Qiu Tong came over with the plate, and suddenly saw the condition of the wound. Qiu Tong was not prepared and immediately shouted, "Ah..."
The maggots scrambled to crawl out, and their size was completely different from yesterday. The maggots had grown so big overnight.
"Tweezers." Yang Mo stretched out her hand.
It took Qiutong a while to react and hurriedly handed over the things.
"These are scissors."
The girl would definitely be scared when she saw this. She didn't expect this. Yang Mo looked at Wei Mao and said, "Give me the tweezers."
"I'll come, I'll come," Qiutong immediately handed over the tweezers again. Her face turned red but she resisted the discomfort, "I'm already fine."
Yang Mo nodded, took the tweezers, and put all the maggots crawling out of the wound into the tray.
Seeing the fat and big maggots writhing in the porcelain plate, Zhu Shan was the most excited. He stared intently. Every time Yang Mo took out a worm, his eyes would light up.
Yang Mo counted carefully, and Qiu Tong and Wei Mao beside her also helped count.
Although Gao Zhengchun didn't feel any pain, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body. It was okay, it was okay, the bug had been pinched out, and the most difficult time was over.
Yang Mo was cleaning the bugs and looking at the wounds. Ji Zizhuan also stood aside and looked at them carefully.
"Mr. Ji, look at it, is there a lot less rotten flesh? Now the blood vessels can be seen clearly."
Ji Zizhuan's eyes followed the movement of the clip in Yang Mo's hand.
It's true, the rotten flesh is really gone, and what's left is the pink flesh. I didn't expect maggots to have such a curative effect. It only took one day to change the appearance of the wound.
"Rinse with salt water." Yang Mo ordered.
When the salt water is poured down, the maggots crawling out faster.
"The wound is not serious, but the redness has improved, which means that the treatment is effective. In this way, as long as it is used two or three times, the wound can be directly cleaned and sutured."
Yang Mo said and looked at Wei Mao, "How is the patient doing today?"
Wei Mao said: "The fever has gone away."
Yang Mo looked at Ji Zi Zhuan with a smile, "Mr. Ji, this method has worked."
It took Ji Zi Zhuan a while to come back to his senses. A lot of the swollen rotten flesh had disappeared, and the maggots had become several times larger than when they were put down. If he hadn't seen what he saw before him, he would never have believed it.
Zhu Shan was dancing behind him.
Everyone in the whole room was dumbfounded after seeing the maggots taken out.
Miss Yang is so powerful that she dares to use such methods.
Zhu Shan babbled, "Why didn't I think of taking it out so quickly? Why didn't I think that these things would come out on their own after rinsing them with salt water."
While Zhu Shan was chattering to himself, Yang Mo said: "Bring fresh maggots."
Zhu Shan immediately handed over the porcelain jar.
With the first experience, it will be easier the second time. Rinse and place the maggots before bandaging them.
After Yang Mo took care of it, she stood up and came out of the consulting room.
As soon as I walked out of the door, I heard someone say: "Congratulations to Miss Yang for finding a new way to treat injuries."
Ji Zizhuan looked at Yang Mo who was smiling slightly. It was impossible to say that Miss Yang's previous recipes were all secret recipes of the Yang family. But now Miss Yang is using Zhu Shan's method. One year
Zhu Shan had approached him before with bugs, but he didn't believe it and thought it was nonsense.
So, this has nothing to do with the secret recipe, it’s with the vision. Only by broadening the vision can we achieve Miss Yang’s current achievements.
Zhu Shan was so happy that he didn't know what to do. He was running around the room like a bird, looking even crazier than usual.
"Mr. Ji, how is it? Is it really effective?"
Ji Zi Zhuan was quickly surrounded by surgeons as he walked out the door.
Ji Zi Zhuan nodded, "All the carrion that couldn't be removed with a knife was eaten by maggots, and it looks much better now." The most important thing is that it only happened overnight.
What method can make such a big change in the wound overnight?
"Miss Yang," the doctor from the nearby pharmacy came and said, "We also have seriously injured patients there. Can we bring them all to Baohe Hall for treatment?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone laughed, "Jia San, you speak quickly."
Yang Mo said: "We are just starting to treat the disease now. It will take a few days to know the results." This is the first time she has used this method personally. Although she has read many medical journals, it is just theoretical knowledge.
"Besides, I have to ask Mr. Zhu if there are enough maggots there."
Hearing what Yang Mo said, everyone's eyes fell on Zhu Shan.
Zhu Shan had never been looked at directly by anyone like this since he raised flies. When he took the initiative to speak outside the house, everyone would look at him with disgust. He thought he would have to live with flies in his arms for the rest of his life.
"Lao Zhu, are there any bugs in your house?"
"How many patients can we save?"
"Yes, Lao Zhu, how much does it cost? Sell it to us to cure diseases and save lives!"
Zhu Shan, who was usually very crazy, suddenly became quiet after hearing these words. He opened his mouth in front of everyone and burst into tears, "It's done, it's done, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy... You all say I'm crazy..."
