Tong Yingfu confessed, and Yang Mo was no longer involved. Yang Mo and Ji Zizhuan were released from prison.
Seeing Master and Miss Yang, Hu Ling hurriedly came up to greet him, "Miss, Master, what disease does the person inside have? Can it be cured?"
Yang Mo and Ji Zizhuan looked at each other and smiled. This was the easiest disease for her to cure when she came to ancient times, scalp lipoma. She discovered it when she saw Tong Yingfu for the first time. This time she found Tong Yingfu's lipoma in the prison.
Before it was removed, she felt that she could fake it and make it real. Otherwise, for surgery like craniotomy, let alone here, in modern times she would only be qualified to observe.
"Thank you, Mr. Ji, for teaching me." Mr. Ji Zizhuan is an expert in treating these diseases. This time, he used Tong Yingfu to give her a detailed explanation.
"Miss Yang, please don't say that," Ji Zizhuan said. "Young lady can still do it even without me." He just nodded, and Miss Yang immediately understood that if she didn't have several years of skills, she wouldn't be able to do it at all.
No, Miss Yang is really a rare talent in medicine.
Ji Zizhuan thought of this and suddenly said: "Miss Yang said that if you open a person's head and cut off part of it, can the person really survive?"
Yang Mo said: "It's just that I think it will be like this. The brain controls people's behavior, emotions, etc., just like the six departments of the imperial court, each with its own responsibilities..."
When Yang Mo said this, Ji Zizhuan was very excited, "In other words, even if one part is cut off, the entire court will not be paralyzed..."
Yang Mo looked around cautiously. Her metaphor was really bad and made Mr. Ji Zizhuan gaffe.
Ji Zi Zhuan also closed his mouth, and Hu Ling also looked surprised, "Master, isn't this what you have always thought about?"
Ji Zi Zhuan was filled with joy, but Yang Mo couldn't help but said: "But it's not possible under these conditions. The brain is the most important part of the human body. If you are not careful, you will not be able to save the person, but will put the patient's life in immediate danger." There are no antibiotics.
, there is no anesthesia, no tools to stop bleeding, and no radiation to check where the lesions in the brain are, how can we do a craniotomy.
Ji Zi Zhuan also sighed, and his joy slowly calmed down, "Maybe there will be a way in the future."
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The news that Tong Yingfu's "illness" was cured by Miss Yang spread all over the capital. When Qiao Wenjing realized it, the real accounts of the Tai Hospital had been confiscated, and then the accounts were copied into several books. One was written by
The Metropolitan Procuratorate carefully compared it and sent one copy to the Ministry of Accounts for verification. The expenditures of the imperial court in these years were handled by the Ministry of Accounts. As long as they match the accounts of the Ministry of Accounts, it will prove that this account is genuine.
When Dong Zhao returned to the mansion, the maid immediately invited Dong Zhao to Mrs. Dong's room.
Mrs. Dong asked someone to bring tea to her son and said directly: "How did the errand go?"
Dong Zhao sat down and said calmly: "It went very smoothly. If we look at the fake accounts, the emperor would have eaten more than ten kilograms of bird's nests a day, and the Shangqing Court would have burned 60% of the Zhou Dynasty's tax money in one year."
, this account was sent to the emperor, and the emperor would never admit it, especially since the various rewards, disaster relief funds, and military pay issued by the imperial court in recent years have all shrunk. The imperial hospital still dares to do this, and the memorials of civil servants are also piled up.
Cabinet."
Mrs. Dong didn't expect it to be so simple, "Mr. Feng Ge didn't stop him? Did you check the account?"
King Xuan was one step ahead and handed over the accounts properly to him. He had a reputation as a errand, so it was justified. Dong Zhao said: "It was King Xuan who did it."
Mrs. Dong had a strange look on her face, "Has King Xuan not come to the mansion since he returned to Beijing? You two always like to talk together." Mrs. Dong looked at her son's expression as she spoke.
Dong Zhao said: "Mother, don't worry about this. Now the emperor is afraid of King Xuan, so it is clear that it is a good thing to have less contact with him."
Mrs. Dong felt that this was also the case. Putting aside this matter, she said, "Do you know Chen Shiyuan, the former bachelor of the Hanlin Academy? He came from a branch of the late empress's mother's family. Yesterday I went to the Chen family as a guest and saw that the third lady of her family was very pretty.
A talented woman with excellent calligraphy and painting skills, and a good female celebrity..."
Dong Zhao frowned when he heard this, "Mom, please put my affairs aside first."
Mrs. Dong could not let her son do whatever he wanted this time, "How can you let it go? How old are you? Children like you in Jingzhong are already married." She paused and said bluntly, "I know what you are thinking, Yang
The eldest lady is really not suitable. Even if the clan is willing to agree to this marriage, what do you want her to do in the future? Continue to practice medicine and cure diseases? When you get married, you have to obey the arrangements of your husband's family. How can you show your face outside and make people laugh? "
"I would rather accept her as my adopted daughter and buy her a generous dowry when she gets married..."
"Mother," Dong Zhao's face was already angry, "Thank you for being able to speak out. What does mother think is this? Charity? Not only does Miss Yang not know how to accept dowry, she also doesn't recognize you as 'mother'."
Mrs. Dong's eyes sank as she listened, "I have raised you for so many years, and you will run against me. I am thinking about you. Don't forget that the Dong family is not only the eldest son of the family, but there are also so many elders watching.
Come on." Mrs. Dong stood up as she spoke, her eyes darkening with excitement.
Dong Zhao hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
Mrs. Dong endured the discomfort and said, "Then... practicing medicine and treating diseases... won't happen overnight. Your father is about to return to Beijing. How will you explain it then?"
The emperor summoned his father to the capital to discuss the border war. After all, it was time to arrive in the capital in just a few days. Dong Zhao said, "Don't worry, mother. My father and I will naturally have something to say by then."
Mrs. Dong felt a buzzing in her ears and could only shake her head and look at her son.
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The lights in Chang's house were brightly lit all night, and Mr. Chang could not sit still, pacing back and forth in front of Mrs. Chang.
"It was already a case that was about to be concluded, but the servant who was released was arrested again. Tong Yingfu told everything at once. How can our family escape now?"
Mrs. Chang raised her eyes and said with a sneer in her voice, "I have already asked people to take care of it. Even if there is a trial, it will not implicate the master. There is no need for the master to worry."
Whenever something goes wrong these years, Mrs. Chang has to arrange for it to be dealt with.
Master Chang couldn't help but feel ashamed, "How can I not be anxious about such a big matter?"
As soon as he said this, the steward at the door trotted back and said, "The person who went to Shuntian Mansion to inquire about the news is back."
The Chang family asked someone to go to Shuntian Mansion to ask about the situation, but they didn't expect to come until now.
Mr. Chang stood up and went out. After a while, he entered the door with a pale face as if he had just walked into a ghost. When he crossed the threshold, he tripped and almost stumbled.
Mrs. Chang frowned, "What's wrong?"
Mr. Chang looked at the eldest wife who was bringing tea next to him, "My servant said that it was the young master of the Yang family who followed the wife's orders and killed him. The confession has been signed and stamped."
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I'm missing a thousand words because I'm too sleepy. I'll try my best tomorrow.
Thank you to Junxi's mother for the sachet, thank you to the running onion for the sachet, thank you to cocoyinying for the sparrow, thank you to the wise man for the peace talisman, thank ssssphinx for the peace talisman.