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  This time, Feng Qingchen's treatment at the Xie residence was much better. As soon as she arrived at the Xie residence, there was a special carriage to take her to the second wife's courtyard.

  As soon as Feng Qingchen arrived, there was tea and water waiting for her. The maidservants by the side of the second mistress almost treated Feng Qingchen like a Bodhisattva.

  After all, if it weren't for Feng Qingchen, the second madam would have been miserable, and as a maid by the second husband's side, she would have been unlucky too.

  At best, she would be expelled from the Xie residence; at worst, she might even be sold into a brothel.

  For high-standard treatment, Feng Qingchen was at ease and content.

  No matter in which era, a doctor with superb medical skills will always be respected and treated with courtesy by the people.

  Of course, Feng Qingchen was not a person who would linger around, after taking a short rest, she came to the room of the second madam.

  "Phoenix Maiden." The Second Mistress had already known that Feng Qingchen had arrived, even with injuries on her body. The Second Mistress still tidied herself up neatly and sat up straight, greeting Feng Qingchen.

  It's said that great kindness doesn't require thanks, and in the eyes of the second wife, this information was revealed.

  The second lady, from a royal family, her upbringing is impeccable, and she exudes an aura of gentle elegance.

  It's hard to believe that such a gentle woman could withstand such cruel punishment.

  Soft outside and strong inside, this kind of woman is appreciated by Feng Qingchen. It's also expected that the second madam would not have ended up in such a state if she were cunning and had high skills.

  Feng Qingchen didn't exchange pleasantries either, simply saying a few words of courtesy before starting to change the dressing for the second madam.

  It's normal for patients to be grateful to doctors, but doctors can't take advantage of this gratitude.

  The second lady has been doing well these days, the wound on her body is healing properly and not like someone who got it bleeding again in just a blink of an eye.

  Changing medicine didn't take much time, just half a time, Feng Qingchen was ready to pack up and leave, but it was clear that the second lady did not intend to let Feng Qingchen go.

  The second lady looked at Feng Qingchen with a hesitant expression.

  "Second Mistress, is there something you want to say?" Feng Qingchen disliked this hesitant look the most. She stopped what she was doing and looked at Second Mistress.

  The second lady's face turned red, she bit her lip and nodded: "Yes, I have something to say to Feng Niang alone, is it convenient?"

  "It's convenient for the second lady, and it's also convenient for me." Feng Qingchen's eyes scanned, and she could almost guess what Er Fu meant.

  These two ladies can see her medical skills.

  As expected, after the second lady's maid was dismissed, she first exchanged a few pleasantries before bluntly mentioning her infertility.

  Many people know that one should seek medical attention when ill, but few actually put it into practice.

  As for these two madams being able to speak out about this matter so calmly, Feng Qingchen was still quite surprised, and then immediately understood that the two madams probably had no other choice.

  Feng Qingchun sank into thought for a moment, thinking about the safety of performing this small operation on the second madam, as well as the timing arrangements.

  Of course, most importantly, is the consequences that follow.

  This surgery is not a matter of life and death, so in Feng Qingchen's heart, it belongs to the category of things that can be done or not done. She doesn't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of such a small surgery.

  Since she lives in this world, under the premise that she cannot change the overall environment, she must act according to its rules.

  Unless she is strong enough to change her surroundings, otherwise she can only blend in with her environment.

  The second lady looked at Feng Qingchen with an expectant face. In her heart, Feng Qingchen was all-powerful and even the things that happened to her outside the imperial city, in the second lady's heart, had changed from being a shameful and humiliating experience to being carefree and strong-willed, independent.

  They waited for half a day, but Feng Qingchen didn't say a word. The red glow on the second lady's face faded away, leaving her pale and disappointed, yet she forced a smile to comfort Feng Qingchen.

  "Feng girl, don't take it to heart, I was just casually asking. If Feng girl can't cure me, that's okay too, Feng girl has already helped me a lot, if not for Feng girl, I might have died long ago."

  The second lady had an irrepressible sense of loss on her body, but she didn't get angry because of it. Feng Qingchen secretly sighed.

  "Second Mistress, you misunderstood. I can cure your illness. I was just thinking about when to schedule the treatment." It's just a minor surgery, but Feng Qingchen has many things to consider.

