Plan 43

  How did this happen?

  Feng Qingchen stood still on the spot, unmoving.

  She thought of thousands of possibilities, but this was the one she never thought of.

  This is no ordinary trouble.

  Feng Qingchen's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, with a look of distress.

  Because of her expression, Wang Qi also furrowed his brow, and a look of expectation and despair flashed across his face. He really wanted to ask Feng Qingchen what was going on, but with Wang Jinling there, he couldn't open his mouth, so he could only stare expectantly at Feng Qingchen, waiting for her to speak up.

  "Light dust..." Wang Jinling waited for half a day, but didn't wait for Feng Qingchen to withdraw the hand placed on his face. Wang Jinling opened his mouth with some embarrassment.

  "Ah...... Jinling, I'm sorry." Feng Qingchen came back to his senses and hastily withdrew his hand.

  Originally, when she was lost in thought, the hand that had originally lifted Wang Jinling's eyelid unknowingly slid down to Wang Jinling's face, and with her leaning forward posture, it couldn't be helped but said to be very ambiguous.

  Fortunately, Wang Jinling's eyes were not clear, otherwise it would be really embarrassing, she was indeed rude.

  This is actually very normal in modern times. When examining a patient's eyes, you can't see clearly if you don't get close. However, in ancient times, this would be considered overstepping boundaries.

  Fortunately, Wang Jinling was not a person who adhered rigidly to etiquette, otherwise, after Feng Qingchen, she would not have been able to set foot in the Wang family's door.

  A woman with improper behavior is not well received in this world.

  Wang Jinling shook his head indifferently: "Qingchen has checked for so long, shouldn't you tell me what's going on with my eyes?"

  Wang Jinling raised her head, with a smile on her face that seemed to see through everything.

  "Big brother......" Wang Qi immediately stood up.

  But his actions and expressions made Feng Qingchen understand that Wang Qi had told Wang Jinling nothing.

  "Are you asking me how I knew?" Wang Jinling smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

  "It must be because of the medicinal smell on me." Feng Qingchen thought quickly.

  She changed the medicine for the second lady today and came here directly, with more or less medicinal smell on her body. Ordinary people may not be able to smell it, but Wang Jinling can.

  What the eyes can't see, the nose and ears will be more sensitive than ordinary people.

  Wang Jinling nodded: "Qingchen is indeed clever, at first I didn't dare to confirm, thinking it was Seventh Brother who got injured and went to the pharmacy, getting stained with medicinal fragrance. When Qingchen approached, I discovered that this medicinal scent came from Qingchen's body, plus Qingchen's demeanor, I can guess that Qingchen understands medical skills, and his medical skills are not bad."

  Otherwise, his family's Old Seventh wouldn't have lost face and gone to interact with Feng Qingchen.

  He is a man of discerning taste, with a warm and affable exterior that hides an aloof and fastidious nature. The fame of Yifeng's light dust cannot enter the eyes of Old Seventh.

  The number of people who can make the Seventh Young Master of the Wang family deliberately befriend them can be counted on one hand, and with her reputation and status, Yifeng Qingchen doesn't even meet this standard.

  So there is only one possibility.

  That's why Old Seven deliberately went to make friends with Feng Qingchen for his sake.

  This life, there is such a younger brother, he Wang Jinling is willing to be blind for a lifetime.

  "It's really hard to make small moves in front of Jin Ling." Feng Qingchen smiled and returned to normal.

  "It's just a minor matter, I'm not that kind of person." Wang Jinling also spoke with a smile, seemingly not taking Feng Qingchen's diagnosis to heart, yet somehow already able to accept the fact that he would be blind for life.

  After all, many famous doctors had examined Wang Jinling, but none of them said that there was hope for his eyes to recover.

  It's not that Wang Jinling didn't believe in Feng Qingchen's medical skills, but rather he had seen too many great divine doctors and had lost confidence in his own eyes.

  However, Wang Jinling was not in a hurry, but Wang Qi was so anxious that he couldn't bear it. Looking at the two of them going back and forth, yet somehow never getting to the point, Wang Qi grew impatient.

  "Qing Chen, my brother's eyes, what's going on? Is he dead or alive, can't you just say a word?" Wang Qi initially thought it was hopeless, but looking at Feng Qingchen's expression, it didn't seem like it either.

  "Seventh brother, some things can't be rushed." Wang Jinling spoke up, hinting at Wang Qi to calm down.

  With such a temperament, how can he be the master of the house?

  Feng Qingchen continued in a gentle tone: "Indeed, some things can't be forced. As for Jin Ling's eyes recovering their sight... it's not entirely impossible..."

  "What? Feng Qingchen, what did you say? Say it again." Wang Qi suddenly jumped up from his seat, the teacup on the table fell to the ground with a "clatter", and his eyes widened in shock.

  "Feng Qingchen, is it really curable? Are you telling the truth?" Wang Qi didn't care about any male-female precautions at this time, and reached out to grasp Feng Qingchen's hands, shaking with excitement.

  Wang Jinling's fingers stiffened for a moment, and then quickly recovered. Before Feng Qingchen withdrew her hand, he opened his mouth to scold: "Lao Qi, you are being rude."

  Is Wang Jinling excited?

  He was naturally excited.

  He had always thought his eyes were incurable, but today someone told him they could be cured, how could he not be excited.

  But he is not that kind of person who yells and screams at things, after the initial excitement and agitation passed, he understood that even if his eyes could be cured, it would not be easy.

  Not to mention the famous doctor's diagnosis, just looking at Feng Qingchen's shocked and solemn expression earlier, it was clear that his eye disease was quite troublesome.

  After his initial excitement, Wang Jinling calmed down.

  "Sorry, Qingchen." Wang Qi apologized very generously.

  Feng Qingchen smiled unintentionally and withdrew her hand with the momentum.

  Originally, no matter in which era, when a patient's family is excited, they like to hold onto the doctor's hand.

  "Light dust, is there something wrong?" Wang Jinling's voice was still a bit excited, and this was more like a normal person.

  "Yes, it's not easy to cure your eyes, but it's not completely hopeless either." Feng Qingchen said calmly.

  "What is needed? Wang Jia Ding will try his best to accomplish it." Wang Jin Ling said calmly, without showing off his wealth and status, but still managed to convince others.

  The wealth of the Wang family, the depth of the Wang family, is in no way inferior to that of the Dongling imperial family. In fact, there are some things in the Wang family that even people from the imperial family would envy.

  "Heal your eyes, indeed requires royal help, but the premise is that you can accept my treatment plan."

  "What's your treatment plan?" Wang Jinling rubbed his tea cup with his fingers, using this to calm the excitement in his heart.

  "Wait a minute, I need to have a comprehensive understanding of your situation first." As he spoke, Feng Qingchen turned around and took out a stack of white paper and a carbon pen from his own medical box.

  What is called a pencil is just a carbon rod sharpened.

  No choice, someone's brush writing is like tadpole script, let alone others can't understand it, even after a long time, she herself can't understand it.

  Besides, it's not convenient to carry a brush when going out. Grinding ink is time-consuming and gets your hands dirty. Charcoal pencils are much better. Wrap the front end well, writing is fast and convenient. The only drawback is that it's easy to break, and the fine tip becomes blunt after a few uses, which is annoying.

  Feng Qing brushed her brush on the white paper, writing out Wang Jinling's symptoms, and asked some questions about daily diet and eye diseases while writing.

  Although the smart medical package gave a diagnosis similar to hers, there were some historical illnesses that she was not clear about and had to ask clearly, so as not to treat the same illness two or three times.

  Wang Jinling was very cooperative. When Feng Qingchen asked him something, he would answer it. Sometimes when Feng Qingchen didn't ask, he would also carefully say it out loud.

  Moreover, Wang Jinling's memory was extremely good. Every doctor who gave him a diagnosis and the medication he prescribed, he could recite word for word without missing a single character.

  Feng Qingchen was scribbling away, meanwhile thinking to herself: Heaven is indeed fair, if it opens an extra door for you, it will surely close a window.

  Having given Wang Jinling a good brain, his eyes were taken back.

  After Feng Qingchen finished asking, she didn't show what she wrote to the two Wang brothers, but instead held it in her arms and looked at Wang Jinling very seriously.

  "Next, I'll tell you about my medical plan..."

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