Feng Qingchen himself was not very willing to treat Fu Lin, and these people were even more annoyed when they were forced to do so by the imperial doctors.
These people did not ask her to heal Fu Lin's leg injury, but wanted her to be the scapegoat and take the blame for the imperial doctors.
Seeing the expressions of the imperial doctors, Feng Qingchen was certain that this time it was not Uncle Nine Emperors who betrayed her, but that she was pushed out by these imperial doctors as a scapegoat.
Feng Qingchen said to everyone with a smile: "Thank you all seniors for your love. Qingchen will definitely live up to the high expectations of all seniors. I wonder if any senior can tell Qingchen about Master Fu's situation."
"I'm not good at trauma. As for Master Fu's condition, I would like to ask Miss Feng to check it herself to avoid any omissions that may affect Miss Feng's treatment." No matter how the imperial doctors fight among themselves, this group is definitely united in facing Feng Qingchen.
The offense is watertight, the defense is watertight, and you must definitely pick yourself out.
"What Dr. Liang said is right. I won't disturb Miss Feng anymore. I know that Miss Feng doesn't like outsiders when she's treating illnesses, so I'll go out right away." An old man came out and said politely.
After saying a few words, he took the lead and walked out, as if someone was chasing him away.
"If you don't tell Dr. Tan, we will all forget about it. Miss Feng, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll wait in the next room. If you need anything, you can send the medicine room boy to call me." Dr. Liang smiled kindly, and people who didn't know would think that
He is supporting the younger generation.
Feng Qingchen said nothing and nodded to the two imperial doctors Liang and Tan, seemingly not caring about the actions of everyone pushing her out.
There were two imperial doctors taking the lead, and Feng Qingchen did not break up. Of course, the others would not stay for a long time. Two-thirds of the dozens of imperial doctors in the room left in an instant. They did not want to do this, but compared with their wealth and life, they naturally
He chose to keep Feng Qingchen.
The remaining three people who didn't leave looked at Feng Qingchen steadily. There was struggle and worry in their eyes, but they still stood firmly on the spot. These three people stood in the corner. If everyone hadn't left, Feng Qingchen would have left.
Can't see them yet.
"Aren't you going out?" Feng Qingchen put the medicine box next to Fu Lin's bed and dragged a chair over to put the utensils conveniently.
The three of them looked at each other and nodded firmly: "We won't leave, we are doctors."
"Do you have the ability to save Lord Fu?" Feng Qingchen paused in his movements and looked up at the three of them, a sneer flashing in his eyes.
Obviously, she does not appreciate these three people. Sometimes courage and justice alone are not enough without ability, and justice cannot be eaten as food.
"No." The three of them lowered their heads and stared at the tips of their shoes.
Sure enough, Feng Qingchen opened the medicine box with a snap and quickly took out the medicines she wanted to use one by one. She waited until she had picked up the things, put on her white coat, hung up her mask, and put her hair up.
He said to these three people in a mood: "Since you don't have the ability to save Master Fu, then go out. Why are you staying here, waiting to die?"
"We can't leave Miss Feng here alone, we have to go together." A man in gray clothes, about thirty years old, clenched his fists and said, looking like a messenger of justice.
Feng Qingchen sneered: "What will happen if you stay? If I can save Mr. Fu, it doesn't matter whether you stay or not. The credit must be from your hospital. As for how much of it falls on you, that's it.
It depends on your ability. If I can't save Master Fu, the three of you will just die in vain."
"We are not doing it for any merit, we just can't stand those people's behavior of pushing you out to take the blame, girl. We really can't do it if we have to watch the girl face this beheading alone." Zuo.
The man on the side also spoke righteously, and you could see a bit of scholarly aura in his eyebrows.
Feng Qingchen would rather deal with the old fritters outside than with these fools. Feng Qingchen can guess what they are thinking about those people outside, but can these three people in front of them?
They are too straight, or they are too stupid to read sage books. Feng Qingchen has never been such a person, so she cannot understand the behavior of these three people, nor can she feel the justice of these three people. She only knows how to deal with this kind of person.
It's tiring to deal with people who only talk but don't take their own lives seriously, so...
"You guys can go out. If Mr. Fu really has a problem, it has nothing to do with you." Feng Qingchen pointed at the door and kicked them out very rudely.
The faces of the three young imperial doctors turned red and they shook their heads firmly: "How can this be done? We can't leave you alone. Mr. Fu is the one who diagnoses and treats us together. If something goes wrong, we should be responsible for it together. How can we do this?"
Let you take the responsibility alone."
"But what can you do if you stay here? You can't help me. Staying here will only get in the way. If we want to share the responsibility together, it is even more unnecessary. A doctor is a life-saving straw for the patient.
The less one person dies, the less one person dies. If something happens to Mr. Fu, it would be enough for me to die. Why bother dragging others into the trap?"
