As soon as Man Bao came out of the tent, he swept around and headed straight for Bai Shan.
Bai Shan also stood aside waiting for her. When he saw her coming, he stretched out his hand and pulled her aside.
Wei Ting, who was stunned, saw her and immediately followed her...
The two of them moved away from the tent. Wei Ting followed them blankly. When they stopped, he asked her with red eyes, "How is Ji Hao?"
Man Bao said: "The bleeding has stopped, but it's not certain whether I can survive."
She looked at Bai Shan, looked him up and down, and asked, "There is so much blood on your body, are you really okay?"
Bai Shan shook his head, "I'm not injured, it's all Ji Hao's blood."
Only then did Wei Ting intervene, "Didn't Dr. Fan just say that he had stopped the bleeding? Why is he still not certain that he will survive?"
"There is too much blood loss," Man Bao explained: "And no one knows whether the wounds will worsen. There are too many and deep wounds on his body. As long as there is inflammation in one place, he may have a fever. Even if the blood is
It will be difficult to save it even if it is repaired.”
Wei Ting was only sixteen or seventeen years old after all. Ji Hao was his good friend and the two of them had grown up together. Tears welled up when he heard this.
Man Bao searched on his body but couldn't find the handkerchief, so he said: "Use your sleeve to wipe your tears. Dr. Ji is very powerful. I think the imperial doctor is also very powerful. As long as he survives the first three days, his chances of survival will be high."
It’s huge.”
Wei Ting wiped his tears with his sleeve, and then he remembered to say thank you, "Thank you very much."
After thanking him, he realized something was wrong. He looked her up and down, dumbfounded, "You, why are you a woman?"
Man Bao looked at him with disdain. Since he was worried about his friend and did not say anything about her contempt for him, she pulled Bai Shan. When she relaxed, her hands and feet felt weak. She simply sat down on the grass and asked curiously.
: "How did he get hurt like that?"
He added: "That imperial doctor is so amazing. He deserves to be an imperial physician. I have seen Dr. Ji sew arms and legs on patients with trauma, but I have never seen him sew the stomach and sew the organs inside."
Bai Shan opened his mouth wide, and Wei Ting stuttered and asked directly, "Wha, what, sew an organ? What organ is sewed?"
"It's just the spleen, intestines and liver in the human body."
Wei Ting shook his hands and asked, "Here, can you still live like this?"
Man Bao thought for a while and then said: "Theoretically it's possible, but I've never sewn a real person, so I'm not sure."
Anyway, when she sewed the anthropomorphic model, she was able to survive three or four times out of ten. Later, she survived eight out of ten times. It seems that she has to intensify her training recently, and it is best to survive ten out of ten times.
I always thought that the most she could do was suture the trauma. After all, Teacher Mo said that the conditions here were not good. Even if the person survived after the abdominal opening, the aseptic treatment after surgery would be a big difficulty.
So she has been committed to simulating acupuncture and Chinese patent medicine to stop bleeding, not only internal bleeding and external bleeding.
But after seeing Dr. Fan's suturing skills today, Man Bao realized that it could also be done at this time.
She thought it was okay to mend people's stomachs, but Wei Ting couldn't stop crying and felt that Ji Hao was really finished.
At least Bai Shan knew a little bit about medical science, so he could barely hold his own and asked, "Are we going to have to have an abdominal surgery again in the future?"
Man Bao shook his head, "Probably not. Open abdomen is very dangerous. Generally speaking, unless the abdomen is originally opened, it will not be opened."
So Man Bao thinks this is also Ji Hao's luck. Although he is unlucky, Man Bao has seen his injuries and found that the bleeding in the liver and spleen was not caused by scratches from the branches, but from the impact. It was just the branches that scratched his stomach.
If there was no scratch, Dr. Fan and the others would have to use medicine and acupuncture to stop the bleeding. It was impossible to open the abdomen and suture to stop the bleeding.
But judging from the wounds she saw, it would be difficult to stop all the bleeding with medicine and acupuncture, even harder than it is now.
So maybe Ji Hao should be grateful for the scratch from the branch.
People at that time were very taboo about laparotomy. Even when a woman gave birth, it was the last step, after the mother died of dystocia, before laparotomy was performed to remove the child. Very few people dared to open the abdomen to remove the child while the mother was still alive.
But Dr. Ji quietly told her that he felt that many women with dystocia could survive if they had an early abdominal opening, took out the baby and sutured it, and had proper post-operative care.
It's a pity that there are very few women studying medicine in the world, and there are differences between men and women. Even if he can open his abdomen to retrieve a child, there is no one who dares to do so, but there is no one who dares to let him enter the delivery room for surgery.
Wei Ting cried for a while, then wiped his tears and answered Man Bao's question, "It was Ying Wenhai. He whipped Ji Hao's horse so hard that he fell off the horse."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a noise from the other side of the tent. The three of them immediately stood up and looked over. It turned out that one person was dragging a young man and throwing him in front of the tent, asking him to kneel down to apologize.
Wei Ting looked a little angry and said: "What does the Ying family mean? Ji Hao's life and death are still uncertain. Are you kneeling here to add fuel to the fire?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Ji Er rushed out of the tent, raised her hand and was about to hit the kneeling boy, but she was grabbed by the old woman who followed closely. She hugged Mrs. Ji Er hard and pushed her back.
Go to the tent, and then speak loudly to the middle-aged man standing: "Sir Ying, my old lady said that now my young master's life and death are uncertain, and she doesn't have much energy to deal with these matters for the time being. She will talk about everything after my young master wakes up.
Well, as for Young Master Ying, you can handle it as you want. The prince is above you and the Tang County Magistrate is below you. The Ji family believes in the laws of the country and there is nothing to say."
Mr. Ying, who was standing with his face black and blue, still had to squeeze out a smile to talk to the old woman, but she didn't even wait for him to speak. She turned around and ordered the servants of the Ji family, "Go and bring the couch and the carriage."
It's bumpy, call a few more strong men to carry the young master back."
"Yes." The servants of the Ji family filed away.
Man Bao and Bai Shan saw that the smile on the standing Ying's face disappeared immediately, and then he stood there with a sullen face and did not move.
This was the first time for the two of them to see such a confrontation, and they were stunned for a moment.
Master Ying took a deep breath and kicked his kneeling son. He kicked him out and cursed angrily: "Look at what you have done. If the young master of the Ji family does anything good, I will kill him."
Send you to Ji's house..."
When Magistrate Tang arrived, he happened to see Ying Wenhai being kicked away. By coincidence, he happened to fall at his feet.
When he saw the blood coming out of his mouth, he couldn't help but frown slightly. He squatted down and reached out to support him, pulled him up and handed him to the Yamen behind him. Then he looked at Ying Wei, "Master Ying, Mr. Ying is still
Leave it to me to take care of you for the time being."
Ying Wei didn't expect Tang He to come. When he heard his words, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils and said quickly: "Master Tang, this is Ying's family matter, so I won't bother you."