After being busy for a long time, everyone's eyes were on the sick horse. In order to test the horse serum, other medicines had been stopped to see if the sick horse reacted to the serum.
"Is there any improvement?" Yang Mo looked at Pei Du.
Pei Du checked it carefully and shook his head, "No, it looks more serious."
There is no improvement, this is impossible, what is the problem?
It's true that the sick horse has lockjaw, but the serum has no effect. Yang Mo looked at Pei Du and asked, "When did your horse get lockjaw?"
"Last year." Pei Du remembered clearly.
Did the antibodies in the horse's blood lose their effectiveness last year? Yang Mo wasn't sure. She had never done any pharmacological experiments on animals. Now she could only hope to find horses that had recently recovered from lockjaw.
"Another horse has been delivered." Wei Mao hurried over and said.
After hearing this, Yang Mo hurriedly went over to take a look. The horse this time was obviously different from the previous one. Although Yang Mo didn't know good horses, she could tell that this horse had four hooves in the snow and was two times bigger than an ordinary horse.
He stood there with his head held high and hissed arrogantly.
Just as Yang Mo was about to ask where this horse came from, he suddenly saw a tall, tall and handsome man wearing a blue robe.
Yang Mo stepped forward and saluted, "Your Majesty."
Dong Zhao nodded, his eyes bright and somewhat calm, and he said, "Ms. Yang is looking for a horse that can withstand the wind. My horse was sick just two months ago."
Yang Mo's eyes just focused on the horse.
Dong Zhao then continued: "This horse has a good pedigree. It has been bred since childhood and has a strong body. It has followed me on the battlefield. This time it got sick due to an injury to the horse's hoof. Now it has recovered from the disease and is back to its former self. Miss Yang sees it now."
But it still looks like you are sick?"
Dong Zhao was originally talking about horses, but Yang Mo somehow remembered Dong Zhao being sick in bed.
"We need to draw blood from the horse." After Yang Mo finished speaking, she raised her eyes to look at Dong Zhao.
A military commander cherishes his mount. No matter how careful he is, he will definitely damage the horse. This horse has been taken care of neatly from beginning to end. Dong Zhao must cherish it very much.
Dong Zhao stood under the shadow of the tree and nodded slightly, "I know you want to draw blood. My horse is not easy for others to get close to. I am here for you to do it easily."
Dong Zhao is a very serious person. It is difficult for such a calm person to accept new things. Regarding the use of horse blood to treat diseases, Yang Mo is certain that Dong Zhao will not believe it. In modern times, many people would find such a theory unbelievable.
, as if it came from one person's fantasy.
Why did Dong Zhao believe it and send the horse here in person? Maybe it was because she had saved him. In fact, in her heart, treating illnesses and saving people was what she should do, and it was not considered a favor.
Yang Mo thought and looked at Dong Zhao again.
There is a lot of trust in his deep eyes.
The eyes that fell on her included suspicion, surprise, resentment, and contemplation. It was rare to see such trust in her at a glance.
For some reason, Yang Mo suddenly felt that there was nothing to ask further, so she turned around and told Wei Mao, "Invite Pei Du to come and get blood, and we will try again."
Wei nodded and turned around to go to the front yard.
"Is this the disciple you have accepted?" Dong Zhao whispered.
Yang Mo nodded, "Wei Mao is Cheng Lao Ge Zuo's apprentice. Cheng Lao Ge Zuo asked him to learn some medical science from me."
Dong Zhaodao: "Is there already a formal apprenticeship ceremony?"
"Not yet," Yang Mo said, "I am planning to accept a few more disciples and salute together."
What surprised Yang Mo was that Dong Zhao was not surprised, nor did he think it was unreasonable. The women who accepted disciples here were all ladies raised in the inner house. How could they accept men? There was a lot of uproar in the capital these days, saying that she didn't know.
She doesn't expect others to understand her etiquette, but it's inevitable that she still feels a little incompatible with those around her.
Dong Zhao's posture was upright, and although his face was dark, he did not feel unhappy at all because of her words. It was obviously not a matter of etiquette that he did not refute her.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Mao and Pei Du rushed over with tools, and Dong Zhao gently patted the horse beside him.
Pei Du followed the previous method and searched for blood vessels on the horse. The horse was obviously a little anxious, snoring uneasily and moving its limbs.
"The veterinarian asked me to be by his side when he was checking on the horse." Dong Zhao's hand never left the horse's head.
The horse seemed to be quieter.
Pei Du hurriedly took the small bamboo tube handed over by Wei Mao and slowly pierced the blood vessel. When blood flowed into the porcelain jar, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The small porcelain jar was quickly filled to about seven or eight points. Yang Mo nodded to Pei Du, who quickly pulled out the small bamboo tube.
"Keep it well during these days and give it some good fodder. If... the horse blood is useful, maybe it will be used to save Mr. Han."
Dong Zhao nodded and ordered the boy next to him, "Just do as Miss Yang said."
The boy hurriedly responded.
The blood had been taken, but Dong Zhao stood there with no intention of leaving. Yang Mo ordered Wei Mao to get the serum, and Pei Du also left. Mei Xiang looked to the left and right cautiously, and there was no one else around.
Dong Zhao whispered: "Did you admit a patient before entering the palace?"
