Mrs. Qiao was feeling nauseous, and when she heard what the steward mother said, she couldn't help bending over and vomiting.
Qiao Yuechan hurriedly took the spittoon from the maid's hand and said, "Mom, don't worry, we will definitely find a cure."
Mrs. Qiao shook her head with a pale face.
The steward's mother whispered: "Madam, just listen to the young lady. When I heard about this method, I felt disgusted and surprised. Miss Yang is not as powerful as what is said outside. I think she can only cure a few diseases.
We should listen to the Imperial Hospital and let the surgical doctors treat the disease as early as possible."
The surgeon, those people said, they need to cut her nose open, and if it still doesn't heal, they will cut it off... Mrs. Qiao looked at the mother in charge.
That fierce look made the housekeeper's mother shudder.
"You want the master to divorce me and bring a new wife into the house."
The mother in charge immediately knelt down and said, "I have no intention of doing that. Seeing that Madam's illness is getting worse day by day, I am worried."
Mrs. Qiao leaned lifelessly on the big pillow. When she lowered her eyes, she could see her swollen nose. Those strange powders were sprinkled on her every day, but they didn't get better at all...
"Mom, I heard that there is a doctor in Tongzhou who is good at treating carbuncles, so I invited him to treat my mother."
Mrs. Qiao shook her head. She had used many strange methods. She had had enough, had enough...
Seeing her mother's ashen face, Qiao Yuechan felt a fire burning in her chest, "Mother, we will find a way. No matter what method it is, it will be better than that woman using maggots to treat the disease."
It is completely unheard of for anyone to use live maggots to treat diseases.
Mrs. Qiao lost her energy and closed her eyes without speaking. Qiao Yuechan shed tears for a while before following her mother in charge out of the house.
"What's going on?" Qiao Yuechan asked her mother in charge in a low voice.
The steward's mother said: "I heard that you need to put maggots on the wound."
Qiao Yuechan felt nauseous, and Yang felt as sick as maggots.
"Can it be cured? Has anyone said it can be cured?" At this time, she wanted to find out whether Yang's method could cure the disease.
The mother in charge shook her head, "I heard that even Mr. Ji Zizhuan thought it was inappropriate, but the Yang family... insisted on going his own way, and the use of maggots was the idea of Crazy Zhu from the south of the city. Crazy Zhu's ancestors killed pigs and sold meat, so...
No one knows medical skills at all."
Qiao Yuechan sneered when she heard this, Yang was crazy to use that person.
"Miss," the steward's mother didn't know whether to say it or not, but finally made up her mind, "the master is busy with the affairs of the court now, and now everyone in the inner house relies on the young lady. If the young lady cannot make up her mind, we... don't know what to do.
"
What does this mean?
Qiao Yuechan thought for a moment, "Mom, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
The mother in charge said: "Let the surgeon come and treat Madam quickly. Even if we use that method, it is better than... if this continues," she said, wiping her tears with her sleeves, "We are really afraid that Madam will make a mistake."
She is the one who is most afraid of her. If something happens to her father, if her mother becomes ill again... she doesn't know what to do, because the matter of encouraging prostitutes to go to Baohetang has already caused a lot of discussion among outsiders, and those who want to visit
Her mother's wife never came to visit her again, and Qiao Yuechan suddenly felt that she would be scared if she thought about it calmly. She was scared, and the current situation had to make her scared.
Without her reputation, her family to support her, and her mother who was devoted to her, she didn't know what to do.
"I'll go and persuade my mother. Maybe the treatment won't be as terrible as we thought."
The mother in charge nodded, "Miss, that's right."
Qiao Yuechan nodded, "When mother wakes up, I will persuade her..."
…
Compared to the chaos of the Qiao family, Yang Mo was very organized in doing things.
"brine."
Wei Mao immediately handed over the salt water, and Yang Mo carefully washed the little bugs.
Zhu Shan opened his eyes wide, "This will kill you."
"There are many more," Yang Mo said. "Some of them will die. If they die, don't use them. Use the ones that are alive."
What kind of method is this?
"There may be unclean things on your bugs. They need to be washed clean before they can be used to treat injuries."
Wei Mao's scalp felt numb when he saw it, and he felt that the insects crawled along his fingers and onto his scalp.
"Then what? Put it directly into the patient?"
Yang Mo said: "Ligate the undamaged blood vessels to prevent bugs from getting into places they shouldn't go."
Zhu Shan went from doubt to admiration. If there wasn't someone around him blocking him, he would have jumped up. Why didn't he think of this method before?
While they were talking, Mr. Bai came into the room to see the situation, "Is this possible?"
Before Yang Mo could speak, Zhu Shan rushed to say: "Compendium of Materia Medica records that for boils and boils, grain worms can be ground into powder, mixed with sesame oil and applied externally. Fresh ones are even better, take salty cold to detoxify, and disperse them with peristalsis.
also."
Although the Compendium of Materia Medica is written in this way, it is somewhat taken out of context. These are folk remedies after all. Mr. Bai looked at Zhu Shan and said, "I heard that you have cured a patient to death?"
