Jishi doctor arrives

After Jing finished speaking, she coughed, and stretched out one hand to take the cup, but her fingers trembled, and she couldn’t grasp the cup at all. Jing’s eyes turned red when she looked at her hand, “I had this disease when I was young, my mother still I thought that I would never be able to get married in my life, but fortunately I married the Zhang family. The elders in the family take care of me everywhere. This is something I can't even think about. I didn't expect Mo Lan to misunderstand her, saying that I didn't care about her."

Jing wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief sadly, even such a small gesture seemed to be difficult, and she looked indescribably pitiful, "I am powerless, after all, Mrs. Yang has decided on a marriage," she said and glanced at it. Mrs. Chang, "Entrust Molan to the old lady's care, everyone knows that the old lady loves Molan the most, that's why the two families intend to get married... I didn't expect this to happen."

"When I heard the news, I was frightened, so I wanted to come over when I said anything."

There was also a trace of pity in Mrs. Chang's eyes. Jing's hands were always hidden under her sleeves. Every time she talked with people, she always showed a very inferior look, especially now after being bumped by Yang's, her face was full of panic. , as if doing something wrong.

Mrs. Jing looked at Mrs. Chang, "What happened in the past few years? Molan was not ill and needed to rest, why did she suddenly move out of Chang's house?"

Mrs. Chang held Jing's cold hand and looked at Jing seriously, "I also want to know, I have always treated Molan as a daughter."

Jing raised her head to speak, but when she saw the soap boots outside the curtain, her voice became softer. "I don't know if I said something wrong. When I heard that Molan spoke like that in public, I took her as an ignorant daughter."

Jing lowered her head and wiped her gasping nose, and a servant opened the curtain and came in and said, "Master Zhang and Mr. Zhang are here."

Hearing that her husband is coming, Jing Shi became even more uneasy, stood up and saluted the Elder Chang.

Master Zhang Er looked at his wife whose eyes were red from crying, and felt very sad for some reason. He wanted to blame his wife and went directly to Baohetang to question Molan, but he saw his wife's trembling arms.I couldn't get up all of a sudden.

They have been married for decades, and he understands his wife's situation very well. If he hadn't accidentally met Jing who was crying in the garden, he would not have been so determined to marry Jing.

He has a weak temper, thanks to the Jing family's internal and external management these years.

Seeing the master, Mrs. Jing hesitated to speak.

It was still Mrs. Chang who said: "Mo Lan can't figure it out for a while, no matter what. She has to rely on her elders, who can still harm her as a child." Mrs. Chang put her hands on her forehead when she said this, looking very tired.

Mrs. Jing stood up and said goodbye, "The old lady is ill, she should rest well, we will come back tomorrow."

Mrs. Chang stood up and sent Mrs. Jing to the Chuihuamen.

Jing got into the carriage.Soon after returning to the courtyard where he was temporarily staying in Beijing, Mr. Zhang Er changed his clothes and sat down with Mrs. Jing to talk.

Master Zhang Er was very concerned about Yang Molan's affairs. "What did Molan say?"

Mrs. Jing couldn't hold back her grievances, and raised her eyes to look at Mr. Zhang Er, "Master, Molan said that we ignored her for three or four years. You must know that the master often wrote to the Chang family to inquire about Molan."

Master Zhang Er stood there in a daze, "How could you say that?"

Jing said: "How do I know. We have traveled so many ways to come to the capital, and this is the result?" He changed his voice. "Maybe Molan thinks we are here to fight for the wealth of the Yang family."

Hearing what his wife said, Mr. Zhang Er's heart was completely cold.

"Do you know what Molan does in the pharmacy? With men, I said, but she didn't have the slightest bit of shame, and what did she say to the Qiao family, revenge for revenge... I can't learn those words Come on, Molan and Sister Wu are about the same age, and Sister Wu couldn't say a single word Molan said."

Master Zhang Er said: "It's probably because she was young and was instigated by someone."

Mrs. Jing raised her head, "Master, wake up. When I was at home, Master heard about Molan and couldn't sleep all day, so he wanted to come to Beijing to make decisions for Molan. He also said that even if you don't want a marriage contract, you still have to help Molan." Lan was looking for a good marriage, but how did she end up in Beijing? In the final analysis... After all... Molan was not born to her aunt, and did not regard the master as her uncle. Now she lives with the aunt who gave birth to her and let her take care of her In the inner house, if Yang Bingzheng is still here, he might have to use his concubine as his wife."

This is too serious, Master Zhang Er frowned, "Don't talk nonsense, you can't listen to the Chang family's one-sided words, Chang Yining will definitely become an official in the future, and it's unknown if Mo Lan is the daughter of a criminal minister, the elders of the Yang family That’s not what the letter to us said.”

Still speaking for Yang Molan, Jing raised her head, "What kind of benefits did the Yang family give the master, let the master maintain it like this, tomorrow the master will go to the Baohetang to see if the niece in your heart who wants to be protected by you is all right?" did something."

Seeing Jing's tears, Mr. Zhang Er only felt that his momentum was a little less, and he persuaded him gently: "I haven't been to Beijing in these years. After my sister went, I wanted to take care of Molan. It's me. …It didn’t work out, and Molan has her reasons for saying that.”

