Gao Zhengchun shook his head firmly, "Then I won't be cured either. I stayed in Beijing just to sue Hou Zian and sue them for cheating in the examination room. When the court accepts the case, the examination can be reopened and I can take the entrance examination."
, I can pass the exam..."
Gao Zhengchun was only thinking about getting ahead in the imperial examination and changing the situation at home, so even though Qiu Wei had already issued the results, he still refused to go home to report the news.
Looking at a family of three with cleft lips and sallow complexion, it is impossible in modern times for people to push around because of a steamed bun family member.
Gao Zhengchun lowered his head sadly, "Otherwise I would be sorry for my wife and children."
Just because of this I would rather not have my hand treated.
Ji Zi Zhuan sighed, "It's not that easy to sue someone for cheating in the examination room. There have only been two re-examinations in the Zhou Dynasty. Besides, it's not certain when the Gongyuan will be reopened. Your injury won't delay that long.
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This statement could not be more clear. Not to mention that it is not easy to file a complaint, it is even more difficult to overturn the entire scientific examination. Anyone who has passed the examination will not be willing to take the test again.
"The ants are still greedy for life," Yang Mo ordered Wei Mao to hold Gao Zhengchun's hand, "see for yourself, your hand has rotted like this. You will die here in less than seven days, and your wife and children will all be there for you."
It's a grave loss, and your life is at risk, let alone suing someone for fraud in the examination room. Although there is no guarantee of recovery from surgery now, there is a chance of improvement. It is up to you to decide whether to treat or not."
Gao Zhengchun only felt indescribable pain in his arm, but he gritted his teeth tightly. When Yang Mo talked about the loss of his wife and children, Gao Zhengchun subconsciously looked at Brother Zhong and the somewhat crazy Gao on the bed. His wife and children would hope
They are all counting on him. If he dies like this, what will they do? There is no valuable thing left in the house. Who will take it in when they go back?
Now Baohe Tang is treating Zhong Ge's illness, but it is not possible to meet kind-hearted people like Miss Yang everywhere.
"A kind-hearted doctor showed it to me. He said that if the disease is serious, he will cut off the hand... He didn't scare me." Gao Zhengchun said, pale and trembling at first.
Yang Mo didn't hide it from Gao Zhengchun, "He didn't scare you. If your illness becomes serious, your limbs will be amputated." It has been recorded in "Lingshu Carbuncle Chapter" that it occurs in the toe and is called carbuncle.
If it is red and black, it will die without treatment; if it is not red and black, it will not die. If it does not fade, cut it off quickly, otherwise it will die.
Surgeons can now perform amputation operations.
Gao Zhengchun trembled and said, "Even if I don't cut it off, I don't know when I will be able to hold a pen."
Looking at Gao Zhengchun with an ugly face, Ji Zizhuan could only shake his head.
Some people spend their whole lives just for the imperial examination. Many candidates who submit to the Tribute Academy every year have reached their sixties. For scholars, the imperial examination is the most important thing. There is no difference between not taking the imperial examination and killing them. But at this time,
Ji Zi Zhuan still wanted to say a few words, "Do you know what is the rank of Minister Qiao? What is the rank of Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs? The wife of Minister Qiao asked Miss Yang to go for diagnosis and treatment, but Miss Yang did not go."
"Miss Yang has excellent medical skills. If you miss Miss Yang, no one will be able to cure your illness."
Gao Zhengchun understood the meaning of Ji Zi Zhuan.
Mrs. Gao over there rushed over at this time, "God damn it, you're trying to trick us two to death."
Gao Zhengchun looked at the crying Gao family next to him, and it took him a while to come to his senses. He climbed up with difficulty and kowtowed to Yang Mo, "We are penniless. Miss Yang's life-saving grace can only be repaid in the future."
Gao Zhengchun agreed to the treatment, and Yang Mo immediately ordered Wei Mao and others to prepare surgical tools and discuss with Ji Zizhuan how to cut out the rotten flesh and what medicinal powder to use to cover it.
After tidying up the inner room, Master Yang Mo moved Gao Zhengchun into the house, and several others put on clean robes before following him in.
Yang Mo said: "First we need to debridement, rinse repeatedly with salt water, and then use anesthetic wine."
Wei Mao and others listened carefully.
Gao Zhengchun endured the pain.
As soon as the knife is cut, pus and blood will flow out, and the sight of blood will make the heart beat faster.
Xiao Quan had seen Brother Zhong's situation and was much calmer now. He helped Wei Mao pass the clean cloth with a clip.
Squeeze out all the pus and blood.
Yang Mo said: "That piece of cloth is for the patient to bite."
Although homemade anesthesia was used, the pain was still unavoidable. To prevent the patient from biting himself, the patient had to bite the cloth tightly first.
Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan, who also picked up the scalpel.
Zhang Ge and others were shocked to see it. They didn't expect that the master's surgical skills were no worse than Ji Zizhuan. Such a weak woman was not afraid at all when dealing with such vague flesh and blood.
Yang Mo looked at the wounds carefully, trying to treat Gao Zhengchun's injuries as small as possible so that he could recover sooner.
The scalpel cut open the skin and cut away the rotten flesh, and Gao Zhengchun made a "wow" sound from his mouth.
Mr. Gao outside heard the sound and collapsed to the ground in fright.
The blood was pouring out continuously. Yang Mo used a cloth to press it to stop the bleeding. She tried her best to see the direction of the blood vessels and be sure not to accidentally damage the blood vessels.
"Mr. Ji, stop it." Yang Mo frowned and shouted suddenly.
