Wang Zhenting looked at the door, but saw no one walking in.
Yang Mo kept looking at Shen Weiyan's injuries from the hemostatic forceps. She had to check every place.
Shen Weiyan looked at Miss Yang's nervous look. Her hands were already shaking a little, but she still did not give up. She had always been like this and never let go of any patient she encountered.
Not only did he fail to help this time, he also dragged her down. Shen Weiyan felt his chest was heavy and he was increasingly out of breath. Seeing Wang Zhenting rushing over, he wanted to stretch out his hand to block Miss Yang, but he couldn't use the strength. .
"found it."
Yang Mo suddenly shouted. The blood vessel was cut by the blade and she found the bleeding point. Yang Mo quickly picked up the hemostatic forceps and clamped the damaged blood vessel.
Wang Zhenting did not dare to look directly at the large amount of blood in front of him. How could Yang still dare to use these things to move around in the wound?
Shen Weiyan endured the pain and sweat kept flowing from his forehead.
"Qiutong, you need to rinse Doctor Shen's wound with salt water, then cover it with a clean cloth and wait for me to suture it."
Qiutong nodded.
Yang Mo immediately stood up and gave Shen Weiyan the blood that Mei Xiang had brought.
With blood and saline, I hope Shen Weiyan can survive it. Shen Weiyan's lip has been bitten and bleeding, but he still bites Yang Mo.
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When Dong Zhao returned from the training camp, lanterns were already lit in front of the palace. Tomorrow the emperor would have the civil servants and military officers from all over the court gather at the Shangqing Courtyard. As soon as midnight passed, everyone would bathe and change clothes and go to the gate of the Shangqing Courtyard to wait.
Dong Zhao went into the mansion and changed his clothes, and immediately called the steward of the mansion, "How is Wang Zhenting doing? What's the matter?"
The steward whispered: "Master Wang left the capital today, and no one has come back yet."
Wang Zhenting left the capital? Although Wang Zhenting was called to the capital for questioning and the guilt had not yet been determined, he could not leave the capital easily. Dong Zhao always felt that something was wrong and said, "Let someone go and take a look again." At this time, he could not be careless.
After Dong Zhao finished his instructions, he went to see Mrs. Dong to greet her. Dong Ji was talking to Mrs. Dong, "Get ready. It's best to talk less when entering the palace tomorrow."
Mrs. Dong nodded, "It's not the first time. I don't have to worry about it."
Dong Zhao stepped forward to salute his parents.
Dong Ji looked at his son and said, "Just going on patrol? The emperor often uses his noble sons to do errands these days. Have you ever heard what anyone would ask you to do?"
Dong Zhaodao: "The emperor has not been involved in political affairs for a long time. Even if he wants to make arrangements, he will not be so quick."
Dong Ji frowned and said, "You have to think about why it took me so long to come to Beijing without being summoned by the emperor. The military affairs at the border cannot be delayed..."
Mrs. Dong looked at the master cautiously. The master's return this time was particularly different, with a sense of impatience and anxiety.
"What did Prince Xuan say?"
Dong Zhao shook his head, "Your Majesty puts all his energy into collecting taxes and money to suppress Feng Dang."
"This day should have come a long time ago," Dong Ji said with a hint of joy on his face, "How are you? Does the prince want us to help?"
Dong Zhaodao: "We can't help with this matter."
Dong Ji's face suddenly turned ugly, "You and the prince have known each other since childhood. Now is a critical moment. In the future..." In the future, when King Xuan sits on the throne, they will be the ones who followed the dragon.
The atmosphere in the room became tense after the two father and son exchanged a few words. Mrs. Dong couldn't help but feel a little worried. At this time, she just couldn't get a word in and didn't know how to persuade him.
Dong Zhao seemed a little too calm, "I know my father's thoughts. In terms of friendship, outsiders don't know. We are indeed close to Prince Xuan. However, the current Prince Xuan or the future Prince Xuan are no longer the same as the one we were with when we were young. That Prince Xuan who learned hunting from you."
Regardless of whether King Xuan can ascend the throne in the future, what he wants to get is "king", "We will always be ministers, and ministers must have their duties as ministers. Not only must they have a future, but they must also keep their families and homes safe."
Mrs. Dong looked at the anger in the master's eyes and couldn't help but feel anxious. She was watching the family fall apart, the relationship within the clan was not well maintained, and now there was no affection between father and son when they met.
"If he were your brother, he wouldn't be as incompetent as you." Dong Ji mentioned the child who died in infancy, with anger in his eyes.
Dong Zhao lowered his eyes for a while and then said, "My son thinks it's a good thing that the court doesn't need me now."
Dong Ji couldn't help but sneered, and then raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Dong, "The good son you raised is said to be a nephew who follows his uncle. He is really different from our Dong family. Ever since he was injured on the battlefield last time, he has been doing nothing in the capital.
, and is also involved with that Yang family," he paused, "It's all because of you, and you ignored the etiquette and allowed a young lady who has not left the government to treat him. If you had known that there was such a disaster..."
Dong Ji snorted coldly.
The implication is that it would be better to die then.
Mrs. Dong's eyes turned red when she heard this, and her chest felt like a heavy stone was pressing down on her. The master would actually think like this.
She wanted to refute this sentence, but she couldn't speak after opening her mouth.
The father and son looked at each other, but she didn't know how to reverse the current situation.
