The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Chapter 239 - Treatment



Chapter 239 - Treatment

"Doctor, what are you still standing there for? Stop the bleeding quickly! He must be in great pain now." Feng Shijiu reminded anxiously, almost shaking the doctor's skeleton apart.

"Please be patient. Do you know the identity of this young master?" the doctor asked uneasily.

"Shouldn't curing diseases and saving lives be equal for all? Why does it matter what kind of status you have? If you cure him, I will take him away immediately and will not implicate you!" After saying this, Feng Shijiu took a step back, clasped his fists and bowed.

Under Feng Shijiu's pleading eyes, the doctor kept comforting himself in his heart. Finally, the doctor's kindness overcame his fear. He then took off Feng Jinhuan's robe and began to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds.

After treating him for more than an hour, the doctor's robe was soaked with sweat. The bleeding from Feng Jinhuan's wound finally stopped and his complexion looked much better. Feng Shijiu, who was standing by, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The bleeding has stopped and his life has been temporarily saved, but it is still very dangerous. He may have a fever at any time. It is best to observe him for a few more days." The doctor bandaged Feng Jinhuan while instructing Feng Shijiu beside him.

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you!"

"Not numb...what do you mean?" The doctor seemed to have heard something hidden and asked again uncertainly.

"Since we need to observe him for a few more days, let him stay with you. This will be beneficial for you to observe him." Feng Shijiu clasped his fists and bowed again.

"you……"

"Thank you. Here is the silver for you. I will find time to come and see him again!"

The doctor wanted to refuse, but when he opened his mouth again, the young man who gave him the silver had already run away for a long distance. He was old and could not catch up with him at all, not to mention that he remembered that the young man came on horseback.

He had no choice but to swallow his anger and shook his head in anger.

How could the old doctor know at this time that this fortuitous encounter would actually become an opportunity for his future official career.

After returning to the palace, Feng Shijiu went directly to the East Palace after being informed by the palace servants.

As expected, as soon as he stepped into the door, he saw Feng Yixuan sitting behind the desk. He hurried forward and said obediently, "Dad, Jiujiu is back."

"Jiujiu, where have you been? Why couldn't I find you in the palace?" Feng Yixuan put down the book in his hand, slowly raised his head and looked at Feng Shijiu sharply.

"Dad, I will ride out of the palace on horseback... and bury Jinhuan." Feng Shijiu lowered his head very low, not daring to look Feng Yixuan in the eye, because his eyes were the least deceptive when he was lying.

"How did you and Feng Jinhuan meet? It seems like you have a good relationship?" Feng Yixuan asked casually, then lowered his head again, picked up the book on the desk and began to read it casually.

Feng Shijiu had thought about this question for a long time on the way back, because he knew he could not avoid it, but what worried him more was whether it was right or wrong to hide the news that Jin Huan was still alive.

Feng Yixuan had already read two pages of the book, but still hadn't heard Feng Shijiu speak, so he looked over in confusion and said calmly, "Jiujiu, Dad doesn't want to force you to do anything. If you really have your reasons, Dad won't ask. Go to the next room and rest."

"No, Dad. Jiujiu just feels sorry for everyone and is too embarrassed to speak up." After he finished speaking, he knelt straight down on the ground.

Feng Yixuan did not say anything. He just threw down the book in his hand and stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for Feng Shijiu's next words.

"Two days before Prince Mu's Mansion was burned, Jiujiu sneaked out of the mansion out of boredom and met a little beggar on the street. Seeing that he was pitiful, he treated him to two steamed buns. During their conversation, he felt that he was a good person. Not long after, he proposed to become his sworn brother. Jiujiu was so proud that he forgot his father's advice and let him send me back. No wonder he had such a strange expression when he saw Prince Mu's Mansion. Today, everything is clear."


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