Zhou Chengling sent Yang Mo out of the yard. He didn't expect that he would marry a woman who was busier than him. Yang Mo just stepped out. Hu Ling, who was waiting outside, came up and said, "Miss, the blood has been prepared."
Wei Mao said: "I have also found ice cubes. It is the middle of winter and there is no shortage of ice cubes."
Before Yang Mo could say anything, Xiao Quan, who was next to him, followed him again, "The operation is at Jijia Pharmacy. Everyone is here and we are just waiting for Master to come over."
After listening to these words, Yang Mo realized that she had walked far away. She didn't even bother to look at Zhou Chengling before leaving.
Just when Yang Mo thought of this, the voice of a doctor from another pharmacy rang in her ears, "Miss Yang really wants to disembowel the patient."
As soon as these words were spoken, a doctor looked over and said, "What are you talking about? Miss Yang wants to treat people."
But think about it, disembowelment sounds harsh but it is true. No one knows whether Miss Yang can save her this time.
Yang Mo took his apprentice to Jijia Pharmacy. When he entered the backyard and saw the tightly tied animals, Yang Mo sharply ordered his apprentice, "Change clothes."
Everyone changed their clothes and stood on both sides of the animal. Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan, and the two of them picked up the scalpel together.
…
Yang Mo didn't know that an operation would take so long. It lasted from noon to afternoon, and her vision began to deteriorate, but the livestock was still alive.
"Have someone bring a lamp." Yang Mo looked at Wei Mao.
Wei Mao hurriedly changed his clothes and went to make arrangements.
The Ji family's clerk found all the lamps in the drug store.
With so many lights above the head, it still feels like it's not bright enough. What should I do when the surgery actually starts? For an immature child like Miss Twelve, the incision is extremely small.
"Let's use the glazed lamp then!" Ji Zi Zhuan's voice came from the other side.
Yang Mo looked over.
Ji Zizhuan said: "Now let's ask someone to help us borrow colored glaze lamps. The more the better."
Hearing that Miss Yang was looking for a glazed lamp, there was a huge buzz of people outside.
"Let's go find the glazed lantern," I don't know who said it first in the crowd. Everyone suddenly changed from watching the excitement and said, "Help Miss Yang find the glazed lantern."
This was originally a drug store street. At first, some people left because they were looking for a light, and then more and more people walked away. Quietness returned to the outside of Jijia Drug Store.
When Yang Mo and Ji Zi's seals were finished, they came out of the yard.
There were already many people outside carrying glass lanterns, "Miss Yang borrowed the lantern."
Yang Mo raised her head, and her eyes were filled with people's smiling faces. Although it was the cold winter season, her heart felt very warm. Everyone looked at her sincerely. When Yang Mo walked down the steps, she stumbled accidentally.
The crowd was startled.
Everyone started asking, "Is the eldest lady okay?"
Yang Mo smiled and shook her head, "It's okay."
"Then...can that kind of treatment work?"
Yang Mo's voice was still clear even though she was tired, "Yes, but you have to try slowly. Every patient is different, so we have to be extra careful." They were going to Baohe Hall to discuss countermeasures now.
Yang Mo walked forward, and the crowd immediately parted to make way. Wei Mao, who was walking beside Yang Mo, looked left and right. He had never been stared at like this before.
Yang Mo and Ji Zizhuan entered the room to discuss the surgical plan, and shopkeeper Jiang outside the door began to turn off the lights.
When Yang Mo came back to her senses, it was already dawn. Unexpectedly, it was already dawn after being so busy. Yang Mo rested for a while in the medicine shop and then went to Master Zhou Qi's house to see Miss Twelve.
It took half a day to go back and forth like this, and I just returned to the drug store.
"Miss." Ajiu's voice came from the door.
Yang Mo looked over, and Ajiu stepped forward to report, "We have some clues about the medicine. Our Tenth Master invites you to come over."
There was news from Zhou Chengling, and the heaviest stone suddenly fell to the ground. Yang Mo put on her cloak and hurried to Zhou Chengling's medicine shop. As she walked, she asked Ajiu, "Have you tried it yet?"
Ajiu nodded, "I tried it. There were three water cauldrons. This morning, one of the things leaked out and smoked a sheep. But the medicine was very small. After using it, there was basically nothing left. My young master and Mr. Xiao used Zhu Shan
I made the record from beginning to end several times, and now it’s finally done.”
Was it Zhou Chengling who helped make it?
Yang Mo thought that Ajiu had already stepped forward and opened the door, and Xiao Ke's voice came from inside, "Can this sheep wake up?"
Then Zhou Chengling said: "She said she can wake up, sir, why don't you wait patiently."
Yang Mo walked into the house, and the sound of her footsteps was like snow falling on the ground. Although it was light, it was so clear in his ears, especially when he saw the smile on her face, and her eyes quietly curled up when she was happy.
Yang Mo walked straight towards Zhou Chengling.
Seeing the porcelain bottle next to Zhou Chengling, Yang Mo gently picked up the bottle. Even the less pure ether was enough.
She only paid attention to the medicine, and when she put down the things, she felt that she was so close to Zhou Chengling, so close that she could hear his breathing, and her heart suddenly tightened.
