The third prince Xuan Tianye suddenly had the urge to commit suicide. He had not wanted to live more than once in the past six months, but he did not come as strong as this time.

Unfortunately, Xuan Tianming saw this impulse. He squinted his face under the mask and said to the person on the bed: "A real man, you don't die in the battlefield or be loyal to the country. You can be angry with a little girl even if you lie on the bed. Is it embarrassing to lose your grace?"

Xuan Tianye closed his eyes and never wanted to see these two people again. He still adjusted his emotions for a moment, and then shouted angrily: "Go out! Go out!"

No one listened to him.

Feng Yuheng turned around and walked towards Huangquan, took over a medicine box she was already carrying. Then, ghost doctor Songkang watched her take out a set of infusion equipment from inside.

Song Kang was confused. What kind of thing is this? Except for the thing on the edge, he could call it, which was a needle, nothing else was something he could recognize. He even analyzed the materials of those transparent objects for a long time but couldn't understand it.

Xuan Tianming had a certain understanding of this thing, and he took the initiative to explain it to Songkang: "This is called infusion, don't you understand? Did you see the water inside, or did you see the things in the needle? The water is saline, and the medicine in the needle is medicine. When it is mixed together, and then the small needle is pierced on the back of the hand, the medicine can be delivered directly to the human body."

He was very polite, and Feng Yuheng still corrected him-"That's not called puncture on the back of his hand, it's a vein."

Xuan Tianming waved his hand very proudly: "Anyway, that's the case, he doesn't understand what he says."

Songkang didn't understand very much, but he stared at Feng Yuheng's movements and saw some tricks: "It's piercing into the blood." This is his understanding.

Feng Yuheng didn't say much. As soon as the intravenous infusion began, Xuan Tianye fell asleep, making Songkang's eyes straight.

Then, Feng Yuxing cleaned his hands with disinfectant in front of him, put on a white coat, soaked the knife and disinfected it, and then pulled up a curtain in front of Xuan Tianye's bed.

This was the first time she had an operation outside the space after she came to Dashunchao. Fortunately, it was not a craniotomy, but a simple orthopedic surgery. Pay more attention to it, and it can still avoid bacterial infection. After all, she has rich experience in battlefield medical treatment. In the previous life, on the Middle East battlefield filled with smoke, the wounded people she and her companions snatched out of the intestines all over the floor and their legs were blown off. Didn’t she drag the person to a slightly safer place to perform on the spot? The current conditions are much better than that at that time.

What's more, Songkang only focused on her treatment process, and did not pay attention to how she took out one strange tool after another, nor did he care at all. Xuan Tianming took the initiative to take on the work of wiping sweat. Until it was dark, Feng Yuheng finally completed the last stitch suture and declared the success of the operation.

Songkang knelt down to her directly. He couldn't kneel down. His knees were completely impressed by Feng Yuheng's medical skills. Just say that the last hand stitching was something he had never seen. Songkang felt that this Ji'an County Lord was definitely the number one in the world. If he missed her today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

For the whole day, he knelt in front of Feng Yuheng for more than once or twice. Feng Yuheng was too lazy to pay attention to her. She didn't even say anything extra when he treated Xuan Tianye's bone injury. Now that the operation is completed, she just said to Xuan Tianming: "After picking up his waist, spine, cervical bones, people can sit, but the elbow and knuckles are not my business. The same is true for the legs." She said, and glanced at Song Kang, "This quack doctor has treated him with that virtue and will not disappoint the wheelchair we sent."

That night, they came out of the Xiangwang Mansion, and the ghost doctor Songkang followed behind like a demon. Duanmu Qing only cared about seeing Xuan Tianye's injuries, and didn't bother with him. Until Xuan Tianming took Feng Yuheng's hand and got on the palace car. Until the palace car started to go to the county lord's mansion, Wangchuan lifted the curtain and looked out, and then told them: "The man was still following behind, fell a few times, and was very embarrassed."

Xuan Tianming was a little puzzled and asked Feng Yuheng: "I thought you would be tired of such a person. I wanted to whip him to death. But later on, you seemed to want to keep him. What does it mean?"

Feng Yuheng sighed lightly and said helplessly: "I am indeed tired of that kind of person. It is the most vicious thing in the world to harm others' lives for their own selfish desires. But..." She looked up at him, "Xuan Tianming, there are not many people in the world who can understand and accept this set of ideas. Although he only mastered the prototype of a surgical operation, I have observed that his technique is still very neat and has a strong understanding of medical skills. My master passed on me such advanced medical skills in order to help me save the world,

But think about it, how many people can I save with my hands? With my energy, how can I still have time to cultivate helpers? And there are many people who need this kind of medical means to help in the future. Sooner or later, I will go to the battlefield again. I am not only a steelmaker, not only the commander of the Shenji Camp, but also a doctor. This is my job. I can't watch the rescued soldiers die one by one because I can't be busy. Therefore, when possible, I must train my helpers."