It's not that she is selfless, she is selfish.
But such selfish words made the three young scholars lower their heads in shame: "Miss Feng, you are right. Doctors are very important to patients. We cannot talk about life and death lightly. Miss Feng, we are not as good as you."
."
This group of people had stayed in the hospital for a long time, and they had only thought about how to shirk responsibility and how to drag more people into the trap. They had never thought that if one person took responsibility, others would survive.
It's obvious that only one person needs to die, so why should three or five die?
"I am cold-blooded. If you want to do anything to me, get out. Master Fu's injury cannot be delayed any longer." Feng Qingchen waved his hand with an impatient look on his face.
The three people's eyes met, they exchanged a look, nodded helplessly, and retreated silently.
You need to have the courage to accompany someone to death, and you also need the other person to appreciate it. Once the other person doesn't appreciate it, and your courage disappears, then they won't be able to persevere. After all, no one is not afraid of death.
Squeak...the door opened, the three of them went out, and the door closed again. Feng Qingchen looked at the door opening and closing, and laughed silently.
No idiot would willingly accompany a stranger to death, and these three people were no exception. The reason why they stayed was simply because they couldn't get over the hurdle in their hearts.
She gave them an excellent step up and removed the obstacles in their minds. If they stayed, they would be stupid.
Of course, not everyone is like this. If it were Sun Sixing, Sun Sixing would stay even if he died, but Sun Sixing would not stand there waiting to die, but would step forward to help her.
One person is short-sighted and the other is wise. Sun Sixing will stay with her to find a solution together. That little doctor is not a stubborn old man who doesn't know how to turn around. Sun Sixing is cute when he is dumb.
Thinking of Sun Sixing, Feng Qingchen's mood improved a lot, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He turned around and suddenly met Fu Lin's open eyes. Feng Qingchen was startled and the smile on his face froze.
Living.
After his emotions calmed down, he said calmly: "Master Fu, you are scary, you will scare people to death."
"How dare you be scared?" Fu Lin said, weakly, and his dark eyes were not as bright as before. Looking at Feng Qingchen, his eyes were dim.
It seems that he really suffered a lot this time.
"I'm very timid." Feng Qingchen didn't take away the smile on his face. He walked to the bed calmly. Under Fu Lin's gaze, he hung up the mask, put on his gloves, took out the transparent glass bottle, smashed it, and took it.
Take out the needle and withdraw the medicine inside.
Fu Lin looked at Feng Qingchen without blinking, engraved every move of Feng Qingchen in his mind, watching Feng Qingchen take out the medicine from the small bottle, inject it into the big bottle, and repeat the same actions.
.
"What are you doing?" Fu Lin finally couldn't help it and asked.
"Save you." Feng Qingchen's voice was not so clear through the mask.
"I thought you wanted to kill me." Fu Lin lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the injured leg, indicating something.
Huh?
Feng Qingchen's movements of taking out the medicine remained unchanged, but she was shocked in her heart. Seeing Fu Lin acting like this, it seemed that she didn't know that she was the one who caused him to be injured. Could it be that Jiu Qing hid her and took the blame alone?
Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen's eyes flashed slightly, and she smiled and hit Taiji: "We have just met each other, and we can be considered friends. How could I want your life?"
In fact, Feng Qingchen did not intend to kill Fulin. The medicine applied to the bullet would definitely not kill Fulin, otherwise she would not have made the promise in front of the emperor.
However, now that these words were heard in Fulin's ears, they were saying that Fulin's injury had nothing to do with her.
Fu Lin was not sure whether Feng Qingchen knew about this, so Fu Lin probed again: "I don't know if you have seen my wound, but it is the same as the wound of Lord Ye City."
Fu Lin gasped as he spoke, and his curved eyelashes trembled, making people feel sorry for him involuntarily.
Unfortunately, he met the cold-hearted Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen didn't feel anything at all. He took out the hook for hanging the IV bottle, hung the medicine bottle on the bed beam, took out the transparent tube, and connected it.
After flicking the tube to make sure the medicine could flow out smoothly, Feng Qingchen looked at Fu Lin and said softly: "I didn't see Lord Ye City's wound. As for your wound, I'm afraid I can't see it now even if I want to see it.
. You are people who do great things, but I just want to live in a corner of peace. I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will repay you twice as much."
Without waiting for Fulin's answer, Feng Qingchen took a cotton swab, dipped it in a little liquid, rubbed it twice on Fulin's arm, and inserted the needle.
"Ah..." The pain from the needle and the cold liquid entering his body made Fu Lin resist instinctively. When he was about to struggle, Feng Qingchen held him down: "Don't move if you don't want to die."
If it were normal times, Feng Qingchen would definitely not be able to hold Ye Ye down, but at this time Ye Ye was weak, and under Feng Qingchen's force, he had no strength to resist at all, so he could only obey, raised his head and asked: "Do you really want to save me?