Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1421 The operation was a complete success

The most troublesome thing about this kind of operation is that because lead bullets are shot into the human body, there is a possibility of rupture, so...all the shrapnel must be taken out one by one, and this kind of fragments may only be larger than dust, and due to time After a long time, they were glued together with flesh and blood, almost indistinguishable.

  Therefore, the operation process is a test of one's eyesight and judgment. Not only that, the hands must be absolutely steady, as the slightest tremor may lead to failure.

  Killing and saving lives are often only in one thought.

  The scalpel in Zhu Houzhao's hand did not stop. After a while, he suddenly said: "Hey, why didn't Master Liu call?"

  Fang Jifan was exhausted, and continued to take Liu Jie's pulse from the sidelines. In this era without electrocardiograms, it seems that this is the only way to determine Liu Jie's state.

  Fang Jifan said: "Thinking about it, the throat is broken."

  Zhu Houzhao tried his best to carefully insert the tweezers into the wound, and suddenly retracted his hand: "This time it feels good, I knew it. Haha...Look..."

   The tweezers picked up a piece of lead.

   Immediately, it was thrown into the iron pan beside it.

   Bang Dang.

Zhu Houzhao immediately said: "It should have been taken out. Come... Apply the medicine and prepare to sew up. Lao Fang, I will teach you a unique trick. This is what I learned from knitting sweaters. This wound should be sewed up in this way, so that it will be the best. It's safe."

  A doctor who can’t do needlework is definitely not a good doctor.

  Zhu Houzhao's mouth was behind the mask, and he began to hum the song "The Case of Guillotine Beauty" relaxedly, took out the thread, and began to sew.

  Fang Jifan couldn't stand him a bit: "Your Highness, don't hum, be serious. We are saving lives."

  Zhu Houzhao had no choice but to stop chirping and humming.

  He carefully sewed up the wound layer by layer, and said abruptly: "We Daming, when will Bao Zheng come out?"

  Fang Jifan: "..."

  The suture is over, and the medicine is continued.

  Zhu Houzhao heaved a sigh of relief, and threw away his things, while Su Yue, who was already at the side, hurriedly began to tidy up.

   "Your Highness, I have taken them all out."

   "Of course it was taken out." Zhu Houzhao said fiercely: "The methods of this palace can still tolerate your doubts. What is it not easy to learn, but to learn from Fang Jifan. Fang Jifan has a brain disease, and you have a brain disease too?"

  Su Yue was scolded so badly that she didn't dare to refute, but she was still happy in her heart.

  Just now I saw His Highness the Crown Prince's amazing craftsmanship again, and he was really amazed. He stood aside, and often couldn't understand how His Highness the Crown Prince made a judgment. What he saw with his naked eyes was a mass of flesh and blood...

  Looking at the iron plate, there were seven or eight lead flakes that were no bigger than rice grains, and the small ones were almost invisible to the naked eye, but the skin was still covered with flesh and blood, Su Yue was speechless.

After the wound was bandaged, Zhu Houzhao took off his mask, then picked up the medical records, and said solemnly: "Lead has been in the body for so long, it is absorbed by the body... there will be certain lead poisoning, you look at the medical records, There are dizziness, fatigue and other reactions. But it’s okay, I haven’t had renal colic, which means... I haven’t reached the point where the disease is blind, let’s take care of it slowly. Other than that, it’s the problem of infection, just take penicillin, Here, give him another shot of penicillin."

  Zhu Houzhao roughly explained that he and Fang Jifan left the Jamsil one after the other.

  Unexpectedly, when he came out, he saw many eyes, looking at Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao with a sense of awe.

  It turned out that Emperor Hongzhi, Liu Jianren, etc. had already waited in this silkworm room.

  Liu Jian was dizzy, his whole body had no energy, and his eyes were swollen from crying because he was supported by others.

   It is hard for him to suffer such a crime at his age.

  The rest of the people, etc., all showed nervous colors.

  Emperor Hongzhi immediately asked, "How?"

   "Dead..." Zhu Houzhao said.

  Emperor Hongzhi looked miserable.

  Liu Jian on the side was about to exert his last bit of strength, clutching his heart, groaning, and was about to faint again.

Zhu Houzhao continued: "There is no doubt that he would die, but he was lucky and was sent to my son in time. His injuries were too serious and there were too many shrapnel in his body. My son spent a lot of effort to get it Reluctantly pulled him back from Lord Yan, father, the fragments of shrapnel are no more than a hair's length away from his ventricle, and if he is not careful, he will die without a place to bury him, and there are dense blood vessels there, and he may die at any time. There is a risk of massive bleeding. This is his luck, the shrapnel did not enter the ventricle, and just happened to meet Erchen."

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

  Liu Jian's eyes were straightened, and suddenly he became more awake.

  But I still feel dizzy.

  He opened his mouth, but his lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

  Emperor Hongzhi's head hurt when he heard this: "I only ask you whether you can live or not."

   "Yes." Zhu Hou looked like Xianglin's wife: "The most wonderful thing here is that it comes from the blurred flesh and blood, neither touches..."

