Ji Zimo looked at the person on the couch and fell silent.

The room fell into a brief silence.

Xia Qianqian looked at the person on the couch and began to make a pertinent analysis: "When we first met, based on his crazy state, I deduced that he was most likely to suffer major mental trauma and become crazy."

"Today, I saw that his whole body was stiff and his limbs were twitching. I can conclude that his condition is not only mentally stimulated, but may also be accompanied by severe brain trauma. There are blood clots in the brain, which compress the nerves in the brain."

"So, his language function is lost and he can't speak."

"His limbs were twitching, but his hands and feet were hanging down, indicating that his meridians in his hands and feet were severed."

"If we want to save him, we must open his skull to remove the blood clots, cut open the skin of his limbs again, and sew up the broken meridians..."

Every time she said a word, Ji Zimo looked into her eyes, and his eyes darkened.

Xia Qianqian doesn't mind his doubts about her.

She spoke very slowly, giving an ancient person enough time to think, "I need to perform an operation on him. During the operation, he will definitely go through nine or eighty-one hardships, endure various risks during the operation, and may also be in trouble during the operation."

Sudden death."

For such major surgeries, preoperative notification obligations must be detailed so that relatives can be adequately psychologically prepared.

She took a breath and said in a deep voice: "I am just a girl from the countryside. I am a human being, not a god. Are you willing to take such a risk? Can you possibly bear it?"

It’s not that she is alarmist.

This is ancient times, not modern times.

In modern times, a craniotomy is a multi-departmental operation.

There are at least two anesthesiologists, one equipment nurse, one circulating nurse, and two surgical assistants. Counting her as the surgeon, at least seven doctors and nurses are needed to help and coordinate to successfully complete the operation.

In ancient times, she had to complete all the work alone. If there was a problem during the operation, no one could help her.

To perform this operation, she must bear great risks.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens...

The relationship between her and Cuttlefish finally eased a bit.

She also doesn’t want any further rift between the two.

After thoroughly analyzing the stakes, she was slightly blessed, "You have a lot of time, think about it carefully."

Xia Qianqian exited the door and took a long breath.

I feel a little disappointed!

Oh my god!

She is inexplicably jealous of a young man.

Uh-huh!

Li Yunniang is right.

When you get married, you still have to marry a man who treats you wholeheartedly.

With a status like Cuttlefish, he would later marry three wives and four concubines, and give birth to a bunch of stepsons and stepdaughters.

As a modern person, she follows the concept of monogamy. How should she deal with herself then?

Is it possible that she wants to become like Ms. Yu Zhao, who is almost fifty years old and fills her stomach with estrogen-like substances all day long in order to stay young forever?

In the end, I was almost menopausal, and I still had sex all day long, resulting in both Qi and Qi deficiency.

And because she lost her son and daughter, she suffered from depression and had a weird temper all day long.

Look, why is her bed covered in red?

There is a high probability that something is wrong in her mind, and she wants to go back to the time when she was newly married, when her husband doted on her alone.

This is a kind of obsession and obsession. Once your thoughts go astray, your body will naturally become sick.

She can never be that person.

Xia Qianqian suddenly became careless again after almost opening the door of her heart and closing it tightly in panic.

When we arrived at the lobby on the first floor, we were in time for lunch.

Li Laogang picked up his chopsticks and noticed her coming downstairs with his sharp eyes. He hurriedly waved: "Xia Yatou, come on, come on, sit down and eat."

He has been to Xia's house several times and had dinner with her several times. Now he wants to become her disciple, so he is naturally very enthusiastic about her.

After working all morning, Xia Qianqian is indeed very hungry.

She stepped forward with a smile and took the chopsticks handed over by Mr. Liu. Xiao Yong also consciously made a place for her.

The three of them sat around a table to eat, which attracted the other people in Tsing Yi in the courtyard to secretly marvel.

Halfway through the meal, a figure suddenly flew from the wall outside the door and landed on the ground.

The visitor hurried to the door and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Get me a glass of water quickly."

It’s Geng Zhong.

He was so tired that his clothes were almost soaked by the rain.

Xia Qianqian quickly stood up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her.

When Geng Zhong saw her coming, he immediately became interested and said excitedly: "Miss Xia, did you know that I have a long face today?"

What's the point of asking him to build a rake?

At the table, Xia Qianqian and the other three people were waiting for what he would say next.

Geng Zhong was a little proud and raised his chin and said: "You don't know, when I went to find the blacksmiths today and asked them to help me build a rake, they were full of disdain."

"Those people have been making swords, weapons and other tedious crafts all year round, and they don't pay attention to menial tasks such as plowing and raking."

"I asked them to build three within three days, and they assured me, patting their chests, that three would be no problem, and five would be fine. What's the result?"

Geng Zhong was not suitable to be a gold-armored guard. He was more suitable to be a storyteller. He paused at the critical moment and tried to arouse everyone's curiosity. Then he spoke again: "When they saw the design drawings, their eyes were as wide as cowbells."

Big. Woohaha..."

He couldn't help laughing and said: "Let's wait now. After three days, no matter what, they need to make five for me."

Listening to his words, Xia Qianqian felt a chill in her heart.

She didn't expect that Geng Zhong would take the design drawings to the military training camp and ask a blacksmith who specialized in forging weapons for soldiers to refine the rake for her.

This matter is unusual. Geng Zhong made an exception and must have got Cuttlefish’s consent.

You are right when you think about it. The design of the plow is a bit complicated and requires several blacksmiths to work together.

Only the blacksmiths in the barracks, who work together all year round and have a tacit understanding, can build the most qualified rake in a short period of time.

In fact, Cuttlefish is quite concerned about her affairs.

Xia Qianqian thought for a while and urged Xiao Yong: "Your master hasn't eaten yet, would you like to send some up?"

Xiao Yong put down the bowl and chopsticks, "No need. The general will be here soon, and every time they come, they always drink some wine."

Cuttlefish actually likes to drink.

She thought that such a pure-minded person would be self-disciplined.

Quit being angry, quit being crazy, quit drinking, quit having sex...

In this world, if you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there.

A black figure suddenly leaped up, passed through the backyard wall, and landed in the yard.

Before the green-clothed guard rushed forward, the man raised his hand and made a gesture, and the others retreated.

He strode forward, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Xia Qianqian among the three men. His eyebrows suddenly lit up, and he laughed and said: "Girl Xia, we meet again."

It’s Cao Ran.

Yesterday, I met Xia Qianqian in Nianxian Academy and wanted to invite her to dinner, but it was not his turn.
Chapter completed!