to arrange everything in advance to avoid being in a hurry.
Seeing Feng Qingchen carrying the medicine box and preparing to go out, Zhou Xing's expression changed and he thought about what excuse he could use to keep Feng Qingchen behind.
Having an idea, Zhou Xing covered the wound on his chest and said, "Hey, it hurts."
In order to be realistic, Zhou Xing pulled open the wound with force. He could use some tricks in front of Feng Qingchen, but he couldn't pretend that the wound was painful. He had to use real materials.
Zhou Xing's wound was really open. Four days ago, when he brought Feng Qingchen back from the city gate, the wound was stretched open. Now it is adding fuel to the fire.
Sure enough, Feng Qingchen's just-raised leg suddenly pulled back: "Zhou Xing, what's wrong with you?"
"The wound hurts so much, it seems to have split open." Zhou Xing's face turned pale from the pain.
"Let me take a look." Feng Qingchen put the medicine box at his feet and stretched out his hand to pull open Zhou Xing's clothes.
Zhou Xing paused, feeling a little embarrassed. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen's attention was all on Zhou Xing's wounds. His eyes were so focused that he didn't notice anything wrong at all.
"Why is it inflamed? Sit down quickly." Feng Qingchen blamed herself. She was not a qualified doctor and actually forgot that Zhou Xing also had injuries on his body.
He forced Zhou Xing onto the chair and said, "Don't move."
Feng Qingchen warned Zhou Xing, picked up the medicine box and put it on the table. He opened the buckle with a "pop" sound, took out the tray, took out the potion, bandages, detoxifying alcohol, tweezers and medical gloves, all in one go.
It is well organized and gives people a convincing feeling just by looking at it.
"I'll change your dressing."
Without giving Zhou Xing time to react, Feng Qingchen turned around and went to wash her hands. But after her hands were dry, she put on medical gloves and made a series of movements like flowing water, neat and fast, making Feng Qingchen, a delicate woman, feel like a soldier.
Heroic appearance.
Zhou Xing was naked and sitting on a chair. Most of the bandage on the wound was stained with blood, and yellow pus was also mixed with the blood.
Zhou Xing seemed to be unconscious and didn't cry out in pain, as if the person who just cried out in pain was not him.
"It'll be fine soon." Feng Qingchen didn't think too much and just changed Zhou Xing's dressing as he did his duty.
The wound on his chest was suppurating again. Feng Qingchen had to clean up the yellowish pus. Feng Qingchen leaned forward slightly and leaned towards Zhou Xing.
The breath belonging to Feng Qingchen rushed to his face. Zhou Xing closed his eyes hastily. He vaguely felt hair sliding across his shoulders, causing his whole body to tighten suddenly. It was not until the cold tweezers touched the wound that Zhou Xing
A clever man opened his eyes suddenly.
But as soon as he opened his eyes, he was fascinated again.
It is said that serious women are the most beautiful, and this is indeed true. Feng Qingchen, who was focused, seemed to be covered with a halo, and that halo attracted everyone's attention (5), including Zhou Xing.
"Hiss, it hurts..."
The pain caused by cleaning the wound made Zhou Xing completely awake, and his eyes were no longer as blurry as before.
A woman like Feng Qingchen could only be a close friend at most, or maybe something to be used for, but he couldn't have other thoughts.
"Don't move, be patient, you'll be fine soon." Feng Qingchen said coldly, warning Zhou Xing with stern eyes not to act rashly.
Zhou Xing nodded repeatedly, and all the little thoughts in his heart disappeared. Now, all he could do was focus on what was in front of him, how to prevent Feng Qingchen from going out, so as to prevent her from being hurt by the rumors and crazy words outside.
Outside... there are rumors everywhere, and people in the world will put all kinds of unpleasant and harsh words on Feng Qingchen, a weak girl.
After Feng Qingchen was humiliated at the city gate, people gathered outside Feng's Mansion, waiting to see Feng Qingchen's jokes and get a glimpse of Feng Qingchen.
Those people regarded Feng Qingchen as three levels lower than the brothel girl, made critical comments, and set a price. In their eyes, Feng Qingchen was just a commodity waiting to be sold.
Before, Feng Qingchen stayed behind closed doors to recuperate, and those rumors couldn't come in. Now she has to go out as soon as she recovers from the illness. Even if Feng Qingchen doesn't care, Zhou Xing doesn't want Feng Qingchen to go out and suffer the second time.
harm.
In any case, this woman was kind to him.
If Feng Qingchen didn't understand before that Zhou Xing's wound opened up just when she was about to go out, by chance, then she also understood after seeing Zhou Xing's frowning face.】
However, she was destined to let down Zhou Xing's hard work. People's words were terrible, but she couldn't lock herself in Feng Mansion because of rumors and punish herself for other people's mistakes.
Today, she had to go out no matter what.
This is a responsibility for oneself and for the patient.