   "What are you talking so much about!" Emperor Hongzhi was impatient.

  Many ministers behind also seemed very impatient.

  Zhu Houzhao: "..."

  Fang Jifan sympathized with Zhu Houzhao very much.

  Patients have very strange psychology.

  People don’t care how hard your operation is, how much energy you spend, and how superb your skills are. They only ask about the results. If you are cured, you are blessed by your ancestors.

  Emperor Hongzhi stepped forward and pushed Zhu Houzhao aside: "I'll go and have a look."

  Zhu Houzhao staggered, and went to the side. Emperor Hongzhi passed by, and behind him, Liu Jian and others also passed him.

  Fang Jifan stood aside and couldn't help but pat Zhu Houzhao on the shoulder to express his sympathy and understanding.

  Zhu Houzhao shook his head, cynical and disdainful, and said to Fang Jifan: "Old Fang, you have seen it with your own eyes, the process just now, where is the danger, and the difficulty of this operation..."

  Fang Jifan followed him into the silkworm room.

  …

  In the silkworm room, Liu Jie was lying on his back on the couch.

  Su Yue and the others had no time to dress him.

  Give him an injection, and then put on an infusion.

  Seeing Emperor Hongzhi coming in, Su Yue hurriedly saluted.

  Emperor Hongzhi waved his hand, and Su Yue quietly stepped aside.

  Liu Jian was the first to arrive at the bed, and after that, tears welled up in his eyes.

  He couldn't tell if this was his son.

  Because of this face, apart from being sickly, it was also quite dark.

  He tried his best to identify the facial features, and finally realized that this was his son.

   Now Liu Jie is lying like this, except for the bandaged heart, the bandaged gauze is still soaked in blood.

  Other parts of the body, the abdomen, limbs, are scars. These scars are strangely shaped, and there is not a piece of intact flesh on the body.

  Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

  He has never seen so many scars on a person's body.

  Just looking at it with the naked eye makes one's scalp tingle.

It is almost conceivable that a scholar, no, a top scholar who was admitted in the Ming Dynasty, originally a young man with a bright future in the Imperial Academy, went to the Golden Isle. During the process, how many times were lives hanging by a thread.

Emperor Hongzhi subconsciously stretched out his hand, stroking a scar on Liu Jie's abdomen with his palm. Here, it was obviously the trace of a knife wound, a long scar, which was a foot long, and the knotted and raised scar could be imagined back then. When the knife goes down, how much pain the human body endures.

  Emperor Hongzhi bowed his head, and beside him was an iron plate. On the iron plate were shrapnel taken from Liu Jie’s body, in different sizes.

   "These... stay in his body all the time?" He looked at Su Yue.

  Su Yue nodded: "Yes, this is Brother Liu's fate. Logically speaking, he would have died a long time ago. Who would have thought that... unexpectedly..."

  When Su Yue said this, her eye sockets were also a little red.

  Compared to Liu Xuexiong, although I also worshiped under Fang Jifan's sect and studied medical science every day, I was really very happy.

  Emperor Hongzhi took a breath.

  His scalp is numb.

  Every scar is a story, and there is a painful memory in it that ordinary people can't bear. When Liu Jie joined the army, when he first left, people felt unreasonable, thinking that he was playing petty temper and was fooled by Fang Jifan.

  Can now...

  Emperor Hongzhi no longer dared to speculate on Liu Jie's intentions with such thoughts.

  Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help crying.

  Maybe it's because people are getting old, and it's inevitable to be sentimental.

  He couldn't help sighing: "This is a pillar, a strong man. I read history and watch the heroes of the past. No one can compare with him."

  Liu Jian was beside him, but he couldn't make a sound.

  All the ministers behind him envied the silence.

   They only admire.

  The reason why I admire it is because I can't do what Liu Jie does.

  Emperor Hongzhi sighed again: "Liu Qing's family, you gave birth to a good son, and Ji Fan gave birth to a good disciple."

  Liu Jian was just crying, and he was crying so loudly just now, but now there was only silent choking.

  Emperor Hongzhi looked at Su Yue: "When will he wake up?"

Su Yue hurriedly said: "If there are no accidents, consciousness can be recovered within one or two hours. The minister has already taken medicine, especially penicillin. Otherwise, he would not be able to carry such a major operation. If the end of the shrapnel is removed, the recovery will be faster, but...it needs to be cultivated for a few days."

   "Take good care of yourself." Emperor Hongzhi clenched his hand, and then let go: "I want him to live, no matter what, he must live, and he must do everything possible."

   "Student... obey the order!" Su Yue solemnly saluted: "Student must let him live."

  Emperor Hongzhi then set his sights on Liu Jianjian, and said to Liu Jian, "Come here, bring a chair to Liu Qing's house. Liu Qing's family and I are here, waiting for Liu Jie to wake up!"

  Xiao Jing looked at Liu Jie calmly. Although his thoughts were lightened, he was still shocked when he saw Liu Jie.

  Especially the innumerable scars on his body, he had an idea, Fang Jifan's bastard... is really insane, why are there so many people, fell for him?

  (end of this chapter)