Ji Zizhuan raised the scalpel and looked at Yang Mo.
Yang Mo shook her head.
What does Miss Yang mean? Ji Zizhuan looked in the direction of Yang Mo's finger.
"The blood vessels and the carrion can no longer be distinguished, so we can no longer cut them off." The blood vessels and nerves have been stuck together. Cutting off the large blood vessels now will damage the large blood vessels. The arm cannot be saved, and amputation may still be possible without preparations.
He will bleed to death.
Many surgeries are found to be incurable after being opened.
"Mr. Ji, let's suture it first!"
This will definitely not cure it.
After a simple treatment, Wei Mao took out the cloth strip from Gao Zhengchun's mouth.
Gao Zhengchun was covered in cold sweat and looked at Yang Mo with trembling lips, "Miss Yang, is my illness incurable?"
Yang Mo was silent. The most uncomfortable thing for a doctor is to be helpless when faced with a disease. She was not sure of curing Brother Zhong, and she was not sure of curing Gao Zhengchun either.
What to do, what method should be used, Yang Mo's mind was full of the development history of Western medicine, and what medicine doctors used to treat injuries when there were no antibiotics.
In front of Yang Mo was Gao Zhengchun's wound, and Ji Zizhuan slowly applied medicinal powder on it.
By the way, World War I.
Yang Mo suddenly remembered that maggots are used to treat trauma. Maggots, like leeches, are biological therapies. They were widely used when antibiotics were not available. Now they are also used for wounds that are resistant to antibiotics.
But Yang Mo wasn't sure if such a thing could be found now. Moreover, there were no laboratories in ancient times and there were no sterile maggots. Now, in this season, where can we find ready-made maggots?
A method I originally thought of was overturned.
"What did Miss Yang think of?" Ji Zizhuan was already familiar with Miss Yang's silence. Every time Miss Yang was silent, there would be new treatments.
Yang Mo looked at Ji Zi Zhuan and asked, "Mr. Ji, have you ever heard of meat maggots being used as medicine?"
She didn't ask clearly because she was afraid that Ji Zizhuan would think her idea was too unfeasible.
Ji Zizhuan thought for a while, Yang Mo thought Ji Zizhuan would shake his head, but Ji Zizhuan seemed to suddenly remember something, "Miss Yang also heard that Zhu Shan used maggots to treat diseases?"
Yang Mo was surprised by Ji Zi Zhuan's words. He didn't expect that anyone would use maggots to treat diseases in this era.
"Mr. Ji said Zhu Shan used this method?"
Ji Zi wrote the seal on his jaw, "But Zhu Shan's method is unacceptable. He used those fresh maggots to make it... It's unbelievable."
Really use fresh maggots.
Regardless of whether maggots can be used or not, Yang Mo wants to see this Zhu Shan, "Can Mr. Ji find Zhu Shan?"
Ji Zizhuan frowned and said, "Is it possible that the eldest lady really wants to use Zhu Shan's method? That method can kill people. Now no one in the capital comes to see him for medical treatment. I heard that he usually hides away
People who live among maggots and flies in the house and rarely step out of the house...cannot be trusted."
Besides, it's really disgusting.
Inviting such people here is not to ruin the reputation of Baohetang.
Yang Mo thought for a moment, she couldn't miss such an opportunity. She obviously had a history of biological therapy, and now she couldn't even look at him when she met him.
Yang Mo paid attention and said, "Mr. Ji, please ask Zhu Shan to come over. I just want to ask him whether he can use this method or not."
Ji Zizhuan regretted that he mentioned Zhu Shan. If he ruined Miss Yang's affairs, it would be extremely difficult for him to make up for it.
But Miss Yang had made up her mind. Ji Zizhuan looked at Hu Ling and said, "Just take someone to Zhu's house and see if Zhu Shan still uses this method."
Zhu Shan did not come from a medical family. He had not been a doctor for three generations and did not take his medicine. Zhu Shan did not know about herbal medicine or acupuncture, so few people came to him for diagnosis. Besides, Zhu Shan disappeared for a long time since the last lawsuit.
, maybe now they have given up on the appalling treatment method.
Hu Ling went to invite Zhu Shan, and Yang Mo went to rest in the inner courtyard.
Yang Mo smelled the aroma of food as soon as she entered the room, and her stomach immediately growled. She was looking for a book to read, but she didn't realize that it was already time to eat.
Zhou Chengling opened the food box and brought out the dishes one after another. The appearance of laying out the dishes was the same as when he was reading official documents. His eyes looked up at her clearly, making her heart skip a beat.
Two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls of rice.
Zhou Chengling waited for her to eat like this, which made her feel very embarrassed.
Looking at the thin figure approaching, Zhou Chengling put a large plate of fried meatballs over. No wonder she was getting thinner and thinner. She didn't eat easily and was not punctual. She also liked to read while eating. Medical science was already well understood in her mind.
Put it on yourself but forget it.
Everything was ready, Yang Mo couldn't refuse, so she sat down and picked up her chopsticks, and the two of them started eating in silence.
Another advantage of having Zhou Chengling by her side is that she can no longer use her bad habits. She has to follow this person's eating rules, so she can't go too far if she is not convinced. No matter what this person does, he always behaves the same way.
I can't say that I'm particular about it. Even if I move my hands and feet so neatly, look at my nose and heart, and eat my meal, it's as if I'm writing in regular Chinese characters.
I don't know if Zhou Chengling heard what she said outside, but fortunately he could be so calm and didn't show any disgust at all.