Zhou Chengling walked forward, and Ajiu followed softly, for fear of making any noise. The prince had rarely spoken in the past few days since he returned to the capital. He was obviously in a bad mood, and he didn't notice that Miss Yang had sent someone to inquire about the prince.
Well, he still doesn't know when this layer of paper will be pierced.
Zhou Chengling walked not far from Yang Mo and looked over from a distance, wondering what she was doing. He squatted in the yard, his eyes were brightly illuminated by the lights, his expression was so serious, and suddenly she moved slightly
After a moment, he had an idea in his mind, maybe it was because he saw him.
Yang Mo suddenly came back to her senses and raised her head slightly to look at the medicine stove. The temperature was too high and her citrus juice was about to boil dry. In this way, she couldn't produce citric acid. She finally boiled it for several hours.
Unable to give up all the hard work, Yang Mo was so anxious that she forgot to put down the soft cloth in her hand and picked up the porcelain bowl.
It's hot. After two hours of burning, it's as hot as coals.
Subconsciously, she wanted to throw down the citric acid in her hand, but after thinking about it for a moment, she refused. Just as she was about to change her hands to squeeze it, a hand stretched out from the side to take the porcelain bowl in her hand.
Her body's subconscious reaction was to loosen her fingers, and then watched the hand place the porcelain bowl properly on the ground.
Her hands were burning with pain, but she didn't have time to rush into the cold water. She raised her head and saw Liu Chengling. No, she should call him Prince Xuan now.
While Yang Mo was stunned for a moment, she felt her hand being grabbed by someone, and then she was led to a side room and put into a basin of cold water.
"Why don't you let go of your hands when they are hot?"
She watched as the basin of water was stirred up with two hands and sparkled.
"If we don't have enough citrus juice, we'll have to make it again. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it tomorrow."
She raised her head, her facial features were particularly clear at night, her long eyebrows were raised looking a bit stubborn, and her eyes seemed to be filled with water, and they looked so bright.
Yang Mo wanted to withdraw her hand, but just as she took out a little bit, Liu Chengling tightened his hand and held her firmly again. A faint smell of alcohol came from her nose. Zhou Chengling drank, and his whole body seemed to be cooler than usual.
It was even hotter, and it made her breathless.
The moon is like a disk outside, the breeze blows through the branches and leaves, and the house is extremely quiet.
In addition to the smell of alcohol, there was also a faint breath that rushed into her nose. She raised her head and looked at that handsome face. She felt that she was a little dazed now. She just let him hold her hand and wanted to get married in the future.
How difficult it is.
"Tell me! Why are both of our hearts beating so fast? What is the disease?" came a clear voice from above.
Yang Mo blinked, "Because I was so panicked."
"Then let's see how panicked it gets." His voice was slower than usual, and every word sounded meaningful.
When he was willing to listen to excuses, he would deliberately pretend to be stupid and let her go. When he was unwilling to listen, he would not relax for a moment. Yang Mo couldn't help but sigh.
Zhou Chengling looked at Yang Mo's fallen eyelashes. Even though he was so close, he still had to dodge to see where he would go this time.
Because of hormones, because of adrenaline, and because they like each other. Otherwise, why would she never refuse the help he gave her outright? But she didn’t like his status, let alone him sitting on the dragon throne in the Hall of Cultivation of Heart.
Because that would be far away from her, far away from the future she imagined.
Finally he took her hand out of the water, wiped it clean with the soft towel next to it, "Put some medicine on it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ajiu opened the door slightly and slipped in through the crack in the door.
The cold ointment was applied and the pain soon disappeared. Yang Mo wanted to take the medicine bottle into her hand to see what medicine was so effective, but Liu Chengling handed it back to Ajiu.
"You haven't wiped it yet." Zhou Chengling's hand was also burned.
He stretched out his slender hand, not intending to do it himself.
Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling's reddish fingers and wanted to ignore it but couldn't help it, so she had to apply it with her hand.
"What kind of burn medicine is so useful?" Yang Mo deliberately changed the topic to medicine.
Zhou Chengling didn't respond. He was deliberately trying to mess with her tonight, leaving her with no chance to change the subject.
"This is Prince Chunjun's palace. It's always inappropriate for people to see it..." Yang Mo wanted to sit down and talk.
"Jiang Ping." Zhou Chengling shouted in a low voice.
Jiang Ping's voice came from outside, "There is no one else around. Don't worry, Your Majesty, everything has been arranged."
He raised the corners of his eyes as if to ask her if there was anything wrong with her, and his triumphant look made people itch with hatred.
The sound of Mei Xiang seemed to be heard outside. Yang Mo stood up and wanted to leave. Let the maid see that a young lady who had not left the court was with a drunkard. Not only was she breaking the rules, but she would also be unable to hold her head up in the future.
Yang Mo just walked to the door and heard a soft call from behind, "Molan, come with me!"
Her hand was entangled again, and he brought her back with great strength and threw her into his arms.
