As Master Huang spoke, he observed Master Leng's expression. He didn't want Master Leng to feel that he had refuted his face, so he spoke very tactfully.
As soon as Chu Qiao heard that Mr. Huang had undergone abdominal surgery outside the palace, she seemed to see hope.
"Sir Huang, the Thirteenth Prince is seriously injured and can only wait for death. If you don't give it a try, you will just watch him die. He is still so young, and it is for Chunxiang. Chunxiang will not hesitate to die.
Chunxiang kneels down here, sir!"
Chu Qiao burst into tears. Although the chance was slim, she would persevere as long as there was a glimmer of hope.
Chu Qiao fell to her knees on the ground, and Master Huang quickly pulled her up.
"On this matter, we have to listen to Leng Da's opinion." In terms of hierarchy, Leng Da is one level higher than the official, and Huang Da Da does not dare to make any decisions. After all, this person is a prince.
Master Leng made a serious face and said in a gloomy voice.
"If the Thirteenth Prince goes like this, the Emperor will not say anything. If you open the abdominal cavity without authorization and die during the operation, the result will be different. You rebellious people will not be able to escape from this kind of thing.
Son, I won’t do it.”
Lord Leng has been in the palace for a long time and knows how to avoid the important and take the easy. He will not abandon his own interests and take this risk.
Mr. Huang hesitated upon hearing this. This is indeed a fact. If he does not undergo this operation, he may be able to live well. If he does, he may not even be able to get out of this door. Saving others is important, but he cannot lose himself.
's life.
When Chu Qiao heard this, she became anxious. A man named Leng would rather watch An Ge die than protect his own life wisely. What qualifications does a doctor like him have to stay in the palace as an imperial doctor? He might as well be killing people.
"Master Huang, it was Chunxiang's idea to operate on the Thirteenth Prince. No matter what happens, Chunxiang will bear all the consequences. Please help me. Even if you behead your head, you will not be killed. You will be killed by me, Li Chunxiang.
Although I have medical skills before, I have never done any surgery. Please help me."
After listening to Chu Qiao's words, Mr. Huang was a little embarrassed, but looking at An Ge's increasingly ugly face, he nodded helplessly. He is a good imperial doctor who wholeheartedly saves lives and heals the wounded. Although he is also afraid of taking responsibility, Chu Qiao's words
, he has nothing to fear.
"Okay, get ready. You are the attending physician and I will help you." Master Huang said.
"Thank you, sir!" Chu Qiao was extremely excited, but Lord Leng snorted, turned around and walked towards the door with a flick of his sleeves. Before going out, he said something.
"Seek death, Li Chunxiang, you insist on going your own way, the prince is dead, don't ask me to explain for you."
After saying that, he slammed the door and went out.
Seeing Master Leng go out, Master Huang timidly spoke.
"Is this really okay?"
"Okay, you heard it. Everything is my responsibility and has nothing to do with you. Even if someone asks about it, I kneel down and beg you. Master Leng will not frame you for this." Chu Qiao gave it to Master Huang.
Get reassurance.
"Okay, Chunxiang, you have never done this surgery before. Let me teach you. Let's help the Thirteenth Prince overcome this difficulty together."
Just like that, the medical ladies outside brought hot water, sharp knives, medicinal supplements, anesthetics, and some anti-inflammatory potions and decoctions...
The operation started like this. Although Mr. Huang was usually timid and did not dare to offend anyone, he was very serious when treating patients. He explained to Chu Qiao little by little that in fact, he was mainly responsible for the operation, but he did not dare to say anything, so he just said
It was done by Chu Qiao.
But through this process, Chu Qiao realized that medical skills are profound and profound. If you want to be a good doctor, you must work hard, learn the skills meticulously, and gain sufficient practice.
A dish may taste bad, but if a life is gone, it is truly gone.
It was almost noon when the operation ended. Fortunately, the knife did not damage too many abdominal organs. Otherwise, even if Hua Tuo was alive, there would be nothing he could do.
But the result is not easy to be optimistic. The wound has been bandaged, and Ange is still in pain.
"Now it depends on the fortune of the Thirteenth Prince. You are so dedicated to him. If he dies, it will be really..." Mr. Huang shook his head tiredly and sighed.
"He will be fine, he will be."
Chu Qiao sat next to An Ge and held his hand, thinking secretly in her heart that he took this knife for her. She owed him her life. If she could, she would give her life to him.
As long as he doesn't dislike it.
"An Ge, wake up, please, please, you are a good person, a very good person."
Chu Qiao lowered her head, her nose was sore, and tears fell heavily on An Ge's hand. She really hoped that he could feel how sad she was.
"Chunxiang, don't be sad. If he doesn't wake up at this time tomorrow, you have to be mentally prepared." Master Huang said.
"Don't thank me. If the Thirteenth Prince is really well, it was you who saved his life. Well, now it seems that the truly competent doctor in this hospital is you. You are one more person than others.
A kind and courageous heart is the greatest advantage of a doctor, and I, Huang, feel inferior to me."
Master Huang was telling the truth. Faced with the possible consequences, he was afraid and afraid, but Li Chunxiang was not afraid. In the face of saving people and interests, she chose the former.
While Chu Qiao was nervously waiting for An Ge to wake up, there was a rapid knock on the door. It seemed that the person rushed in without waiting for anyone to answer.
"An Yuchu... what should we do? The imperial dining room has become a mess, and the state banquet is about to start over there, my God."
Eunuch Lan and several junior chefs came in. They were in a panic. It was a cold day. Eunuch Lan wiped his sweat as soon as he entered the door. He seemed to be very frightened. His eyes were looking everywhere. When he saw An Ge's condition,
, his face was pale and his hands were trembling. How could this happen? At this moment, the chef of the state banquet, the Thirteenth Prince, collapsed.
Eunuch Lan has no time to care about the life or death of the Thirteenth Prince. At this time, he can't even save his head. Although he was once an imperial chef, he didn't cook much Mongolian cuisine, and now it's too late to start.
When Eunuch Lan saw the exhausted and lost Li Chunxiang, his eyes immediately widened and he loudly ordered the two little eunuchs beside him.
"Hurry up and get the clothes of a senior chef and put them on Li Chunxiang."
Change it for her? Chu Qiao thought she heard wrong. She was a doctor now, not a royal chef. Eunuch Lan was blind because he thought of her.
"Eunuch Lan..." Chu Qiao was a little surprised. She didn't know what to say. She looked back at An Ge. An Ge was still in danger. He couldn't get up and enter the imperial dining room no matter what. He who could be the chef was afraid