Dark Medicine

  Feng Qingchen naturally understood Wang Jinling's inner struggle.

  For the ancients, the body was received from one's parents and must not be harmed, while having something of someone else on oneself is always an unbearable thing.

  But this has nothing to do with her, she's just a doctor, she can't force patients, only advise.

  Wang Jinling's frowning brow grew tighter and tighter, Feng Qingfa secretly sighed and decided to persuade him again.

  As a doctor, she hoped Wang Jinling's eyes could be cured. As a friend, she even more hoped that Wang Jinling's eyes could see again.

  After all, a man who should be riding a fine horse and wearing elegant clothes shouldn't be confined to this small, humble room by his eye disease.

  Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen opened his mouth again to persuade: "Young Master, my medical plan is like this, it's not that I'm forcing you to make a choice, but your eyes want to see, you must transplant someone else's cornea, this is your only chance and solution, if you can't accept it, I can be sure that your eyes will never be able to see for the rest of your life.

  Jinling, from a friend's perspective, I think you don't need to worry about the corneal issue at all. If I didn't tell you, you wouldn't even notice that there is someone else's cornea in your eyes. The so-called transplant is actually a very simple thing.

  "It's like a woman with a big wound on her face, with a large piece of skin torn off. To maintain aesthetics, I would suggest cutting out a piece from behind or from the arm and sewing it onto the face. This technique sounds strange and unbelievable, but it actually exists and has been proven to be effective." However, not everyone can do it.

  Phoenix Qingchen didn't say this.

  If it weren't for the intelligent medical package, she wouldn't be able to do it even if she understood it.

  Transplantation is not as simple as taking it down and putting it on, there are many links in between. If it weren't for the intelligent medical package's equipment and medicine, Feng Qingchen would absolutely not have accepted Wang Jinling as a patient.

  Corneal transplantation is the simplest surgical procedure in organ transplantation, as the cornea has no blood vessels and there is no matching problem, as long as it is a healthy cornea.

  Even so, for Feng Qingchen, performing this surgery was not an easy task.

  A qualified operating room, surgical assistants, she didn't have any of them, she could only rely on herself. If Wang Jinling agreed to perform the surgery, she would also make all kinds of preparations in advance.

  Wang Qi listened and nodded repeatedly, then began to persuade: "Big brother, Qingchen is right. According to Jianghu rumors, the master of Xuan Medical Valley can do such a thing as moving flowers and trees. What Feng Qingchen said about transplantation must be what the master of Xuan Medical Valley called 'moving flowers and trees'."

  Wang Qi once again gave a detailed explanation of the "grafting" medical technique.

  Feng Qingchen nodded as she listened.

  At that time, traditional Chinese medicine could perform skin grafting and organ transplantation. Indeed, traditional Chinese medicine is profound and precise, and cannot be compared to Western medicine.

  It's just a pity that traditional Chinese medicine has declined in modern times.

  Xuān yī gǔ is what, having the opportunity will definitely visit and secretly learn a few moves of traditional Chinese medicine.

  Feng Qingchen secretly made up her mind and followed Wang Qi's words to find a reasonable reason for her corneal transplant:

  "Great prince, the seventh prince is right. What Qingchen means by transplantation is also inspired by the grafting of Huan Yigong. From a friend's perspective, I can call you Jinling, but from a doctor's perspective, I am a doctor and you are the great prince of the Wang family."

  Today, Qing Chen spoke his mind for the sake of their friendship, saying what needed to be said and what shouldn't be said. Jin Ling, I sincerely hope you accept my treatment plan, but ultimately, the decision is in your hands, I won't force you."

  Feng Qingchen finished speaking and turned around to put away the paper and pen, packing up her things. She bid farewell to Wang Jinling, who was still deep in thought:

  "Jin Ling, it's getting late, Qing Chen has to go back. No matter what decision you make in the end, Qing Chen will support you."

  Having said that, he signaled Wang Qi to leave.

