Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 409: The King of Hell comes again

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Unless she has the ability to kill Princess Xiang after she gets married, she can follow the example of the Feng family's repeated mistress changes and take over the throne in Prince Xiang's Mansion.

That night, Feng Yuheng slept with gold in his arms, Feng Jinyuan slept with plans, the old lady slept with worries, and Feng Chenyu was thinking about how to get rid of the one who occupied the position of Prince Xiang’s concubine. People are restless and sleep.

Actually, everyone in the Feng family is uneasy, and Han and Fendai are also unwilling to accept it. They have endured mistresses one after another. Han’s belly is so bulging, but they still haven’t climbed up. In the position of mistress. However, Han also has her own ideas. In her opinion, the Feng family's mistress is an unknown symbol. No matter who it is, as long as they sit in that position, they will definitely not end well. The Yao family seems to be protected by their daughter now, but it was so miserable when the Yao family was demoted.

She told this truth to Fendai, and Fendai also felt that this seemed to be the case. The current situation was unclear and life-saving was the most important thing, so she stopped attacking Han with the matter of her mistress.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Feng sent Nanny Zhao to the county lord’s mansion to deliver Shen Yu’s Geng Tie. When Wangchuan took Gengtie into his hands at the door of the mansion, Nanny Zhao still stuck her head out and tried to take a look inside the mansion. Unfortunately, the imperial guards lined up at the door, completely blocking the situation in the mansion.

Nanny Zhao had no choice but to go back to recover her life. Not long after, Xuan Tianming's palace car stopped at the gate of the County Lord's Mansion, and Feng Yuheng took Wangchuan Huangquan and pushed an empty wheelchair out.

The group of people went to Prince Xiang’s Mansion. When Feng Yuheng got out of the palace car, the guards at the gate of Prince Xiang’s Mansion were all solemn. When Duanmu Qing came back yesterday, he only told Xuan Tianye that Feng Yuheng was coming to deliver gifts, but did not notify his servants to prepare for the reception. Therefore, for the guards, the visit of the Lord of Ji'an County was so sudden. , and... terrible.

Yeah, scary. There was a young guard whose teeth were chattering. He gently bumped his companion with his elbow and asked in a low voice with a slanted corner of his mouth: "Why is she here?"

The one next to him also has a big head. When Feng Yuheng whipped the third prince in front of the palace gate, killing half of the dignified prince's life, the guards guarding the gate were almost frightened to death.

After nearly half a year, the Lord of Ji'an County arrived at the gate of Prince Xiang's Mansion again. What was he going to do?

The big guard said in a trembling voice: "Could it be that we are here to fight again? Oh my god, His Highness is still lying on the couch. If he is beaten again, he will die immediately?" ”

While the two were talking, Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming had already stepped up to the doorstep. The guards looked at Feng Yuheng, who had left a huge psychological shadow on the entire Prince Xiang's Mansion, and then looked at the ninth prince Xuan Tianming beside her, who had regained freedom of movement at some point, and the area of ​​​​the psychological shadow gradually expanded.

Someone stepped forward bravely, saluted and asked: "Your Majesty, Ninth Prince, County Lord, what are you..."

Feng Yuheng raised her chin and said, "We are here to visit Third Brother. We haven't seen him for several months, and we don't know if his injury has gotten better."

Hearing these words to the ears of the guards was like listening to a play. These two came to visit?

But what if you don’t believe it? One was the prince and the other was the county lord. They couldn't afford to offend either of them, so they had to quickly go into the mansion to report. Not long after, Duan Muqing came out in person to welcome the two of them into the mansion.

Walking towards Prince Xiang’s Mansion, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng received countless looks with panic and fear. People speculated on the reason for their visit until Duanmuqing let them in. In the hall, when two servants came up to serve tea, they heard Feng Yuheng speak: "Yesterday, the deputy governor came to visit and told my father that the third palace wanted to marry Feng Chenyu, the concubine of the Feng family, as his concubine. , my father and grandmother took this matter very seriously and specially sent the county lord to personally deliver Concubine Geng, the future concubine, to Prince Xiang's Mansion."

Only then did people realize, oh, it turned out to be a Geng Tie.

A servant stepped forward to take the post, and then heard Feng Yuheng continue to say: "Also, since it is an official exchange for Geng Tie to be married as a side concubine, this means that although she is not the official wife, she It can be regarded as a matchmaker's marriage, so I wonder when the betrothal gift from Prince Xiang's Mansion will arrive?"

Duanmu Qing squinted at Feng Yuheng, and then at Xuan Tianming, who was sitting next to her and drinking tea leisurely, and remembered that the two of them had worked together to steal thousands of taels of gold. He asked with some vigilance: "I wonder what the Feng family requires for this betrothal gift?"

Feng Yuheng chuckled. This was not the first time for His Highness to get married. This set of rules should be very familiar to him! The Feng family is marrying a concubine, so everything should be done according to the rules.

Duanmu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, the betrothal gift for Prince Xiang's Mansion will be prepared today."

"Yes." Feng Yuheng also nodded, then dropped this topic and went straight to another matter that came to the door today - "Where is the third brother? The county master brought a gift to see him, I wonder if it is okay Meet me?"

"Hey!" Xuan Tianming, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, "What are you talking about? You are his younger brother and sister-in-law, and you are the head of Ji'an County. What's more, isn't this king here? I want to see it. Just go directly, why bother applying to a fourth-grade low-level official?" As he spoke, he stood up and took Feng Yuheng's little hand to walk out.

Duanmu Qing quickly stood up and said, "Wait a minute!"

Xuan Tian stood up with dark eyes, "Duanmu Qing, do you want to die or not live anymore? When did you have the right to speak in front of me?"