Yang Mo thought of Bai Shi, "Yes, a pregnant woman in the middle of the night."
"Did she say her husband's last name? Where do they live?"
Yang Mo said: "I didn't make it very clear. I call myself Bai, and I don't have many people around me. There are only four family members and an old woman." Yang Mo has always suspected that the old woman is not a relative of Bai.
Miss Yang was so smart, she wouldn't have noticed something strange at all, but still took the woman in for treatment. Dong Zhao thought of this and said, "Is that woman very ill?"
Heart failure in the third trimester of pregnancy is a serious condition, otherwise she would not have asked Mr. Bai to take proper care of her. Dong Zhao did not have any medical skills, but he could think of this and must have known the inside story.
"Is it related to political affairs?" Yang Mo asked tentatively.
Dong Zhao nodded, "Bai's husband's surname is Wang. Do you know Wang Zhenting?"
Wang Zhenting is not only the current magistrate of Anqing Prefecture, but also a former colleague of his father who reported his father's corruption. A few days ago, he was still counting his father's sins in Yangxin Hall.
The road between enemies is so narrow, how could Wang Zhenting's female family members find her home?
Dong Zhaodao: "Wang Zhenting's female family members went to Beijing with him and got separated in Tongzhou. The imperial court sent people to search for them for several days but to no avail. Wang Zhenting has asked his family to go back to report his funeral."
In such a hurry to report the funeral, Yang Mo heard what Dong Zhao meant. The whole thing was really strange. Not to mention that Bai was about to give birth. Even if Bai was not pregnant, her body should not have to work hard. What was the reason for this?
Let Bai risk his way to Beijing.
Could it be that Feng Dang does not trust Wang Zhenting?
Dong Zhao hesitated for a moment, but then said bluntly, "Wang Zhenting has done well in Anqing in the past few years. He will be promoted after completing the three-year examination, but the cabinet did not include him in the promotion list."
The cabinet has always been made by Mr. Feng Ge. Mr. Feng Ge was not willing to promote Wang Zhenting because he had doubts about Wang Zhenting. This time Wang Zhenting came to Beijing to testify and brought his family with him, which may not be what he wanted. But Wang Zhenting clearly favored Feng in the Yangxin Hall.
The old man in the pavilion is looking forward.
Perhaps it proves to some extent that Wang Zhenting still has a clear conscience.
Yang Mo's thoughts were pulled away, and the dying appearance of the Bai family appeared in front of her eyes.
"I don't know anything else," Dong Zhao said, "The Feng Party has been looking for Wang Zhenting's female family members. If they knew that Wang Zhenting's female family members were in your home, they would definitely try their best to blame Wang Zhenting's female family members' illness on you."
Dong Zhao has spoken clearly.
In this way, she could also threaten Wang Zhenting with Bai's life in hand, so she would have to make careful arrangements.
"I can't have people guarding your house. This may leave evidence. Feng Dang will attack us for deliberately restricting the Bai family. We can only tell Wang Zhenting about this and let Wang Zhenting choose whether to treat you."
Dong Zhao was asking what she meant.
Yang Mo looked at Dong Zhao gratefully, "Thank you, Master, for your help. Bai's situation is not good now, and she is twins. There are many things that should be known to her family." She is not a pedantic person, and she can't tell the difference.
Prioritize, "I'd like to trouble the prince to let the news out."
A flash of admiration flashed in Dong Zhao's eyes. People outside had too biased views on Miss Yang. They all thought this woman was as crazy as a witch doctor, but they didn't know that she was steady, smart, and knew how to stand her ground even if she was tit for tat. Dong Zhaogang
When she wanted to look away, her eyes naturally fell on Yang Mo's earlobes for some reason. The coral earrings made her cheeks blush and she was very beautiful. She was suitable for bright colors, so she stood bright and conspicuous among the crowd.
After sending Dong Zhao away, Yang Mo focused all her thoughts on Han Ji. The horse serum was injected into the sick horse. Now we will see how effective it is.
Yang Mo just asked Pei Du to check the sick horse. Qiu Tong came over hurriedly and said: "Master Han's condition is not good. Miss, please go and take a look!"
Han Ji's whole body arched, which was already an obvious angular arch reflex. He couldn't wait any longer. Even if the horse serum was effective in treating sick horses, it would be too late to use it on Han Ji.
Doctor Zhao said with sarcasm, "Miss, how should I treat it now?" The method used by Miss Yang was obviously not good. It couldn't even cure a horse, let alone a human.
"Use horse serum," Yang Mo looked at Wei Mao, "Bring the remaining horse serum."
Dr. Zhao's eyes widened when he heard this, "You are not afraid of killing people. You dare to use this medicine even if it may not be effective."
She did not invent horse serum. Although the anti-tetanus serum made from human blood in modern times is better than that from horses, the process of obtaining human serum is too cumbersome and the supply exceeds demand. Many large hospitals do not have it at all, so the ones that can be used in large quantities are horses.
Serum is like this in modern times, let alone ancient times when there was no high medical technology.
Only horse serum can be used.
Yang Mo told Qiu Tong, "Prepare disinfectant."
"You're crazy, Mrs. Yang, you're crazy, how dare you do this." Doctor Zhao pointed at Yang Mo's ugly face and shouted loudly.
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