  Wang Qi didn't want to leave at this time, but seeing Feng Qingchen's determined look, he also understood that Feng Qingchen had made up his mind about something he had no right to change.

  Besides, his elder brother at home was also in no mood to care about him and must have been caught up in the battle between heaven and man.

  Indeed, at this moment, Wang Jinling was in a battle between heaven and man, or he was trying to break through the defensive line in his heart, persuading himself to accept Feng Qingchen's treatment plan from the bottom of his heart.

  Feng Qingchen was right, perhaps this is his only chance to regain his sight.

  Even if he had grown accustomed to the darkness, when the opportunity for rebirth was right in front of him, he still couldn't refuse.

  Wang Qi sighed and gave Wang Jinling a sympathetic glance before striding away.

  This matter can only be decided by Big Brother himself.

  The sky had gradually darkened, but Feng Qingchen and Wang Qi hurried back to the city. Fortunately, the carriage driver of the Wang family was skilled in driving, and the road was also flat, so there were no major problems along the way. However, when they returned to the maple forest again, an unexpected event occurred...

  Or maybe some people are just destined to meet.

  The horse carriage had just entered the maple forest when the sound of fighting came, the horse was startled and neighed, the driver hurried to calm the horse down, Feng Qingchen and Wang Qi simultaneously opened their eyes.

  "I'll go take a look." Wang Qi's heart skipped a beat.

  He left the city temporarily today, and there was no arrangement for a guard. If something happened, it would be troublesome. There is also Feng Qingchen in the car who can cure his brother's eye disease, so we cannot afford to make any mistakes.

  "Be careful." Feng Qingchen didn't show off, but instead sat obediently in the carriage, holding the medicine box tightly and taking out a No. 3 surgical knife handle, quickly installing the previously used surgical blade.

  The handle and blade of a surgical knife are separate. The handle can be reused after high-temperature sterilization, but the blade cannot.

  However, Feng Qingchen did not discard the used blades but carefully collected them instead. After all, the steel refining techniques at this time could not produce the surgical blades she wanted.

  Unexpectedly, this scalpel was not used again to save lives, but was used on myself, which is also a case of using something to its fullest potential.

  Wang Qizhao got out of the carriage and soon sat back: "Don't worry, the horse was startled. After calming it down, we can leave. These people fighting are not targeting us."

  Feng Qingchen nodded, but unlike Wang Qi, she didn't look relaxed. Her experience on the battlefield told her that whether or not the fight was aimed at them, they couldn't avoid getting entangled in it. Unless the battle ended, their situation would be far from safe.

  It turned out that Feng Qingchen's worries were right.

  Just as they were soothing their horses and continuing on their way, the people who were fighting suddenly ran in their direction.

  Not good...

  Having gone through the baptism of war and gunfire, Feng Qingchen's extreme sensitivity to danger had him preparing to abandon the vehicle before Wang Qi could even react.

  "Wang Jinhuan, wait for my command later. When I say jump, we'll rush to the back of the carriage together." Feng Qingchen handed the scalpel in his hand to Wang Qi: "This is for self-defense, hold it tight and don't hurt yourself."

  At the same time, quickly assemble another blade with the handle and hold it in your hand.

  "Good." Wang Qi was frightened and his heart skipped a beat, but he miraculously calmed down when Feng Qingchen's icy hand grasped his.

  Just then, a loud and arrogant male voice came over.

  "Lan Jiuqing, I won't play with you anymore." This voice was unexpectedly that of the Western Ling Prince, Xi Ling Tianxuan.

  Xi Ling Tian Kuai came running, his goal was the horse pulling the Wang family's carriage.

  Bang... The carter rolled off the carriage, let out a miserable cry, and then, with a crack, the reins of the horse were also cut off.

  "This carriage, I have requisitioned it." Xiling Tianxiu finished speaking in one breath and leaped onto the horse's back.

  "Go, go, go......"

  Riding horse, rushing towards the depths of the maple forest.