As Xuan Tianqi spoke, he glanced at Feng Yuheng with embarrassment. Just this glance made Feng Yuheng's heart suddenly "shock" and then he heard Xuan Tianqi say: "That little beast that bites people is actually a little white tiger raised by his ninth brother and sister."

Feng Yuheng's eyebrows were tightly twisted, and even Wangchuan Huangquan, who had been standing behind her, was shocked. Huangquan even rushed straight and said, "How is that possible?"

Feng Yuheng stopped her and said quickly: "Where is Feiyu? How is he injured? Where is the person? Take me there quickly."

Xuan Tianqi said: "I bit my arm and have been sent to the medical account."

Xuan Feiyu is the first grandson of the Xuan family. It was the heart of Emperor Tianwu. When he heard that he had been bitten, Tianwu was so anxious that he got up. He pulled Zhang Yuan out of the tent and said as he walked: "Hurry up, go to the medical tent with me!" As he said that, he looked at Feng Yuheng in confusion, and said in confusion: "Why are you still raising a tiger?"

Feng Yuheng heard this, and knew that Xuan Feiyu was fine. If there was something wrong, the old emperor might turn against her. After all, no matter what, it was his grandson, and the relatives were the closest relatives, not to mention that Xuan Feiyu was so popular on weekdays. Not to mention that Tianwu was anxious, even Feng Yuheng was extremely anxious. But the same was true, she was also asking questions in her heart, how could it be bitten by the little white tiger? Not to mention that the little white tiger stayed in the tent well, and there were still people guarding it and it was impossible to run out. Even if it really ran out, that guy wouldn't bite people? It didn't have the ability to bite people? It was said to be a tiger, but it has been a few months, and the little thing has never grown at all. It was still a little bigger, similar to a big cat, and it also drank milk powder, how could it bite people?

The group hurried to the medical tent with all kinds of doubts. Before we could enter, Wangchuan pointed at the door of the tent from afar and whispered to Feng Yuheng, "Miss, look, are those guards locked in Xiaobai?"

When she said this, Feng Yuheng and Huang Quan quickly looked over. It didn't matter when they saw it. Huang Quan immediately exclaimed: "Why is Xiaobai injured? He has shed so much blood?"

Feng Yuheng was so angry that he quickly twisted her, and said quickly: "It is not an exaggeration to bite the little emperor grandson even if it is beaten to death. Don't talk nonsense, it is important to see the little emperor grandson's injury first."

In front, Emperor Tianwu did not react much and did not stop. When the eldest prince Xuan Tianqi looked back, his expression was solemn, as if he had something to say to Feng Yuheng, but because the emperor was by his side, it was difficult to speak. Feng Yuheng's attention at this time had already focused on the little white tiger.

The little white tiger was indeed injured, with blood whirling on its body, and it was impossible to see where the injury was. There were no other cages in the hunting ground, so it was locked in the cage as soon as possible, and mentioned the door of the medical tent. It was thought that it would have to wait until she arrived before further treatment. The people put the iron cage on the ground, and the ground was still full of snow. The little white tiger didn't know whether it was painful or cold, and curled up and shivered. Seeing Feng Yuheng coming, they immediately got up and rushed towards her, but they suddenly hit the iron cage and bounced back, looking aggrieved.

Feng Yuheng has been raising this little tiger for a long time and feels distressed when he looks at it, but he believes that the eldest prince will not lie. It must be a fact that the little white tiger bit Xuan Feiyu. Before this matter is found out, she at least cannot show too much pity for the little white tiger in front of Emperor Tianwu, so as not to get angry with Emperor Tianwu, and Xiaobai's fate will be even more miserable.

She looked into the cage helplessly, paused, but in the end she followed Emperor Tianwu into the medical tent, leaving Wangchuan Huangquan outside to watch Xiaobai, so as not to hurt him maliciously.

When they entered, in addition to the official doctor, the second prince Xuan Tianling and the fifth prince Xuan Tianyan were also there. In addition, it was very surprising that Fandai also stood beside the fifth prince. Seeing that the emperor came, he didn't care about asking for advice, so he nodded. Then Feng Fandai spoke and asked Feng Yuheng: "Princess Ji'an, you are so brave. You dare to raise a ferocious beast to hurt the emperor's grandson. Do you know that you are guilty?"

The fifth prince pulled her, but it was still too late. Fan Dai's words were already spoken. In addition, the emperor was only concerned about seeing Xuan Feiyu's wounds and did not speak for Feng Yuheng. This made Fan Dai even more feel that through this incident, Feng Yuheng must have offended the emperor, so he said louder: "You are the princess, and you have a noble status, but no matter how noble you are, can you be more noble than the emperor's grandson? There are not many emperors in the Dashun Dynasty. His little prince Feiyu is the emperor's favorite. Now that he is so injured, I don't know whether the wound is poisonous. If there is a shortcoming, I see how you explain to the emperor! How to explain to Dashun!"

"Stop!" The fifth prince couldn't listen anymore and angrily scolded Fan Dai and said, "What's the difference between three and two? Feiyu's life is precious, he won't have any trouble!"