The hot breath was next to her ears, as if it was going to melt her. The exquisite embroidery on his robe was imprinted on her face, making her feel itchy and suffocating.
Yang Mo finally broke free from his arms, turned around, opened the door and ran out.
Mei Xiang outside didn't know what was going on. When she saw that the young lady was safe and sound, she went to greet her. Yang Mo was afraid that she was going to the side room and quickly ordered, "Bring back the porcelain bowl I cooked..."
Mei Xiang glanced at the side room, then quickly stepped forward to pack her things and followed the lady back to the inner room.
Yang Mo sat on the brocade stool, looked up at herself in the mirror, and felt that there were marks on her face. She hurriedly rubbed it with her hands, but found that her cheeks were hot.
Mei Xiang put the things on the table, and Yang Mo hurriedly put in the water, extracted the citric acid, then washed herself and went to bed.
Mei Xiang took down the lamp and went out to watch the night. She just sat down when the little maid next to her said, "Sister Mei Xiang, did you hear a man's voice just now?"
Mei Xiang frowned and looked over, "Nonsense, Prince Chunjun's palace has a woman guarding the door, how could she let a man in?"
The little maid thought that she had heard wrongly, so she quickly lowered her head and said, "I am not used to living here, so I will inevitably become suspicious..."
Mei Xiang glanced at the little maid complainingly, "Are you more valuable than the eldest lady?"
The little maid stuck out her tongue and hurriedly lay down, "Sister Mei Xiang, do you think our lady is really transformed by a god?"
Mei Xiang laughed anxiously, "Why do you talk so much today?"
Yang Mo was tired and quickly fell asleep, but many people couldn't sleep that night. They never knew that human blood can be compatible or not, let alone the blood of mother and child.
Miss Yang exchanged blood for such a young child, and it was incredible that the child was still alive.
The words "Ge Wu Zhi He" mentioned in the Yangxin Hall made many Confucian scholars gather together to discuss it.
Who is Miss Yang?
As a result, there were a lot of people in the teahouse and wine shop on the second day, and the shopkeepers already knew, "Is this Miss Yang treating illnesses and saving people again?"
This was the case last time Miss Yang went to Beijing to treat acne.
"You just know," the guest put down his wine glass and started talking at length, "everyone is waiting for news to see if this blood transfusion can save the patient."
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Yang Mo got up early in the morning to see Prince Chun's young master.
The atmosphere in the room was not very good. After Miss Yang's treatment, the young master still turned yellow all over. Yang Mo opened the curtain and Princess Chunjun came to greet him, "Miss Yang, come and take a look. The milk that you just drank was
I vomited it all out and I’m not in good spirits.”
Hemolytic disease in newborns destroys blood cells in large quantities, and such damage affects organs throughout the body at the same time.
"It's not easy to give this medicine," Princess Chunjun said, "Most of them spit it out."
"You can't use a spoon," Yang Mo looked at her mother holding the spoon carefully, "You can't feed her like this."
Yang Mo carried the young master over, held him under his armpits, then held up his neck, pressed the medicine bowl to the child's lips and tongue and slowly moistened the medicine in. When she had dinner with her pediatrician colleagues, her colleagues said this
Although the method of feeding medicine may seem cruel, it is very effective. In modern times, bottles are not used to feed medicine. The reason for breastfeeding is that the child will refuse to drink the mother's milk after using a bottle. This is done now because there are no bottles here.
Mrs. Tuesday opened her eyes wide, no wonder ** said Miss Yang was cruel.
After giving the medicine, Yang Mo put the young master on her shoulder and patted him slowly from bottom to top. After patting for a while, the young master burped twice in a row, and then Yang Mo put the young master down.
The young master's skin had turned yellow overnight, and it had not improved significantly as she had expected yesterday.
Ji Zizhuan came in with Mr. Bai. Seeing the condition of the child, Mr. Bai shook his head and said, "It's definitely not possible to just take herbs. Miss, you should think of other ways."
What should I do? The blood has been replaced, what else can I do?
Yang Mo looked at the young master's popliteal vein which was already blue and red.
The young master on the bed suddenly twitched and vomited out the medicine he had just taken.
"How can this be so good!" Mrs. Tuesday couldn't help shouting in her eagerness.
"Is blood transfusion not working?" Ji Zizhuan couldn't help but ask.
Yang Mo shook his head, "The amount of blood transfusion is not enough. The young master can clearly see that there are too few blood vessels to be used. It is useless to insert them in waves."
"What should we do?"
Is it possible that we have no choice but to give up and watch the young master just...
Yang Mo turned her head to look at Princess Chunjun, "Tiffany, please go and ask if anyone is willing to let me cut my wrist to save the young master."
Even though Princess Chunjun was calm, she couldn't help but her face changed slightly. Mrs. Tuesday next to her opened her mouth even more, "Slit your wrists? Then... isn't that going to kill you?"
Yang Mo said: "Although no one will die, he will inevitably suffer." This is a fact, and she must make it clear.
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