My princess connects yin and yang

Chapter 23 Part-time Surgeon
King Xun jumped down from the rockery, held up a fishing rod and tapped Sheng Jinmo on the head.

Sheng Jinmo had a smile on his lips: "Uncle Six."

"Hmph, every time you come here, there must be nothing good. Tell me, what's the matter this time?"

After King Xun finished speaking, he suddenly saw Nian Youxi: "This is... the girl from the Nian family?"

"Prince Xun." She smiled, her beautiful eyes curved.

"When you were young, I saw you when you were so tall..." King Xun said, making a gesture of height.

Visually, the little girl looks about 3.4 years old.

"It's really the eighteenth change of the female college. The more you change, the better you look. I really wronged you after following this big ice cube."

As soon as Xun Wang said this, he bent over and coughed violently, and the surrounding air instantly had a foul smell.

It's a bit like the smell of rotten fish in a stinky pool.

With one hand behind his back, Nian Youxi quietly pinched a trick to block the smell.

But Sheng Jinmo next to him doesn't have this ability.

Seeing that his complexion did not change when you were young, it seemed that he couldn't smell it.

"Uncle Six, are you making an old mistake again?" He frowned worriedly.

King Xun waved his hand, Sheng Jinmo helped him into the inner hall to rest, and the imperial doctor from the mansion came forward immediately.

It stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a configuration as an imperial doctor in the prince's mansion.

But King Xun was different. He had given up the throne to Sheng Longyu.

In the memory of Qingyouxi's body, there is this royal secret, but he doesn't know the reason.

"My lord, there is no more red grass on your body, I'm afraid it's..."

The imperial doctor shook his head with a look of regret.

Sheng Jinmo frowned: "Red Lingcao is far away in Xiyao Country."

"But..." The imperial doctor sighed and lifted the old prince's collar.

A malignant tumor the size of a fist was tightly attached to his left ear, bruised and black, with a foul smell.

"This thing has grown a bit, and it was still the size of an egg a few days ago."

Sheng Jinmo was shocked: "How could this be?"

The imperial doctor shook his head: "The veteran doesn't know, and there is no record in the pharmacopoeia of the Dasheng Dynasty."

Nian Youxi bent slightly, and moved closer: "It's just a sarcoma, can't it just be cut off?"

The imperial doctor instantly showed surprise and embarrassment: "This, this can't be done."

"King Xun belongs to the royal family, how can he use such medical methods?"

Nian Youxi looked at the imperial doctor: "The emperor is not sick anymore?"

"This, this..." The imperial doctor blushed when she choked on her neck.

King Xun laughed loudly: "Okay, a good emperor won't be sick?"

"Nian's girl is right, it's just a sarcoma, cut it off and feed it to chickens and ducks!"

"This king has long said to cut it, just you stubborn old man!"

He raised his hand and touched the imperial doctor, and then touched his own sarcoma: "Nian's girl, look at this thing, how do you cut it?"

The young Ximei rolled her eyes: "Sterilize, cut, sew."

"So simple?" King Xun's eyes lit up.

"Don't mess around." Sheng Jinmo stood beside her and said in a low voice.

Nian Youxi glared at him directly, and pointed at the sarcoma: "Look, if this thing grows, it might explode!"

"This location is closest to the carotid artery. If the artery ruptures and causes massive bleeding, it will be impossible to stop."

When several people heard her shocking words, they were all stunned for an instant.

What aorta, what hemorrhage?Why don't you seem to understand?
"Girl Nian, what artery are you talking about?" King Xun asked without understanding.

The young Xisu raised her hand and pointed to the position of her carotid artery: "Here, this is the aorta. King Xun's cancerous tumor is the closest to here. Once it ruptures, it is likely to cause the aorta to collapse."

"Really." King Xun raised his hand and touched it, then frowned in pain.

"In the past few days, the flesh of this sarcoma has been tense, as if it is about to split at any time."

He simply patted the table: "That's it, cut it!"

"My lord, you can't!" The imperial doctor panicked, "You are of the blood of the royal family, so don't hurt yourself."

King Xun snorted coldly: "I'm about to die, so what do I care about the royal blood?"

He turned to look at Nianyouxi, the little girl was young and beautiful.

Wearing a light blue dress, she has a fairy air, and a smile hangs on the corner of her lips, which is charming no matter how you look at it.

"Nian girl, what you said is so clear, but can you cut it?"

Nianyouxi raised her head slightly: "Yes."

"Okay, you cut it!" King Xun directly changed the attending doctor for himself.

Sheng Jinmo pursed his thin lips, thinking that he had saved himself in the past, so could it be that way?

"Prepare sharp knives, high-grade liquor, needles and threads, and anesthetics."

The imperial doctor's head was sweating: "What kind of herbal medicine is this anesthetic?"

Nian Youxi suddenly remembered that there seems to be no such thing in this era, so she put it another way: "It is something that can make people not feel pain for a while, is there?"

"Yes, but... how does this girl plan to heal the prince?"

The imperial doctor is also very old, and he has never heard of the diagnosis and treatment methods mentioned by Nianyouxi, so he is a bit confused.

"Get ready and you'll know." She rolled up her cuffs as she spoke.

"Are you sure?" Sheng Jinmo bent slightly and asked in her ear.

A gust of hot air blew her hair up, making her ears itch.

"Yeah." Nianyouxi was calm and confident, even...

Still a little bit excited!

Not long after, someone prepared what Young Xi wanted.

In an instant, the hall was full of medicinal aroma, mixed with a faint aroma of strong wine.

She held a sharp crescent moon blade and roasted it to sterilize it.

The imperial doctor carefully picked up the sarcoma, leaving only a pinch of skin as thick as a little finger hanging on.

After the anesthetic was applied, she raised the knife and dropped it!
Almost instantly, the room was filled with a disgusting smell!

The three layers of 'masks' on the imperial doctor's face couldn't resist the pungent smell, and he almost didn't spit it out.

However, he was still holding a fist-sized sarcoma in his hand, so he couldn't throw it or take it.

Blood spurted out from the wound, and Xiaoyou Xi applied the hemostatic herbs that he had prepared earlier.

Take a sterile white cloth to bandage the wound.

"All right."

In less than a cup of tea, the evil disease that had plagued King Xun for many years was solved like this!
"This, this is gone?" King Xun turned his head and saw the sarcoma in the imperial doctor's hand.

The black blood was still flowing out from one end, and the smell was really... extremely sour!
Nian Youxi asked the imperial doctor to put the sarcoma in another basin filled with spirits, and the smell dissipated a bit.

Sheng Jinmo's eyes lighted slightly: "Healed?"

Nian Youxi walked out with the pot in her hand, and said, "Not yet."

She put the tumor in the sun, cut her finger and dripped it in the basin.

With a 'whoosh', the spirits in the basin began to bubble!
"What is this?" Sheng Jinmo frowned for a moment, and took two steps back with his long arms around her slender waist.

King Xun and the imperial doctor also came over and gasped for an instant!
(End of this chapter)