Fan Dai knew that she had said the wrong thing and cursed the little emperor grandson. She was not inconvenient to rebel against Xuan Tianyan's intentions at this moment, so she closed her mouth, but her eyes were still staring at Feng Yuheng with a faint smug look in her eyes, which seemed like Feng Yuheng could never escape today, and was waiting for her to beheaded.

At this time, Emperor Tianwu spoke and asked the medical officer around him: "Have you seen all the injuries? Is the injuries serious? Is the wound poisonous?" Obviously, he also heard Fan Dai's words.

The medical officer quickly shook his head, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the wound is not poisonous. I have confirmed this. But the wound is very deep. I think when the little beast bites it, your highness struggles violently, so... a piece of flesh and blood was torn apart, which is an external injury. But if it is treated by me, it is inevitable that a big scar will be left in the future."

The second prince was relieved when he heard this, and then said, "Don't be afraid of leaving scars. Boy, what's the point of having a few scars on his body? As long as the wound is not poisonous, I'll thank God." However, when he heard that the flesh and blood were torn off, the second prince was still very distressed. After all, this was his son. Seeing Xuan Feiyu fainting in pain, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Thanks to her mother not coming with her, otherwise she would have to cry and faint."

Emperor Tianwu heard a key sentence, and he asked the imperial physician: "You said just now that if you treat it, scars will inevitably be left. This means that if you treat it, you won't stay?" This sentence awakened the people in the account, so under the leadership of Emperor Tianwu, everyone gathered around the imperial physician and asked.

But Feng Yuheng sighed lightly and said quietly: "Let me do it."

Everyone turned around in confusion, and Tianwu asked casually: "Do you have a scar removal medicine?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head, and then he heard the imperial physician speak out: "No need for scar removal medicine, Princess Ji'an's suture technique is the best treatment. As long as the princess is willing to take action, your highness will be a minor injury, which is nothing."

Feng Yuheng walked forward and spoke, "What does it mean to take action? Your Highness has always been close to me. I have to take care of him if something happens." Then he leaned over to Emperor Kaiwu and made some decisions, saying, "Father, today's affairs were caused by the little white tiger raised by Aheng. Aheng can't he blame all this. Wait until Aheng heals his injuries for Your Highness, let his father deal with it."

Tianwu waved his hand, "You can show Feiyu the injury first, let's talk about the others... later."

Feng Yuheng nodded, quickly turned around and said loudly, "Wangchuan, come in." Outside the tent, Wangchuan lifted the curtain and entered. Feng Yuheng told her, "Go back to the tent quickly and take the medicine box I carry here." Because it was hunting, there was no accidental injury inside. Feng Yuheng got used to taking the pharmacy out of the space when traveling far away, so as to take it with you, so that it would be useful when it was inconvenient to retrieve things from the space at any time.

Soon, Wangchuan took the medicine box and handed it to Feng Yuheng and said in confusion: "Strange, there are no guards outside the tent." But she didn't think much about it, just said: "Maybe it's a change of duty." Then she left outside the tent.

Feng Yuheng didn't care about anything else at this time, so he opened the medicine box and started to treat Xuan Feiyu's wounds.

From cleaning up blood to disinfecting the wound, then applying local anesthetics, step by step to suturing, professional, accurate and rapid medical techniques, Tianwu Zong was a little resentful towards Feng Yuheng because the little white tiger injured Xuan Feiyu, and at this time, most of them disappeared. Everyone present, especially the imperial doctor, saw Feng Yuheng's superb wound treatment technology with his own eyes, and his eyes were straightened. In the end, he couldn't help but ask: "Will this thread be removed again after being sewn?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "No, this is called meat thread, which will be naturally absorbed by the human body. Although there will be shallow traces left, it is much lighter than the scar you mentioned." Sewing needles and removing stitches has been a technique in later generations many years ago. Feng Yuheng has always only used meat threads to avoid the injured being injured again. Although this kind of meat thread is relatively much more expensive, she is a military doctor, so how could the army feel sorry for the little money?

Finally the wound was treated, Xuan Feiyu woke up, and the child subconsciously frowned and felt pain, but after feeling it for a while, his arms were numb and the pain did not exist. He couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Did I have a dream just now? I was bitten by a cat in the dream?" The tiger was so small that Xuan Feiyu always felt that it was a cat.

Feng Yuheng told him: "It's not a dream, it's not a cat, it's a little white tiger raised by my sister. Sorry, it bit you. My sister has already treated your wounds for you. It may still hurt at night. Don't worry, my sister will always be with you and will not let you have any trouble."

Xuan Feiyu came to his senses and said, "So I was really bitten!" Looking around again, he found that many people were watching him, including Emperor Tianwu and his father. The child felt a little embarrassed, "It's okay, it's biting the arm but not the face. Grandpa, don't worry, Feiyu won't hurt anymore."

Seeing that he was really fine, Emperor Tianwu felt relieved and comforted him for a while before he said to Zhang Yuan: "I'll ask someone to carry this child to the palace's imperial tent. I'll take care of him in person tonight."

When people heard this, they quickly dissuaded, but Tianwu's stubborn temper could not be listened to. Everyone was helpless and saw Zhang Yuan picking up someone to carry Xuan Feiyu to the imperial tent.
Chapter completed!