Zhu Shan's big head trembled, and he wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but his face still looked a bit sarcastic, "I have also cured people."
What kind of statement is this? Zhu Shan really doesn't know medical skills, so he can say this.
Yang Mo looked at Mr. Bai and said, "Sir, don't worry, I know that this method is not impossible. Let's try it together. If it doesn't work, we can use amputation."
Miss Yang is no longer just practicing medicine. She has to rely on him to make decisions on everything. She has to discuss many pulse conditions with him. Mr. Bai nodded. The most important thing for a doctor is to have clear thinking, courage and carefulness. Unlike Zhu
Goodness will be questioned as long as you open your mouth.
"Hu Ling, go get blood and prepare to find suitable blood." If this method doesn't work, emergency surgery will be necessary.
Everyone was ready. Yang Mo looked at Gao Zhengchun and said, "Don't be afraid. Just think that if you pass this level, you can continue the imperial examination."
Gao Zhengchun nodded.
Yang Mo said: "Use a cloth to block it."
Zhu Shan crossed his legs and wanted to enter the consulting room, but was held back by a disciple of Baohetang.
"Mr. Zhu, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to go in like this. We all need to change into clean clothes when we go in."
He couldn't miss that scene, the moment he had dreamed of many times. It made people agree with his method and don't treat him as a madman. No, it didn't matter if he was a madman, as long as his method was feasible.
"I change clothes, I change clothes."
As Zhu Shan spoke, he took off his outer robe and wore a patchwork jacket and large flowered trousers. Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Mr. Bai looked at the crazy Zhu Shan and thought about how when he was young, he argued with his master over the addition and subtraction of medicine. Only by persisting in this way can he accomplish great things.
Crazy Zhu might actually do something big.
Everyone gathered in the clinic, and Yang Mo began to put the maggots into Gao Zhengchun's wound. "Put the maggots in. We have to bandage them to prevent them from crawling out."
Zhang Ge has seen people with maggots on their bodies. Those people come to seek treatment. They remove the maggots. He has never seen people actively putting these things into people's wounds. What does that feel like? Look at Gao Zhengchun's face.
of paleness.
Oh my God, what are they doing?
"It's bandaged. We have to wait until this time tomorrow to open the wound."
If you put maggots on your body for a day, what difference will one day make? Can it heal the patient's wounds?
If the master hadn't decided to treat him like this, he would have objected to it long ago. Zhang Ge turned to look at Xiao Quan, who had already glanced to the side.
Only Wei Mao and Qin Chong had been with the master for a long time, as if they were already used to it, and they believed in the master's medical skills more.
After coming out of the consulting room, shopkeeper Jiang immediately came over to greet him, "Miss, my uncle and cousin are here. I will invite you into the inner courtyard."
In Yang Molan's impression, her uncle didn't like to talk much, and her aunt took care of the whole family by herself.
Yang Mo took off her outer coat and walked over to greet him.
Mr. Zhang Er took Zhang Yuzheng and looked around the house. The decoration in the house was very simple and it didn't look like a resting place for girls. Even if his daughters went out to have some fun, the temporary rest room would have to be decorated.
Mr. Zhang Er had seen the Yang family's appearance before, and it was many times better than this. Mr. Zhang Er felt sad when he thought of this, and forgot about his wife's crying look.
Yang Mo stepped forward to salute Mr. Zhang Er. There was no smile on his uncle's face, but his soft eyes were completely different from those of his aunt who came to make trouble before.
"As I grow up, I also lose weight." However, he doesn't look so fragile, and there is a vitality in his eyes, as if he is a different person.
Mr. Zhang Er couldn't help but moisten his eyes when he thought of his dead sister, "Your mother died early...it's my fault that I didn't come to Beijing to see you."
Yang Mo didn't know what to say.
Master Zhang Er said: "I received a letter from the Chang family, saying that you refused the marriage and wanted to move out of the Chang family. Later, Mrs. Yang sent someone to send a letter saying that the Chang family treated you badly. What happened?
?”
Yang Mo didn't know where to start with these words, especially the Chang family. Those things she had experienced in her previous life, no one would really understand.
Yang Mo said: "After all, we are living under someone else's roof. If we happen to have such an opportunity, we just move out. Doesn't uncle know? Our family's property is in the hands of the Chang family. If we really treat a person well, we won't be like this. If the Chang family
If you value me, you won't do this, and you don't want such a marriage."
"You never thought that the marriage was decided long ago by the Yang family," Mr. Zhang Er said and sighed, "I heard from Mrs. Chang that the Chang family is still willing to get married."
The Chang family's willingness to get married was just superficial. They would hold her tightly as soon as she entered the door. She could deal with them, but she couldn't find a reason to do so.
For the deceased elders? For Chang Yining?
Yang Mo looked into Mr. Zhang Er's eyes with a smooth face, "Grandma loves me very much. As long as I live a good life, grandma will be happy and won't care who I marry. My father taught me that even though I am a weak woman, I must be strong."
Strong, because my mother is such a woman, and my elders have taught me many things, not just about this marriage."
Mr. Zhang Er frowned, what could be more important than the life of her parents, a woman should not be exposed in public.