Luo Fengtang stroked the horse's mane and said to Yang Ruoqing: "This horse has been running all night. It is tired and thirsty."

"I'll take it to a nearby carriage and horse racing station to feed it some fodder and water, and I'll come back to you later!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

I’ll have to ride it next time I go back to Qingshui Town!

The two parted ways at the door of the hospital.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and entered the medical clinic and asked the clerk in the lobby in front.

Then he ran straight towards the backyard of the hospital.

At a glance, I saw my cousin Yang Yongxian standing at the door of one of the rooms, holding on to the wall and retching.

Yang Ruoqing rushed over and helped him.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Yongxian's complexion was not very good.

He waved his hand towards Yang Ruoqing and said, "It's okay. I'm afraid it's a bumpy road and I'm feeling a little chest tight and nauseous."

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment and estimated that he was motion sick.

Scholars sit in the house reading every day and lack exercise.

Suddenly, I was riding in a carriage all night, and my body couldn't bear it.

"Brother, why don't you go in and sit for a while?" she asked again.

Yang Yongxian shook his head: "The room smells of blood, I can just sit outside for a while."

"After last night, I went to the county town overnight to report the news. Now my father and I are both inside."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized, no wonder there were two carriages at the door.

"The doctor stopped the bleeding for Uncle Wu, who has woken up. He was about to treat Uncle Wu's arm at this moment, but he was interrupted..."

"Okay, big brother, please sit down for a while. I'll go in and see Uncle Wu."

She then opened the door of the house.

The smell of blood was right in front of me.

The room was very simple, with a bed in the middle, and Yang Huazhou lay on it with his eyes open.

There was a circle of people surrounding the bed.

Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Yang Hualin, Yang Huazhong, Yang Yongjin.

There was also a middle-aged man with a goatee, who looked unfamiliar and seemed to be a doctor.

Yang Ruoqing glanced over.

The father and son of the old Yang family all looked haggard and their eyes were bloodshot.

Especially Lao Yangtou, he felt more than ten years older.

Yang Huazhong, who was standing at the end of the bed, was surprised when he saw Yang Ruoqing come in.

"Qing'er, why are you here too?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'm not worried about Uncle Wu, come and have a look."

Yang Huazhou, who was on the bed, heard this and looked over.

Looking at Yang Ruoqing, Yang Huazhou showed a weak smile on his pale face.

He struggled for a moment and wanted to wave to Yang Ruoqing, but when he raised his arm, he felt excruciating pain.

"Uncle Wu, please don't move."

Yang Ruoqing gave a nervous warning and quickly came to the bed.

When Lao Yangtou and Yang Huaan saw her arrival, they didn't say a word.

Yang Hualin curled his lips and said, "I can't help you with anything. If you follow me, it will only cause more trouble."

"Second brother, what did you say?"

Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Hualin with a cold look.

Yang Hualin snorted from his nostrils and turned his face away.

Yang Huazhong frowned.

At this time, Lao Yangtou spoke up: "Don't make any noise, Doctor Xu is going to set Lao Wu's bones."

Everyone's eyes fell back on the hands of Dr. Xu with the goatee.

Bone setting?

Is it correction after a fracture?

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, and her eyes immediately followed Doctor Xu's hand.

I saw Doctor Xu first on Yang Huazhou's left arm.

There is a bowl with wine in it.

Light a fire and the wine will burn.

Doctor Xu scooped up some burning wine with his fingers and patted it on Yang Huazhou's arm.

Then knead and press it.

"Ouch..."

Yang Huazhou's body tensed up.

There was no blood on his face, his whole body was shaking with pain, and his eyes were about to bulge out.

The people on the side also saw it with their eyes twitching.

Lao Yangtou said: "Lao Wu, hold it back!"

Over there, Doctor Xu said calmly while pushing: "The bones of the arm are broken and the tendons are messed up. They need to be straightened first."

"After straightening the muscles and veins, straightening the bones, and prescribing a few courses of medicine for bruises and bruises, it will last for two months, so it's almost done!"

After finally smoothing his muscles and veins, Doctor Xu turned around and went to the guy who was setting the bones.

Here, Yang Huazhou was lying on the bed, all his clothes wet with cold sweat.

Yang Ruoqing walked over, picked up a handkerchief, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and eyes.

Yang Huazhou slowly regained his breath at this time.

"My niece is still attentive," he said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, feeling heartbroken.

Uncle Wu didn't deserve this miserable meal.

It's all the fault of that fat bitch Yang Huamei, and a lot of people will suffer along with it!

Soon, Dr. Xu came back.

Holding a bandage in hand.

He picked up Yang Huazhou's broken arm and pinched the bone a few times.

Yang Huazhou squeezed the cold sweat that he had just wiped off, and suddenly it came out like raindrops.

Doctor Xu turned to Yang Huaan and Yang Hualin beside him and said, "Come here and help me."

"The bone will feel a little painful after the bone adjustment. Please hold it down and don't let it move."

The Yang brothers hurried forward and followed Doctor Xu's instructions. Some pressed Yang Huazhou's feet and some pressed Yang Huazhou's chest.

Don't let Yang Huazhou move.

Doctor Xu picked up the straps and tied Yang Huazhou's arms tightly...

"Wait a moment!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded.

Doctor Xu pointed his finger and raised his eyes to look at Yang Ruoqing here.

Before he could open his mouth, Yang Hualin shouted: "Fat girl, go ahead and don't cause any trouble."

Yang Ruoqing ignored Yang Hualin.

She looked at Doctor Xu and the straps in Doctor Xu's hands: "Doctor Xu, if you are setting my fifth uncle's bones like this, it won't have the effect of closing it, right?"

she asked.

Pointing at Yang Huazhou's arm: "Just use this strap to tie it up. It's unstable and can easily shift again, causing secondary injuries."

Yang Ruoqing said.

As for the injuries caused by bruises, she had been ill for a long time and became a doctor.
To be continued...