The tube was quickly cut off and handed over to Yang Mo. Yang Mo took the needle and inserted it into Brother Ming's back, inserting the needle slowly. Yang Mo's clothes were soaked with sweat in an instant.
The child is thin and different from ordinary people, so she must be extra careful not to injure her lungs.
The needle moves forward little by little.
Hold it firmly with your hands without any deviation.
Wei Mao next to him held the child tightly, fearing that the slightest movement would hinder the master.
Blood flowed out from the other side of the tube and fell drop by drop on Yang Mo's feet.
Yang Mo was looking for the feeling of a needle breaking through. She didn't know whether the child was too thin or she was too nervous, but she still couldn't feel it...
Suddenly, with a flick of the needle, she found it, right here.
Gao's voice came from outside, "What's going on? What's going on?"
Brother Ming's arms were clasped behind his back in a hurry, looking miserable and helpless. A little child has to suffer so much just after he came into this world.
As soon as Wei Mao let go of his hand, a steamed bun fell out of Ming Ge's bulging arms. Gao hurriedly ran out to buy it. He only carefully took a small bite on the steamed bun. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell.
The little child is eating the steamed buns like a treasure.
If he died like this, he would not even be willing to take a big bite of steamed buns in this world.
Wei Mao felt sad in his heart, and tears burst out from Xiao Quan next to him. He had seen dead people when he was studying medicine with his previous master, but he had never seen anything like this. He was obviously dead but still had his clothes taken off.
Pricked with a needle, a small body twisted and curled up there, so scary.
He felt cold and painful. Thinking about how carefully Gao carried the child over, she must have never expected that the child would be treated like this...
He didn't understand for a moment, was this really saving people?
Yang Mo had no time to care about this. She looked intently at the drainage tube on the child. She reached out to take the syringe that was handed to her and connected it to the tube to aspirate. The liquid was immediately drawn into the syringe.
The mother-in-law at the door failed to stop Mrs. Gao and let Mrs. Gao barge in. When Mrs. Gao saw Brother Zhong on the bed and the strange things on Brother Zhong's body, she couldn't help but her heart beat. Her eyesight went dark and she didn't know who was going on.
Yang Mo turned around and took a look, seeing the fallen Gao, "What are you doing standing there? Help her to the bed quickly."
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Jiang Ping was carrying a smelly man to Baohe Hall. Hearing the noisy sounds inside, Jiang Ping couldn't help but hesitate. The master had told him that as soon as he found this man, he would be brought into Baohe Hall. Should he go in?
Jiang Ping didn't think for too long, and went to the inner room with the man. The young man in the room didn't know what he saw, and ran out with a pale face and covering his mouth.
Miss Yang's voice came from the room, "What are you doing standing there? Help her to the bed."
The woman outside heard this and immediately came in to help. As she was coming and going, Jiang Ping could clearly see the situation in the house. The man next to him began to tremble and suddenly burst into tears.
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There was a dull cry outside, but Yang Mo had no time to pay attention, and her eyes fell on the syringe.
Empyema, just as she thought, brother Zhong had pneumonia which caused the empyema.
Only by suctioning out the pus can the patient resume breathing.
Nothing could be drawn out of the needle. Yang Mo pulled out the needle and looked at Wei Mao, "Turn the child over."
Xiao Quan, who was next to him, clenched his hands tightly and stayed there, watching helplessly as Wei Mao turned the child over. The child's nose seemed to be flaring slightly, and the bruises on his face seemed to be melting away little by little.
Xiao Quan's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. What was going on?
Yang Mo tilted Brother Zhong's head back to make his airway as clear as possible, and Brother Zhong gradually recovered.
"Okay, okay." Wei Mao shouted excitedly, "Master, live, live."
Yang Mo looked at Wei Mao and said, "Draw blood from the patient for blood matching." At this point, Yang Mo suddenly remembered something. In the past, blood transfusions were all from the patient's family members, but now only the Gao family and her son were used here.
With two, matching is not that easy.
People in ancient times were still afraid of drawing blood. It was impossible for her to get people from the street to prepare blood. Even if she used blood from doctors and clerks in apothecary shops, she had to get everyone's consent.
Yang Mo thought for a moment and then told Wei Mao, "Try to find as many people as possible to test. Post a document and recruit healthy people to test the blood. Once selected, we will reward you with five taels of silver."
Rules for using blood must be established sooner or later. It is impossible for every patient to get free blood. When he cannot get it, he must find other ways.
Wei Mao was startled. This was something that had never been done before. Five taels of silver were competing for blood. He didn't know what would happen.
Yang Mo was about to ask Mr. Bai to come over to discuss Brother Zhong's condition when she turned around and saw Zhou Chengling.
Why was Zhou Chengling here? When did he come? Why didn't he have any impression? He was standing next to her, but she couldn't feel it.
Yang Mo whispered: "When did you come?" In modern times, she and Chen Dong often quarreled about work. Chen Dong said that she worked like a robot, and she was also not interested in his political intrigues.
On the surface, the relationship between individuals was not affected at all, but when she found out, she realized that everything had been broken.
When she was with Zhou Chengling, whenever she looked at him, she could always see her own thoughts in his eyes.
