I became the tyrant's only belief.

Chapter 473 Seeking Support
“Lovesickness isn’t an illness,” Feng Jing retorted instinctively, then realized his mistake and asked urgently, “Is Doctor Qin leaving?”

Chu Liuzheng nodded.

"Just these last two days." She looked at Feng Jing. "You both work at the Imperial Hospital, and you didn't hear a thing?"

"No." Feng Jing's eyebrows drooped. "She must have been deliberately hiding it from me."

Is it possible that they simply don't even remember you exist?

Chu Liuzheng poured him a glass of water and comforted him, saying, "Try to think positively, this is a good thing."

Feng Jing didn't understand, "How can this be considered a good thing?"

Chu Liuzheng said, "The fact that she kept it from you means she cares about you to some extent." Although it's highly likely she finds you annoying.

From a friend's perspective, Chu Liuzheng didn't say the second half of his sentence.

"Really?" Feng Jing's eyes lit up after hearing only the first half of the sentence, as if he had seen a new hope for life. Before Chu Liuzheng could answer, he ran into the house like a gust of wind and ran out like a gust of wind, leaving only the door swaying.

Is this what they mean by "love is like a tornado"?

Chu Liuzheng blinked and turned to Siyue, who was also stunned, and said, "Doctor Feng changed his clothes so quickly."

Siyue nodded in agreement, not only changing her clothes but also combing her hair again.

Chu Liuzheng raised his water glass and sincerely wished, "I hope Dr. Feng's wish will come true."

In the fourth month, Si Yue picked up Feng Jing's cup and clinked it with Chu Liuzheng's, as a way of adding a blessing to Doctor Feng.

Given Doctor Qin's decisive nature, it wouldn't take long for him to accept or refuse.

Chu Liuzheng decided to wait for Feng Jing to return in the courtyard.

Doctor Feng ran out excitedly, but returned dejectedly. Chu Liuzheng could almost see the mushroom cloud above his head raining down; it was truly a miserable sight.

She ordered someone to place the prepared sweet soup in front of Feng Jing, saying, "Come on, have something sweet to cheer yourself up."

Alas, the falling flowers yearn for the flowing water, but the water remains unmoved; poor Dr. Feng.

Feng Jing silently ate his sweet soup, while Chu Liuzheng patiently waited for him. Finally, he heard Feng Jing say, "She finds me annoying."

Chu Liuzheng: Oh ho!

Am I a jinx?

No, I didn't say it out loud.

[Sigh, who told Dr. Feng to choose such a difficult romantic relationship?]

She tried to comfort her: "Well, there are plenty of fish in the sea, the next one will be better."

Feng Jing glanced at her and said, "Doctor Qin is the best."

"..." Chu Liuzheng, "Yes, yes, you're right about everything."

She really wasn't good at comforting friends who were heartbroken, so after thinking for a moment, she changed her approach: "What else would you like to eat? How about another bowl of sweet soup?"

Turn the pain of heartbreak into appetite.

Feng Jing shook his head. "I want to be alone."

After finishing the game, Dr. Feng didn't even want to eat anything.

Chu Liuzheng felt that this matter had blown up and decided to seek support.

"Doctor Qin is leaving?" Xiao Jingfan, who had been asked for help, raised an eyebrow in surprise. "When?"

“That’s not the point.” Chu Liuzheng squeezed down next to him. “The point is, Dr. Feng is so heartbroken that he can’t even eat anything.”

Xiao Jingfan suggested a possibility: "Perhaps you prepared too much sweet soup, and he was already full."

Chu Liuzheng recalled the large bowl and thought, "It seems, indeed, should, perhaps really is possible."

Xiao Jingfan rested his forehead on one hand and said, "Doctor Feng at least has some sweet soup, but I've been so busy that I haven't even had a cup of tea."

[Tsk tsk, who drank the tea on that table?]

"Smell this." Chu Liuzheng raised her hand and fanned her nose. "It sounds like someone's vinegar jar has been overturned." Xiao Jingfan pinched her cheek expressionlessly.

