Jishi doctor arrives

After working for half a day, everyone's eyes were on the sick horse. In order to test the horse serum, other medicines had been stopped, and it was up to the sick horse to see if it reacted to the serum.

"Is there any improvement?" Yang Mo looked at Pei Du.

Pei Du checked it carefully, then shook his head, "No, it looks more serious."

There is no improvement, this is impossible, what is wrong.

It’s true that the sick horse is locked up, that is, the serum has no effect. Yang Mo looked at Pei Du, “When did your horse get locked up?”

"Last year." Pei Du remembered it clearly.

Last year, did the antibodies in horse blood fail?Yang Mo is not sure, she has never done animal pharmacological experiments, and now she can only hope to find a horse that has recently recovered from lock mouth.

"There's another horse coming over." Wei Mao hurried over and said.

After hearing this, Yang Mo went over to look. This time the horse was obviously different from the previous ones. Although Yang Mo didn't know good horses, she could tell that the horse was walking on snow with four hooves. It was two laps bigger than ordinary horses. He stood there arrogantly with his head held high and hissed softly.

Yang Mo just wanted to ask where the horse came from, but in a blink of an eye, she saw a tall, tall and handsome man in a blue robe.

Yang Mo stepped forward to salute, "Master."

Dong Zhao nodded, his eyes were bright, and he showed a bit of calmness and calmness, "Miss Yang wants to find a horse that has been kept quiet, and my horse was sick just two months ago."

Yang Mo's eyes just set on the horse.

Dong Zhao continued: "This horse has a good pedigree and has been bred since childhood. It has a strong physique. I have been on the battlefield. This time I got sick because of an injury to the horse's hoof. Now it has recovered from the disease and has returned to how it was before. Miss Yang looks at it now. But you still seem to be sick?"

Dong Zhao was originally talking about horses, but Yang Mo somehow remembered Dong Zhao's illness in bed.

"I need to draw blood for the horse." After Yang Mo finished speaking, she raised her eyes to look at Dong Zhao.

The general cherishes his mount, no matter how careful he is, it will definitely damage the horse. This horse has been taken care of cleanly from start to finish.Dong Zhao must cherish it very much.

Standing under the shadow of the tree, Dong Zhao nodded slightly, "I know you are going to draw blood, my horse is not easy for others to get close to, so I am here for you to do it easily."

Dong Zhao is very serious. It is difficult for such a person to accept new things.Regarding the use of horse blood to treat diseases, Yang Mo can be sure that Dong Zhao will not believe it. In modern times, many people would find such a theory unbelievable at first glance, as if it came from a person's fantasy.

Why did Dong Zhao believe it, and sent the horse himself.Could it be because she saved him, but it was actually in her heart.Healing diseases and saving lives is what she should do, and it is not a kindness.

Yang Mo thought about it and looked at Dong Zhao again.

There is a lot of trust in the deep eyes.

The eyes that fell on her were full of suspicion, surprise, resentment, and pondering, and it was rare for her to see such trust at a glance.

For some reason, Yang Mo suddenly felt that there was nothing more to ask, so she turned around and told Wei Mao, "Invite Pei Du to get the blood, and we'll try again."

Wei Mao's jaw.Turn around and go to the front yard.

"Is this the disciple you accepted?" Dong Zhao whispered.

Yang Mo nodded, "Wei Mao is the apprentice of Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng asked him to learn some medical principles from me."

Dong Zhaodao: "Is there already a formal apprenticeship ceremony?"

"Not yet," Yang Mo said, "I'm planning to accept a few more disciples and salute together."

What is strange to Yang Mo is that Dong Zhao was not surprised, nor did she find it unreasonable. Here, the women accepting disciples are all the ladies in the inner house. Where can they accept men? There is a lot of rumors in the capital these days, saying that she doesn't know She doesn't ask others to understand the etiquette, but it is inevitable that she still feels a little out of place with her surroundings.

Dong Zhao's figure was straight, and although his complexion was dark, he didn't feel any displeasure at what she said. It was obviously not out of etiquette that he didn't refute her.

In a blink of an eye, Wei Mao and Pei Du rushed over with tools, and Dong Zhao gently patted the horse beside him.

Pei Du searched for blood vessels on the horse as he did before. The horse was obviously agitated, snorting uneasily and moving its limbs.

"The veterinarian asked me to be by his side when he saw the disease of this horse." Dong Zhao's hand never left the horse's head.

The horse seemed to be quieter.

Pei Du hurriedly took the small bamboo tube that Wei Mao handed over, and slowly pierced the blood vessel, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief when blood flowed into the porcelain jar.

The small porcelain jar was quickly filled to seven or eight minutes, Yang Mo nodded to Pei Du, and Pei Du pulled out the small bamboo tube neatly.

"Let it take care of it during these days and give it some good fodder. If... horse blood is useful, maybe it will be used to save Mr. Han."

Dong Zhao nodded, and ordered the servant next to him, "Just do what Miss Yang said."

The boy hurriedly responded.

The blood had been taken, but Dong Zhao stood there with no intention of leaving. Yang Mo ordered Wei Mao to get the serum, and Pei Du also stepped back. Mei Xiang looked around cautiously, and there was no one else around.