You all call me crazy..."
Many doctors spend a lifetime researching one topic. This was in modern times when research work was already commonplace. In ancient times, no one understood that it was not easy to persist in one's own ideas and even go bankrupt.
Yang Mo looked at the people around her, "Everyone, please go back first. It's not easy to get a lot of maggots in this season. Now that we know the method, we have to take our time in treatment."
Everyone responded, saluted Yang Mo, Zhu Shan and others and then exited Baohe Hall.
Zhu Shan cried more and more, especially when he saw everyone treating him, he felt unspeakably sad.
If it hadn't been for Miss Yang, no one would have known about him even if he died at home.
After all these years, I never thought that the person who believed him was a woman.
Thanks to this woman, the greatest blessing in his life was to meet Miss Yang.
Zhu Shan sobbed and choked, "Miss, I have been raising bugs for you all my life. As long as you want them, I, Mr. Zhu, will do everything possible to get them for you."
"My whole life... I'm satisfied now." With so many people willing to use his bugs, it's worth dying for him. Zhu Shan said and sat down, feeling for nothing around him, and then grabbed his own flower.
Pants, "Mom, mom, your fourth child is not crazy. Did you hear that? Your fourth child is not crazy. You can close your eyes."
Zhu Shan's crying kept coming from Baohe Hall. Gao Zhengchun and Mr. Gao both stood aside and wiped their tears.
"You're still alive in this life," Yang Mo walked over to look at Zhu Shan, "If you believe me, you can do other things besides raising insects in the future, but you can't raise them casually like before, you have to do it every day.
Write it down like a pulse record." The most important thing in scientific research is to observe and record systematically with purpose and plan, and then gain further understanding from it.
Zhu Shan nodded hurriedly, "Just do whatever the eldest lady says."
Yang Mo just wanted to bring Zhu Shan's research to a formal level. Now that insects have been researched, she will do other research in the future. The situation of Zhu Shan's family is not good, so she is willing to give out money for Zhu Shan's use.
Yang Mo and others were talking in Baohe Hall, and people outside asked each other, and found out that Miss Yang's method was effective again. The Qiao family soon learned the news.
The mother in charge told Mrs. Qiao, "It said it was useful. Many people gathered around that crazy Zhu Laosi and asked him for maggots."
Qiao Yuechan felt a cold feeling in her chest, and Yang actually did it again.
After hearing the news, Mrs. Qiao stood up and asked, "What's the method? How do I use insects?" She didn't want anyone to cut off her nose. Only those who committed crimes would suffer such a punishment.
"Mother," Qiao Yuechan hurriedly persuaded, "Mother, please don't believe in Baohetang's shady methods. You should listen to the imperial doctor and let the imperial doctor treat you. In the future... you will think of something else in the future."
"What do you know?" Mrs. Qiao's eyes were full of anger and she pushed Qiao Yuechan's hand away. "I might as well die if I look like that. I... will become the laughing stock of others. That Mrs. Huang just has bigger teeth."
She was called a rabbit, even when she ate a piece of cabbage, everyone couldn't help but laugh, she was only thirty years old and already stayed at home, I lost my nose... Wouldn't it be a day in the day..."
Mrs. Qiao's eyes were blue, her hair was messy, and her swollen nose looked very scary, like a ghost with its teeth and claws.
Qiao Yuechan's scared tears flowed down her face.
"Go...go and invite Mrs. Yang from Baohe Hall to come. As long as she can cure my disease, I...I will kowtow to her."
The mother in charge didn't know what to do. She looked at Mrs. Qiao and then at Qiao Yuechan.
Mrs. Qiao stared, "I'm not dead yet. Is it useless for me to speak?"
The mother in charge was startled and said hurriedly: "Madam, don't be angry, I will go here and treat you well."
The mother in charge said and stepped back.
After half an hour, the steward's mother came to report, "I went to invite you, but Mrs. Yang refused to come."
Mrs. Qiao said in a panic: "Have you told her that I am willing to sign that document of hers? Even if she doesn't come, I can go..." At this point, Mrs. Qiao almost threw herself off the bed.
She had nightmares every day these days, dreaming of being laughed at without her nose. The words she used to laugh at others were all used on her. Even Mrs. Huang could go out because the ladies in Beijing had a new joke.
The steward's mother said: "My slave said that Madam Yang said... she can't cure Madam's illness."
Mrs. Qiao's whole body sank.
Qiao Yuechan opened her eyes wide, "How dare Mr. Yang do this."
"It's all you," Mrs. Qiao looked at Qiao Yuechan, "If you hadn't come up with that method, how could Mrs. Yang not have come? She cured your father's illness."
Her father beat her, and now her mother blames her. She just wants someone to teach the Yang family a lesson. Qiao Yuechan looked at Mrs. Qiao in shock, "Mother...why does the mother say this to her daughter? It's all the Yang family..."
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I wanted to update as soon as possible today, but it's this time again. Can I update 555? I'll go down and code.