Xuan Tianming understood, but was a little worried, "You fell in love with Songkang and don't need to be retrained. Yes, he can indeed get into the role as quickly as possible and accept your medical teaching. But Hengheng, are you sure to control such a person?"

Feng Yuheng's eyes showed a trace of profoundness and firmness. She said, "It's not about grasping, but about my ability. Songkang is obsessed with medicine. As long as his original intention remains unchanged, I will have the ability to learn even if I don't eat or sleep in my life."

What else could Xuan Tianming say? He raised the curtain of the car and said to Bai Ze who was driving the car outside: "Asking the secret guards to take the person back to the Royal Palace." Then he said to Feng Yuheng: "I'll help you watch this person first. Just send someone to the Royal Palace when you need it."

She burst into laughter and sent someone to pick up the goods?

Feng Yuheng leaned against Xuan Tianming, closed his eyes slightly, and his mind churned.

Ghost Doctor Song Kang, she gave that person a chance. If he was a talent who could be raised, she would promise to give Song Kang the most enjoyable medical life in the future. But if he remained dead and had the gloomy aura left by too many living bodies, she would definitely send him into the gates of hell in person and would never leave for a moment.

This night was a good sleep. Apart from the fact that Xuan Tianming was reluctant to leave and had been lying in the county lord's mansion for most of his night...

The next day, Feng Yuheng felt that she had not really met the Feng family after she had been back for so long, and it was not very good to come. So after breakfast, she took Wangchuan to Shuyayuan to pay tribute to the old lady.

By then, the female family members of the Feng family had gathered here, and the old lady was asking Han: "How many times have you told you that you should have a child in more than three months. Now you are heavy and the weather is hot, so you don't have to come here to pay your respects every day."

Han stroked his round belly, smiled like a flower on his face, and said in a sweet voice: "I am not tired, please be filial to the old lady. This is what I should do."

"I didn't say you were tired." The old lady didn't like Han, and she didn't like to see her smirking. She always felt that she was a charming smile, full of the smell of Fengyue alley. "I'm afraid I'm tired of my grandson."

Han's face immediately became heavy, and he looked at Fandai with aggrievedness. Fandai wanted to argue with the old lady. But at this time, the Chengdi sisters suddenly stood up, looked out the door of the hall together, and smiled on their faces.

People reacted and looked over there. When they saw that Feng Yuheng, wearing a light long skirt, walked in with the girl.

The old lady was a little stunned. She didn't expect Feng Yuheng to come. Especially when Feng Jinyuan said that the family had been taken over by Feng Yuheng to make the decision that day, she felt that this granddaughter would not take her, the old lady seriously anymore. But now the person came, and she laughed at her face, stood in front of her and leaned over, saying, "Granddaughter pays me a blessing to my grandmother. I haven't seen her for several months. How good is my grandmother?"

The old lady was stunned on the spot and couldn't speak for a while.

It was Cheng Junmei who reminded her: "Mother, the county lord is talking to you."

The old lady came to her senses and quickly said, "Okay, okay, I'm in good health."

Feng Yuheng didn't care about her unnatural expression, but just said lightly: "That's it." Then he walked to the empty seat of the legitimate daughter and sat down.

For a moment, a little embarrassed appeared in the hall. Not everyone was embarrassed. I was sitting not far from her, with only a sank fish in the middle. She tilted her little head to see Feng Yuheng, her eyes full of joy.

Feng Yuheng also smiled at her, and then took the initiative to speak: "I heard that my third sister was sent to the temple. I also thought that after seeing the steel knife for my father, I would take the time to go to the temple to see it."

After hearing what she said, I was a little excited, my little face turned red, and An nodded to her gratefully. It was Han and Fandai who rolled their eyes unhappily.

The old lady actually knew in her heart that the case of harming Han was not clear, and Xiangrong was probably a scapegoat, but later the Feng family was unwilling to pull it deep, so she gave the matter to her. The idea that Feng Yuheng and An's mother and daughter would no longer be close, but she didn't expect that Feng Yuheng would still have more friendship with this Xiangrong.

She was afraid that Feng Yuheng would settle the accounts with the Feng family, so she quickly distorted the conversation: "Aheng, I went to Xiangwang Mansion yesterday, can your elder sister's Geng stamp be delivered?"

Feng Yuheng nodded, "I've delivered it. Not only did I deliver it, but I've also cured my injuries. I won't let him not even get off the bed on the wedding day."

Feng Chenyu was shocked and asked, "Why did you go to treat it? Didn't Duanmu Qing bring the ghost doctor Song Kang?"

Feng Yuheng asked her with a smile: "Does my eldest sister think that my medical skills are not as good as that of Songkang?"

Cheng Junman answered the words: "Even the emperor's uncle said that he is the best in the world, so how could he be worse than a traveling doctor in the northern border?"

She opened her mouth and lifted the emperor out. What else could Feng Chenyu dare to say? He blocked all his unwillingness and forced himself to swallow the words behind him back.
Chapter completed!