Dong Zhao whispered: "Before entering the palace, did you treat a patient?"

Yang Mo thought of Bai Shi, "Yes, a pregnant woman in the middle of the night."

"Did she say her husband's family name? Where does she live?"

Yang Mo said: "I didn't make it very clear. I call myself the Bai family, and I don't have many people with me. There are only four family members and an old woman." Yang Mo has always suspected that the old woman is not a relative of the Bai family.

Miss Yang is so smart, she couldn't have noticed something strange, but she still took the woman in for treatment. Dong Zhao thought of this and said, "The woman is very sick?"

The third trimester of pregnancy combined with heart failure is a serious condition, otherwise she would not ask Mr. Bai to take care of her properly. Dong Zhao is not skilled in medicine, but he can think of this, so he must know the inside story.

"Is it related to political affairs?" Yang Mo asked tentatively.

Dong Zhao nodded, "Bai's husband's family name is Wang, do you know Wang Zhenting?"

Wang Zhenting, either the current magistrate of Anqing Prefecture or former co-prefect of his father, reported his father's greed for ink, or he was still counting his father's crimes in the Hall of Mental Cultivation a few days ago.

It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia, how could Wang Zhenting's female relatives find her home.

Dong Zhaodao: "Wang Zhenting's female relatives went to Beijing with him and were separated in Tongzhou. The imperial court sent people to search for it for a few days but to no avail. Wang Zhenting has sent his family back to report the funeral."

In such a hurry to report the funeral, Yang Mo heard what Dong Zhao meant. The whole thing was really strange. Don’t say that Mrs. Bai was about to give birth. Even if Mrs. Bai was not pregnant, her body should not be exhausted. Let Bai take the risk to enter Beijing.

Could it be that Feng Dang doesn't trust Wang Zhenting?

Dong Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still spoke bluntly, "Wang Zhenting has done a good job in Anqing in recent years, and he will be promoted after three years of examination, but the cabinet did not list him for promotion."

The cabinet has always been decided by Mr. Feng Ge, and Mr. Feng's reluctance to promote Wang Zhenting is because he has doubts about Wang Zhenting. This time, Wang Zhenting brought his family to Beijing to testify, maybe it was not what he wanted.But Wang Zhenting is clearly the only one who follows Feng Ge in the Palace of Mental Cultivation.

Perhaps to some extent it proves that Wang Zhenting still has a conscience.

Yang Mo's thoughts were pulled away, and Bai's dying appearance appeared in front of her eyes.

"I don't know anything else," Dong Zhao said, "Feng Dang has been looking for Wang Zhenting's female family members. If he knew that Wang Zhenting's female family members were in your home, he would try every means to blame Wang Zhenting's female family members' illness on you."

Dong Zhao has already spoken clearly.

In this way, she could also hold Bai's life to threaten Wang Zhenting, so she should make comprehensive arrangements.

"I can't let people guard around your house. This may leave a clue. The Feng party will attack us for deliberately restricting the Bai family. We can only tell Wang Zhenting about this matter, and let Wang Zhenting choose whether to let you heal."

Dong Zhao was asking what she meant.

Yang Mo looked at Dong Zhao gratefully, "Thank you, Shizi, for your help. Bai's situation is not good now, and he is a twin. There are many things that should be known to the family." She is not a pedantic person, so she can't tell the difference. Prioritize, "Please trouble the son to release the news."

A flash of admiration flashed in Dong Zhao's eyes. Outsiders' views on Miss Yang were too biased. They thought this woman was crazy like a witch doctor, but they didn't know that she was stable and intelligent. If you want to look away, for some reason, your eyes will naturally fall on Yang Mo's earlobe. The coral earrings make her cheeks blush, which is very beautiful. She is suitable for bright colors, so she stands bright and conspicuous in the crowd.

After sending Dong Zhao away, Yang Mo put all his thoughts on Han Ji, and injected the horse serum into the sick horse. Now we will see how the curative effect will be.

Yang Mo asked Pei Du to check the sick horse, but Qiu Tong rushed over and said, "Master Han's condition is not good, Miss, go and have a look!"

Han Ji's whole body arched, which was an obvious hornbow reflex, and he couldn't wait any longer. Even if the horse serum was effective for sick horses, it would be too late for Han Ji.

Doctor Zhao said sarcastically, "Miss, what should I do now?" Miss Yang's method is obviously ineffective, even horses can't be cured, let alone people.

"Use horse serum," Yang Mo looked at Wei Mao, "bring the remaining horse serum."

Doctor Zhao's eyes widened when he heard this, "You are not afraid of killing people, you dare to use this medicine if it is not necessarily effective."

She did not invent horse serum. Although the anti-tetanus serum made from human blood is better than horse serum in modern times, the process of obtaining human serum is too cumbersome, and the supply is in short supply. Many large hospitals do not have it at all, so it is horses that can be used in large quantities. Serum is like this in modern times, not to mention ancient times without high medical technology.

Only use horse serum.

Yang Mo told Qiu Tong, "Prepare the disinfectant."

"Crazy, Mrs. Yang, you are crazy, how dare you do this." Doctor Zhao shouted loudly, pointing at Yang Mo's ugly face.

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