"What is the reason for a woman to show her face like this?" Jing suddenly stood up, "If the master says so, I have nothing to do."

As Jing Shi said, she turned and went to the inner room, Master Zhang Er sat down slumpedly, this time he came to Beijing, he wanted to help Mo Lan, but after entering Beijing, everything was not as he imagined.

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For the first time, Yang Mo treated empyema without antibiotics. In addition to pumping out the pus to restore Zhongge's breathing, he had multiple blood transfusions to correct Zhongge's symptoms of malnutrition and anemia.

Gao Shi lay beside the bed, stroking Brother Zhong's hair with his hands over and over again, and kept mumbling, "When will you wake up, when will you wake up, the steamed bun is cold, mother will help you warm it up, when you wake up, you will wake up." I can eat it." Gao Shi kicked the steamed bun into his arms, and tears fell on Brother Zhong's hands.

Gao Zhengchun squatted aside, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Little San wake up soon, mother will take you home, Xiao San wake up soon, it will be cold on the road when it is late, and you will cry again."

Brother Zhong on the bed remained motionless, as if the little man was about to be buried under the quilt.

Gao didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly stood up and rushed towards Gao Zhengchun who was next to him, "You pay back my son's life, it's all you, it's all you, the dry food I brought you didn't leave a piece for Xiaosan, he looked at the flow Drooling...I can't bear it...I made an agreement with Xiaosan, we will give him steamed buns when you come back after passing the exam, we agreed, why didn't you come back? Why didn't you come back? "

Gao wailed loudly, and pulled Gao Zhengchun's robe with all his strength, and immediately tore Gao Zhengchun's robe away. Gao Zhengchun looked at Gao in a daze, "The article Hou Zi'an wrote in the Gongyuan is mine, it's mine. , Hou Zian knew the exam questions a long time ago, he lied to me, he lied to me, he put medicine in my tea, when I woke up, the tribute courtyard was closed, I failed to enter the tribute courtyard, I..."

"I want to sue Hou Zian." Gao Zhengchun looked at Brother Zhong on the bed, he didn't know where the courage came from, now that his family was ruined, he had nothing to be afraid of.

"How to sue..." Gao Shi didn't care to wipe his nose and tears, "How to sue, who can believe your words."

Yes, who can believe his words, Gao Zhengchun sat on the ground, everyone thought he was a lunatic, the Hou family beat him up, Hou Zian is now the master of Juren, he is just a failed scholar... he Without a chance, he studied hard for more than ten years, and because of the scientific examination, he killed his parents and starved his son to death. When Gao Zhengchun thought of this, he felt black in front of his eyes and suddenly slumped on the ground.

When Gao Zhengchun woke up, voices came from beside him.

Then I saw Miss Yang's face covered with a cloth towel.

"Have you ever hurt your hand?"

Hearing Miss Yang's inquiry, Gao Zhengchun remembered the hand that was beaten by the Hou family.

"Can you still move your hands?" Yang Mo then asked.

Gao Zhengchun raised his palm.

"Grip."

Hearing Miss Yang's voice, Gao Zhengchun moved his fingers with difficulty, but his whole hand trembled uncontrollably.

Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan, "The wound hasn't healed, it took too long, and it has affected the entire back of the hand."

Gao Zhengchun's injury was the same as Mrs. Qiao's.

What should I do in this situation?

Ji Zizhuan said: "I have encountered such a situation before. It is necessary to cut off the skin and flesh on it, and then apply medicinal powder, so that it may get better." Although he was unwilling to treat Mrs. Qiao's illness, he said at Qiao's house The words are all true, Mrs. Qiao can't have a nose, so he can't use this method to cure the disease.

"What should Miss Yang do?" Ji Zizhuan was very curious about Yang Mo's thoughts. He wanted to discuss Mrs. Qiao's condition with Miss Yang several times, just because he was curious about what kind of medical skills Miss Yang would use.

"The wound should be cleaned immediately, the surrounding carrion should be removed, and finally sutured." The method of modern wound treatment is similar to that of ancient times, except for the difference in suturing.

Hearing these words, Gao Zhengchun struggled to speak, "Can I... still... hold a pen and write?"

Yang Mo said: "The wound is completely healed and I can hold a pen."

"How long?"

In the best case, Yang Mo said: "It will take at least a month."

Gao Zhengchun's injury was too severe, and he didn't know how much carrion he had to cut off. The flesh on his hands was originally scarce, so it was uncertain when it would grow back after cutting it off. The most important thing was that there was no anti-inflammatory drug, no Know if there will be an infection after the operation.

Gao Zhengchun said, "Is it possible that it can't be cured?"

Yang Mo said: "It's possible."

Gao Zhengchun shook his head, "Then I'm dead."

"If you don't treat it, the injury may be more serious. You have fever symptoms now, and it is very likely that you will have a high fever." If the inflammation spreads, it will cause sepsis, and there will be no cure at that time.

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I thought I couldn’t update it today, the disease is getting worse and worse, and I’m going to be exhausted when I come back from the hospital (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation .)