Kneeling in request

  Repeating over and over again, but with no effect at all.

  Feng Qingchen wanted to give up on this stupidest method, directly administer anesthesia and then use a surgical knife to open the throat area and remove the foreign object.

  Feng Qingchen clearly understood that the young man's vital signs were getting weaker and weaker. If the foreign object couldn't be removed in time, surgery had to be performed as soon as possible, or he would really become a dead person.

  Is it proposed surgery or insisted?

  Two thoughts kept swirling in Feng Qingchen's mind, as she repeated her previous actions while thinking of ways to persuade Su Wenqing.

  Just as she was about to go and tell Su Wenqing about the operation, her mind flashed back to Donglingzi Luo's contemptuous gaze, and also the image of Jiu Huangshu Donglingjiu quickly retreating with his clothes thrown at her, treating her like a germ.

  Feng Qingchen suppressed this idea and continued to repeat the artificial respiration movements, only with much greater force than before...

  Here!

  Come on!

  Three Down...

  Feng Qingchen's face showed an abnormal flush, and behind him came the disappointed sighs of the officials.

  At the same time, Xiling Tiankui on the rooftop also shook his head in disappointment, shrugged his shoulders lazily, and disappeared with a leap.

  He was busy and had no time to keep an eye on this woman.

  Phoenix light dust, it's just like this.

  I originally thought you were an interesting person and even considered making you a concubine. I didn't expect your level to be so low, what a waste of my time.

  Xi Ling Tian Kui left, and the black-clothed silver-faced man who followed him also had no choice but to leave, following one after another.

  And they missed it!

  With a "thud", Feng Qingchen finally sucked out a white bead from the mouth of that "corpse" and spat it at Su Wenqing's feet.

  "This......" Su Wenqing stared at the pearl by her feet, for a moment she didn't dare believe what she was seeing.

  "Feng Qingchen explained emotionlessly at this time: 'This bead you have with you, I don't know what it is, but one thing's for sure - it got stuck in your younger brother's throat and slowly suffocated him to death. But from the outside, it looks like a natural death.'"

  Feng Qingchen looked at the young man's calm face, very puzzled.

  In general, people who die of suffocation have very ugly and ferocious expressions on their faces, but this young man did not.

  It can be seen that the pearl is really not an ordinary product.

  But these have nothing to do with her.

  The grand mansion was full of various ways to kill people, but she only focused on saving lives and refused to get involved in these matters.

  After spitting out the pearl, Feng Qingchen continued with the subsequent rescue actions without stopping for a moment.

  This time it was really doing artificial respiration for the young man, the young man's breathing was very weak, if he didn't rescue him in time, then the pearl would be taken out in vain.

  "Feng Qing... Miss Feng, my younger brother he..." Su Wenqing came back to her senses, looking at the back of Feng Qingchen and asking in a low voice.

  At this time, Feng Qingchen was his only hope.

  When he saw the pearl being spat out, he believed that Feng Qingchen had the ability to save his brother.

  "Feng Qingchen understood the patient's family anxiety, took a moment to turn around and said to Su Wenqing: 'The patient's body temperature, pulse, breathing, and blood pressure are all below normal values. I will do my best, please keep quiet.'"

  After finishing speaking, Feng Qingchen continued to devote himself to rescuing people, treating the people behind him as air and focusing solely on the patients behind him.

  But the other party had been suffocating for too long, although there were still signs of life, they were extremely weak. Feng Qingchen's emergency measures had no effect at all, and the young man remained lying there, motionless.

  Feng Qingchen listened to the boy's heartbeat getting weaker and weaker, and had already made up his mind to give up.

  She can tell that the other person is not poisoned, but she is powerless.

  Her medical kit could diagnose the other person's condition and was also equipped with relevant surgical instruments, but only limited to things like scalpels and bandages. Something like a heart-lung machine was impossible to be equipped with, but that's exactly what the boy needed at this moment.

  Feng Qingchu let go of his hand weakly, turned around to look at Su Wenqing, and was about to speak when he saw the expectant yet desperate gaze in Su's eyes. His clear eyes were misty, and his silent pleading was very obvious.

  Before Feng Qing could open her mouth, Su Wenqing had already spoken up: "Miss Feng, please save my younger brother. If you need me to kneel down, I'll do it now and apologize to you, please, just save him, he's the only family member I have left."

  Su Wenqing was about to kneel down when Feng Qingchen hastily stretched out her hand to stop him:

  "Su Gongzi, don't be like this, I can understand your feelings, I will try my best to save your younger brother."

  She has seen many patients' families like Su Wenqing.

  Before going to the battlefield, she worked in a military hospital. Those who could enter the military hospital were all high-ranking officials, and their lives were precious. The patients' families were even more arrogant and domineering. They didn't trust this young female military doctor at all, and most of the time they treated her as a nurse.

  Doctors, in the eyes of most people, are still a bit older and more trustworthy.

  After all, practice and experience are crucial in this industry, and only age can accumulate practice and experience. Even if her medical skills were excellent, because of her age, she was always unable to get reused. It wasn't until she volunteered to go to the front line that she had the opportunity to hold a surgical knife again.

  Su Wenqing insisted on kneeling down, but Feng Qingchen insisted on not letting him kneel.

  In her previous life, Feng Qingchen had dealt with officials and second-generation officials many times, so she was very clear that these people valued their face more than their inner character.

  Today Su Wenqing knelt down here and saved her brother, but later there was no good fruit to eat.

  Feng Qingchen exerted force in the dark and helped Su Wenchang up, standing from a doctor's standpoint. Feng Qingchen said very sincerely:

  "Master Su, the kneeling thing was just a joke. Qingchen was afraid you wouldn't believe him, but since you do believe him, then Master Su doesn't have to take that previous joke seriously."

  Please don't worry, Mr. Su, I will do my best to rescue your brother. Being able to meet here is also a kind of fate for him."

  Feng Qingchen said with a mix of comfort and self-mockery.

  I wanted to tell Su Wenqing to give up, but it turned out like this when I opened my mouth.

  Things have come to this point, so she can only try the stupidest method to see if it works. If not, she will pay with her own life to settle accounts with Su Wenqing.

  Su Wenqing rose to the occasion, tightly grasping Feng Qingchen's hands: "Miss Feng, please make sure to save my brother. As long as you save my brother, you will be a benefactor of the Su family..."

  "Don't worry, I'll try my best." Feng Qingchen withdrew his hand without leaving any trace.

  It's not because of any distinction between men and women, but as a surgeon, her hands are even more precious than those of a pianist, and can't afford to have any scars.

  She wouldn't put her hands together for someone she doesn't trust.