"Yes, yes, yes." Chu Liuzheng, wincing in pain, quickly grabbed his wrist. "I'll make it for you myself."

Xiao Jingfan then let her go, saying, "I may keep Qin Shu in the palace."

"No," Chu Liuzheng immediately stopped him.

Isn't this making things worse? Right now, it's just a breakup, but if the tyrant does this, the two will become enemies.

Xiao Jingfan changed his approach, saying, "I will bestow a marriage upon them."

Chu Liuzheng: "No."

This has created an even bigger feud!

Xiao Jingfan wanted to suggest a third method, but Chu Liuzheng raised his hand and covered his mouth, saying, "This is a matter between Doctor Feng and Doctor Qin, let them handle it themselves."

Any one of these methods of the tyrant's would break up even a loving couple; don't make things worse.

I must have been out of my mind to come and consult with the tyrant.

Xiao Jingfan, who was being disliked: "..."

Is his method really that bad?
If Chu Liuzheng knew what he was thinking, he would definitely answer decisively: Absolutely terrible!

However, she didn't know that she still had to make sweet soup for the emperor.

That's a huge loss.

Two days later, Qin Shu went to the Wenhua Hall to bid farewell, and the emperor granted her request. Not only did he grant her request, but he also ordered Xie Hui to send the Imperial Guards to escort her safely back to Xinbao City.

Chu Liuzheng ran to see Feng Jing and found Feng Jing packing his things.

Tang Ge'er ran around helping his master like a little rabbit. He didn't pack much, but he was sweating profusely.

Siyue took him out to wash his face, while Chu Liuzheng glanced at the bundle on the ground and asked Feng Jing, who was busy in the room, "Are you going with Doctor Qin?"

“No.” Feng Jing tied a knot in his bundle. “I’m going to Yuecheng.”

"Moon City?" Chu Liuzheng asked in surprise. "What are you going to Moon City for?"

“Tang Ge’er’s health is a bit off,” Feng Jing said. “City Lord Jiang might know; I’ll go ask her.”

Chu Liuzheng hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Tang-ge'er?"

"I can't quite put my finger on it." Feng Jing's brow furrowed quickly. "Something feels off."

This was a doctor's intuition, or rather, the intuition of the legendary physician Feng Jing. Since he had taken Tang Ge'er as his apprentice, he wouldn't feel at ease without investigating the matter thoroughly.

Chu Liuzheng's heart skipped a beat, and various conspiracy theories flashed through her mind. She secretly opened the system and searched, but couldn't find anything amiss.

[It's not in the system, so it shouldn't be a big deal, right?]

Chu Liuzheng was unsure and secretly decided to check more news on this topic in the future.

“I was thinking of coming to say goodbye to you.” Feng Jing raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his exhaustion and grinned. “Your coming here saves me the trouble of looking for you. If you encounter any difficult or complicated illnesses in the future that the imperial physicians in the palace cannot solve and you need my help, remember to send a message to Yinsha Island.”

Silver Sand Island is a small island in the south, with picturesque scenery. Its previous owner was the Ghost Doctor, and now it is Feng Jing, the Ghost Doctor's apprentice. Strictly speaking, Doctor Feng is the master of the island.

“If I am not here, the people on the island have a way to deliver the letter to me, which is easier than you finding me yourself.”

Chu Liuzheng secretly made a note of it, then looked at him and asked, "You're not going to Xinbao City?"

Is this a sign that they're giving up?

“I won’t go for now, she doesn’t like it.” Feng Jing smiled. “After being away for so long, I have to go back to the island to visit and take Tang Ge’er back to meet people.”

That smile looks forced.

[Sigh, Dr. Feng was really hurt by Dr. Qin's words.]

Chu Liuzheng herself was confused about matters of the heart, so she really couldn't give Feng Jing any advice. She helped Feng Jing pack her things, thinking that she would write a letter to Jiang Yao when she got back.

(End of this chapter)