She didn't expect to be understood by an ancient person.
But he didn't expect to meet Zhou Chengling.
She was hesitant and afraid.
She set many barriers in her heart to reject Zhou Chengling, but he never gave up.
They have known each other for hundreds of years, why can't they give each other a chance? He works so hard, why should she be so harsh on him?
It would be too unfair to blindly ask others to see how much she has given.
This time Yang Mo did not dodge but generously met Zhou Chengling's gaze.
As long as she is treating patients, she will be extra focused. It seems that she will not notice anyone coming around. This is good, so as not to be disturbed by others and make the room a mess. If you don't have a firm temper, you will definitely be affected.
Zhou Chengling said: "When you ask me to cut the pipe."
It turned out that at that time, she thought it was the doctor around her who was helping her. Whatever she asked for, Zhou Chengling would immediately hand it over. If Zhou Chengling practiced medicine, he would definitely have great achievements. He seemed to accept everything easily and never went too far.
Rigid and sophisticated, this is what makes him different from others.
Hearing Mr. Bai's voice from outside, Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling and said, "I'll go outside to discuss the two sides with Mr. Bai."
She never talked to him in front of others, this was the first time.
Although no one had recovered from the panic just now, and her voice was extremely low, no one would notice it, but she looked at him naturally and did not avoid his gaze.
Zhou Chengling nodded, and Yang Mo opened the curtain and walked out.
"Miss."
Yang Mo walked to the front hall and shopkeeper Jiang came over immediately.
Shopkeeper Jiang continued: "Shilang Qiao's house invites you to come over for medical consultation."
Qiao Mansion really had the nerve to come to the door. Yang Mo raised her head and saw the steward of Qiao Mansion with a flashing expression in the drug store.
"I won't go. In the future, I won't go when anyone from the Qiao family comes to invite me." Yang Mo's voice was neither high nor low, just enough for everyone in the drug store to hear.
A look of disdain suddenly appeared on the face of the steward of Qiao Mansion. If another pharmacy spoke to them like this, they would definitely start a riot, but this is Baohetang. Everyone in this street only follows the Yang family. Who dares to be here?
Noisy with Mr. Yang.
The steward of Qiao Mansion rolled his eyes and said, "It's not that if someone comes to ask for help in case of illness, he shouldn't ask... whether he is rich or poor, whether he is rich or poor, old or young... Yan... Hey, good friends, Huayi, stupidity, common people, etc.
Can Miss Yang be treated by someone else?"
The steward of the Qiao Mansion stammered, and Yang Mo, who was about to turn around and leave, turned her eyes away again.
It's rare that Qiao Yuechan even read the great doctor's sincerity in "Essential Prescriptions for Emergencies" and stopped her mouth with such words.
Yang Mo smiled slightly and ordered shopkeeper Jiang, "Give the manager of the Qiao family a copy of the document we wrote when treating bayberry sores. If the patient can sign it with his own hands and come to my pharmacy for medical treatment in person, I will think about it and follow the general instructions.
If you are a sincere doctor, you should learn from the pedantic, cowardly and incompetent Mr. Dongguo."
"Even if Zhongshan Wolf is desperate and encounters Mr. Dongguo, he still has to beg first," Yang Mo looked at the steward, "Isn't it right?"
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter outside Baohe Hall.
The manager of the Qiao Mansion suddenly turned red. Miss Yang not only refused to go to the hospital for diagnosis and treatment, but also refused to show any kindness to him. She even gave the documents signed by those romantic women for his wife to sign.
What is it to be a Qiao family? What is it to be a wife?
"Miss Yang, how dare you do this..." The steward of the Qiao Mansion mentioned the aura on his body, but he was just a teenage girl, so there was no need for him to be afraid.
"You go back and report to the master, madam, and young lady. If you have any grudges, grievances, or complaints, and you want to bully an orphan like me at will, it will not be that simple from now on. Mrs. Qiao's illness is not caused by me. I am polite and honest.
If you want to discuss it, it can’t be said about me.”
The steward of Qiao Mansion was speechless.
Yang Mo turned around and said, "The affairs of my Yang family and Qiao family are open to discussion. If you think I am wrong, you can laugh at me."
If Madam heard what Yang said, she would definitely faint with anger. Even the eldest lady did not expect that Yang would refuse like this.
The steward of Qiao Mansion stood there.
I don’t know who said it first, “I’m told it’s incurable, why don’t you leave quickly.”
"Yeah, let's go quickly. Why are you stuck here?"
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Hearing the noise outside, Jiang Ping looked at his master, "Do you want me to go out and drive them away?"
Zhou Chengling shook his head, knowing that she could handle it well, why should he extend a hand? All he had to do was listen to her words and feel happy for her.
She is not the pedantic Mr. Dongguo, but the Qiao family are ungrateful and shameless people.
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"Luckily you come from a family of officials, even folk women will not be so vulgar." Someone pushed aside the crowd, and a lady wearing a lotus-colored Ruyi moiré pattern and a long skirt came over surrounded by servants.
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I forgot to mention it yesterday. Thanks to md12 for the reward of He Shi Bi. I will add more when I have time.