Their eyes met, and their eyes moved. It felt like they were whispering in front of others, which made her blush immediately. She was about to say something, but suddenly Xiao Ke said: "This medicine may not be useful." Even if he can really make something, he can't.
I don't believe that a woman knows how to use this thing.
Why people revere alchemy is because they need to know the creation of heaven and earth and all things. Only those who are Taoists and practice medical skills can gain a glimpse of the path. Only if they have a long-term vision and can understand the past and present and know the future generations, can they achieve success.
How could a person who didn't even know how to use an alchemy furnace use the prepared medicine?
Xiao Ke stretched out his hand to touch the sheep on the ground and frowned at Yang Mo, "This sheep has been treated with those medicines and seems to be unable to move. If Miss Yang wants to use this medicine to make the patient faint and wake up safely..."
Before Xiao Ke's voice fell, the sheep on the ground suddenly stood up.
Everyone gasped together and opened their mouths in surprise.
Xiao Ke was startled and took a few steps back.
The sheep kicked its hooves, shook its head constantly, and called "baa-baa" at Xiao Ke.
"BAA Baa baa."
As if he was laughing at him, Xiao Ke blushed.
"Baa baa baa, baa baa baa."
Xiao Ke turned his head and looked at Zhou Chengling, wanting to say something.
The sheep made a long sound behind him, "咩~~~"
The atmosphere in the room was strange. Who couldn't hold back his laughter first? Xiao Ke turned blue at first and then started laughing again.
He doesn't practice Taoism but thinks he is better than those pretentious bullshits.
He followed Prince Xuan wholeheartedly, hoping that he would be able to reform the Zhou Dynasty in the future.
He thought he was very patient, but when faced with a woman, he wanted to argue with her, just because he heard those rumors and thought of how shocking this woman's actions were.
Before he came to Jingzhong, he had already lost to this woman. This is how everything in the world is. The more you care about it, the more you will be defeated. He stared at this sheep for several hours, but when Miss Yang came, it
stand up.
This woman was not angry when he questioned her, she was not pretending to be meek in front of Prince Xuan.
It's that she is confident and confident that she can see the results.
What he did was ridiculous,
"Miss," Zhu Shan handed the book in his hand to Yang Mo, "here is the number of firewood used to make the fire. I weighed each firewood."
Yang Mo nodded, which provided a basis for making medicine next time.
"What to do now?"
Next, Shopkeeper Jiang was asked to arrange the operating room, and Hu Ling collected the prepared whole blood. As for her, she had to have a good sleep so that she could concentrate all her energy on the operation tomorrow.
Yang Mo said: "Miss Twelve must have a good rest and don't let her consume too much energy."
Tomorrow is a big day.
…
Yang Mo got up before dawn, washed herself, changed into a set of plain clothes, and then took a car to Master Zhou Qi's house to pick up Miss Twelve.
The Zhou family is also brightly lit.
Mrs. Zhou Qi was already waiting at the Chuihua Gate and looked at Yang Mo eagerly, "The house is ready. According to what the eldest lady said, the twelve girls haven't eaten since last night." She paused and tears filled her eyes.
Guang, "Girl Twelve is a little scared."
The child had never seen such a battle before, and she comforted her, but she couldn't fall asleep all night, and she finally squinted for a while. When she woke up, she was sweating profusely. As a mother, she didn't know how to comfort her.
They said they were treating her, but they didn't even know what the disease was, and they used a treatment method they had never seen before. The twelve girls wanted to know more, but she couldn't tell her. She didn't want to tell the child that they wanted to treat her.
Cut.
She chose a big day to cut her daughter open.
What kind of mother is she?
Whenever she thought about this, she felt like she was going crazy. At the last moment, she wanted to regret it and held the child tightly in her arms. No one could take it away from her.
"Mrs. Seven," Yang Mo looked at Mrs. Zhou Qi, who was pale and trembling, "Miss Twelve will be scared when she sees you. No matter what the outcome is, we will make Miss Twelve as comfortable as possible."
Mrs. Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, tears streaming down her face, "I just couldn't help but think about..."
"Let's think about the bright side. We are working hard today so that Miss Twelve can survive." She couldn't help but feel sad when she saw Mrs. Zhou Qi like this.
But not today. Today is the day to save people. She cannot be weak.
Yang Mo tightened Mrs. Zhou Qi's hand, "Mrs. Qi, today I am the doctor and you are the mother. We must do our best. No matter how uncomfortable we feel, we must do our best because we have no chance to regret.
"
Tears welled up in Mrs. Zhou Qi's eyes, her fingers clenched, and then she nodded to Yang Mo.
Yang Mo asked Mrs. Zhou Qi to wait outside, and she went into the room to see Miss Twelve.
Miss Twelve was worried about the clothes in front of her. When she saw Yang Mo smiling, she stood up and saluted.
Yang Mo took a step forward and asked, "What is the eldest lady doing?"
Miss Twelve's face was pale, but she looked more relaxed than anyone else. "I'm thinking whether to wear a pink coat or this red one. Mother said red is beautiful, and I like either one."
The servant next to me didn't dare to say a word, as if this was the last time Miss Twelve would choose her own dress.
Yang Mo stepped forward and said: "I think the red one is more beautiful, so I'll keep the pink one and wear it again."