  However, since he has taken on the task of treating the Second Mistress's illness, Feng Qingchen will spare no effort.

  Since it's an operation, there will be risks. There are some things she must prepare in advance. The sterilization equipment here is not complete and the lighting is not conducive to surgery.

  It's really hard to find an operating room that meets her requirements.

  Feng Qingchen had a slight headache and subconsciously touched the smart medical pack on her hand, thinking to herself that it would be great if this small intelligent system had an operating room like the one in the hospital.

  When encountering critically ill patients, she can also send them to the ICU ward and other places, allowing patients to receive the best recovery, unfortunately...

  "What did you say?" Second Mistress Wen's gentle voice rose to a loud shout.

  "Bang..." He crashed into the bedpost.

  "Hiss..."

  The wound split open, and the second lady was in so much pain that she gasped for breath, but her eyes were fixed on Feng Qingchen without blinking. The joy in her eyes was just like when Su Wenqing learned that Su Wenheng wasn't dead.

  Feng Qingchen told herself that for this gaze, she couldn't escape either.

  She is a doctor, treating patients is her responsibility, even if it will get her into trouble.

  "Yes, Second Mistress, you didn't mishear, I can cure it." Feng Qingchen stepped forward and helped the Second Mistress up, making a brief examination.

  "Second Mistress, don't get agitated, if the wound opens up it will be troublesome." With a subtle exertion of strength, Feng Qingchen pressed Second Mistress down.

  Looking at Mrs. Er's excited appearance, Feng Qingchen considered whether or not to give her a sedative.

  He shook his head again immediately.

  Forget it, what a waste of medicine.

  "Feng Niangniang, are you telling the truth? Can it really be cured?" The second lady turned her hand over and grasped Feng Qingchen tightly, speaking tearfully.

  It's been ten years since she married into the Xie family at the age of fifteen. This illness has tormented her for a full decade.

  Is there finally hope now?

  The second wife's tears couldn't stop.

  Feng Qingchen didn't like having her hands held by others, especially when the second madam's hand was too warm and sweaty, making her feel slippery and uncomfortable.

  Moreover, Madame's fingernails were very long, which made her extremely worried. Madame accidentally scratched her hand.

  Feng Qingchen hastily pulled away the Second Mistress, took out her handkerchief to cover up her own discontent: "Second Mistress, don't be like this, calm down first. As for your infertility, I had also noticed something earlier. I can help you arrange a treatment plan, but I couldn't guarantee it would be 100% effective."

  No doctor dares to guarantee a patient's recovery, and Feng Qingchen is no exception.

  Surgery has risks, it's just a matter of how big they are.

  "I know, I know, as long as there's a 1% chance, I'm satisfied." The second lady nodded hastily and followed Feng Qingchen's guidance to inhale and exhale.

  "It's good that you understand, madam. For now, take good care of yourself and keep your mind and body happy without any pressure. Once your body has recovered, I'll do another check to ensure it can withstand the side effects of treatment, then we'll make arrangements."

  Feng Qingchen briefly mentioned some arrangements before the operation and also made an adjustment to Er Furen's diet, mainly focusing on light and nutritious food.

  Although it's a minor surgery, preoperative preparation is equally indispensable.

  In other words, this is likely to be Feng Qingchen's first surgery in this era, and she doesn't want to mess it up.

  The two madams nodded non-stop and even seriously took notes, repeatedly confirming some details of wound care with Feng Qingchen, fearing that there would be a problem.

  Feng Qingchen didn't show any impatience, and for the same question, even after explaining it two or three times, she still maintained a smile, which was the attitude a doctor should have.

  Although she is young, she can understand the desire to be a mother as a woman, otherwise, how would there be so many infertility advertisements on TV.

  Apart from the family feud, these two women also wanted a child, because she didn't ask Feng Qingchen how to give birth to a boy, she just wanted a child.

  He had been chatting with the second mistress for too long, and before he knew it, it was already time to eat lunch. Under the second mistress's enthusiastic invitation, Feng Qingchen had lunch at the Xie residence before leaving. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Wang Qi and Wang Jinhuan leaning against the carriage, waiting for him...