"Your Majesty," the steward's mother from outside came in and said, "the steward from the front yard has come to give a reply to His Majesty."
Dong Zhao stood up and walked out of the house. The steward immediately came forward and said: "There is a girl outside the house, saying that something happened to the Yang family." If the Yang family of Baohe Hall had not been mentioned, he would have ignored it.
Dong Zhao frowned, "Where is he?"
The steward hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way.
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She will reverse the current situation. As long as Shen Weiyan's situation stabilizes, she will have time to deal with Wang Zhenting. Yang Mo's heart is clear. In this way, most of her worries will be reduced. Yang Mo thinks about entering the inner room.
Mingshi nervously held Yang Mo's hand, "Miss..." He hesitated to speak.
Yang Mo understood what Yang Mingshi was thinking, "Don't worry, everyone will be fine as long as I'm here."
Yang Mingshi said: "I have asked my family to prepare sticks. If they dare to take action, we will fight them to death. Don't worry, eldest lady, I have seen many bad and vicious bastards. I have plenty of means to deal with them."
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Yang Mingshi didn't mention Sister Hui, but showed her teeth and claws, because she was afraid that she would worry about Sister Hui again.
Yang Mo walked forward a few steps and came to Yang Mingshi's side and said, "They are all soft persimmons. They are afraid of me if I scare them. This is the Yang family's inner house, and I have the final say."
Wang Zhenting shouted: "What are you still doing? Come here!"
Yang Mo asked Mei Xiang to take the blood bag and enter the inner room.
Mrs. Bai half-leaned on the kang in a daze, looking as if she was about to die.
Yang Mo stepped forward to check Bai's condition. She put her hand on Bai's belly and touched it carefully. There were indeed contractions, but Bai's condition was not good and the strength of the contractions was not normal.
Wang Zhenting's eyes were somewhat cold, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to be very cold. "Can I give birth now? I want to ask you, do you hear me?"
Everyone in the room was terrified.
Yang Mo said: "It's not clear yet."
All eyes fell on Yang Mo. Wang Zhenting's temples kept twitching, "What do you know?"
Yang Mo stopped and turned to look at Wang Zhenting, "I hold the lives of your wife and children. If your wife and children came to me that night, if I hadn't treated her, they would not be in front of you now. How could you still
Is there any chance to threaten me in order to cure them?"
Yang Mo looked at Wang Zhenting coldly, "Mrs. Wang's illness cannot be cured overnight. If you want her, you must rely on me. You must do what I say, otherwise I won't be able to save her."
"If I had no way to survive, do you think I would still save her?"
Wang Zhenting's veins popped out and he gritted his teeth, looking as if he wanted to tear Yang Mo into pieces, but he could only clenched his fists tightly.
Yang Mo looked at Mei Xiang and said, "Bring the crushed medicine."
Mei Xiang hurriedly took out a small box from the medicine box, which contained roasted and ground medicinal powder.
"What is this?" Wang Zhenting asked.
"You will get better soon after taking this life-saving medicine." She would not tell Wang Zhenting that these were oleander leaves. Bai's life-saving medicine was in her hands, and Wang Zhenting could only do as she said.
Mei Xiang's fingers trembled. This is oleander. Oleander is poisonous. People will die if they eat it. There was a child in her village who used oleander branches as chopsticks to pick up vegetables and was poisoned. Now the eldest lady will
Feed bamboo and peach leaves to Bai. If Bai is so weak... she will die immediately.
Is the eldest lady going to die together? Wang Zhenting harmed Mr. Yang, and the eldest lady took this opportunity to take revenge.
If Bai Shi died, who knows what Wang Zhenting would do in a rage. Mei Xiang thought a lot at once.
As soon as the medicine was put into Bai's mouth, Mei Xiang's head suddenly felt like it was hit hard against the wall.
Yang Mo carefully diagnosed Bai's pulse. Oleander contains cardiac glycosides. In the past few days, she had been thinking about how to diagnose and treat Bai. Using oleander leaves was the best way, but she couldn't control the dosage accurately.
Try it in small doses.
When the invited Wenpo saw the situation in the room, she stood aside tremblingly, not knowing what to say, "Master, Mrs.... Mrs.... the situation... is hard to say."
Compared to Wen Po who was helpless, Yang Mo was much calmer, "The child only moved once in an hour. If the situation does not improve, the child would be in danger."
Wang Zhenting's face showed fear, "What should we do? How can we give birth to the child?"
"I have a way to induce pregnancy with acupuncture," Yang Mo said, raising her head, "But I have a request. First, the people you brought must retreat outside my house. Second, you must give me time to suture Shen Weiyan's wounds. Third, I have a request.
Third, you must listen to my arrangements and you must not have the slightest objection, otherwise I will definitely not treat you."
Wang Zhenting looked at Yang Mo in surprise, and now she actually made a request to her.
Yang Mo did not look at Wang Zhenting, "I can guarantee that besides me, you can't find anyone else for your wife to give birth to a child." At this point, Yang Mo paused, "You also want to tell me that my aunt and clan sister are here
where."
Seeing Yang's contemptuous expression, Wang Zhenting shouted angrily, "Ms. Yang, don't think you can blackmail me like this."
Yang Mo turned around and was about to leave, "Master Wang, please ask Gao Ming! I can't cure my wife's illness."