Duanmu Qing was a tyrant in the northern realm, but in the capital, a place where high-ranking officials gathered, he was just like Xuan Tianming said, a low-ranking fourth-grade official. But no matter how small an official he is, he is also the deputy capital of the Northern Territory and is in charge of that special border area. Almost everyone has to give him some respect.

Unfortunately, this group of people does not include Xuan Tianming.

Duanmu Qing also understood that he dared to be an equal in front of the first-rank official Feng Jinyuan, but in front of the Ninth Prince, he had no reason to be reasonable.

When he realized this, he quickly stopped talking, stepped back, and watched helplessly as the two people walked hand in hand to the backyard.

Duanmu Qing felt that something was not right. After thinking about it, he asked the servants around him: "What is the girl next to the Lord of Ji'an County pushing in her hand?"

The servant replied: "It's a wheelchair."

Another sharp-eyed person said: "It seems to be the one that His Highness Ninth Prince was riding in before."

Duanmuqing was puzzled, "His legs and feet are healed, and he is jumping around. Isn't it unnecessary to push a wheelchair? He..." He stopped talking. Duanmuqing seemed to have thought of something. Then he stamped his feet and quickly followed the footsteps of the two people in front of him and chased towards the backyard.

At this time, Xuan Tianye was lying on the bed. He could speak, move his head, move his hands, and could barely lift his arms. But I can't turn over, lift my legs, or get off the ground. The legs and knees were wrapped in white cotton, with faint traces of blood.

Beside him, in addition to the servants waiting in the mansion, there was another person sitting. The man looked to be in his early thirties, covered in black robes, tall and slender, and with a thin face. His face was always gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on Xuan Tianye's legs, which looked very ghostly.

The servants in Prince Xiang's Mansion did not dare to get too close to him, but because they had to take care of Xuan Tianye, they had to live in the same room with him. If you look closely, you will see that the servants in this room all walk with squinting eyes. , not wanting to look at that person at all.

When Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming entered the room, the servants all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that as long as one more person came in, the room would be a little more yang-y. However, when they saw clearly who was coming, the sigh of relief they had previously felt hurriedly came back.

The servants knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xuan Tian and Ming, but only the man in black robe did not move. The third prince on the couch turned around and glared at the two of them with resentment. What they met was Feng Yuheng's smiling face: "Third brother, are you feeling better?" It was like chatting at home, completely. The fact that I don’t have this kind of injury is all thanks to the consciousness given by her.

Xuan Tianye was so angry that his chest kept heaving. The man in black robe finally said: "No, you have to stay calm."

"Yes." Feng Yuheng nodded, stepped forward and stood beside the bed for a while, and even stretched out her hand to press lightly on his ribs and knees, causing Xuan Tianye to ooze out of pain instantly. Sweat on forehead. The man in black robe originally wanted to stop him, but unfortunately, Huang Quan controlled him without Xuan Tianming taking action.

Feng Yu Heng pinched her left and right and looked at it, then said: "The five internal organs have recovered well, but the treatment of the bone injury was a little delayed. In addition, although the knee bone was replaced, the technique was improper and the new bone could not reach the limb. Even if the optimal fusion state allows you to barely recover to the point where you can bend freely, there is no way for you to stand up again."

"Impossible!" As soon as Feng Yuheng finished speaking, the man in black robe blurted out "impossible" and then said: "The one I selected from the thirty sets of leg bones is close to the original bone. I have also taken great care in changing the timing. There is no way His Highness cannot stand up! You are talking nonsense!"

"Exactly." Xuan Tianming rolled his eyes at him and found a chair to sit down on his own, as if watching a show.

Feng Yuheng looked at the man in black robes and raised an eyebrow: "Ghost doctor Songkang?" Then he snorted coldly: "Thirty pairs of living human leg bones, more than ten years of dedicated research, in the end, this is it. Level?" She glanced at Xuan Tianye's knees, shook her head and said: "The few times you have been lucky enough to succeed, you have become a ghost doctor. I thought you were such a powerful person. Today It seems like nothing."

The ghost doctor Song Kang was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of joy appeared on his face. He stared at Feng Yuheng and asked: "Are you the Lord of Ji'an County in the capital?"

Feng Yuheng did not answer, but also pulled up a chair and sat next to Xuan Tianming. A servant brought tea. She took a sip and glanced at Xuan Tianye's legs. Then he spoke quietly: "The wound is red, swollen and thick. It is obviously infected."

Song Kang blinked and looked at Feng Yuheng expectantly, waiting for her to continue.

Feng Yu Heng did not disappoint him and continued: "The lack of common sense of disinfection is the main reason for infection after this kind of surgery. Let me ask you, before bone replacement, have you ever replaced it with a new, dedicated Clothes?"

Song Kang didn't know why, but he still shook his head. He has been wearing a black robe all year round and has never changed it.

"Then the tools you use have been sterilized at high temperatures? Do you have clean hands?"

Song Kang still shook his head, but added: "There is a way to clean hands."

Feng Yuheng said: "It's useless to wash it with water." Looking at the pile of small instruments on the table, they looked like prototypes of surgical scalpels. Unfortunately, they were too crude. If she hadn't been there, In this industry, it is simply unrecognizable. "What are these things?"

Seeing Feng Yuheng frowning in confusion, Song Kang felt that he had finally regained some face. He twisted his shoulders and broke away from Huang Quan's restraint. He raised his head and said proudly: "This is the secret technique I used." Utensils, now in the whole world, I am the only one who knows how to use them."

"Oh." Feng Yuheng nodded, then reached out to scratch those things and said, "The scissors are too big, the blade width is not enough, and there are no hemostats. What do you use to seal the blood vessels?" As he spoke, under Song Kang's already confused gaze, he reached into his sleeve and took out a complete set of surgical tools——