The door of Baohe Hall suddenly opened, and Wei Mao walked out.
Mrs. Zhou Qi hurriedly greeted her, "How is it?"
Wei Mao's expression was as relaxed as possible, "My master has found the place where Miss Twelve is sick and is already treating her. Miss Twelve asked me to talk to my wife."
Mrs. Zhou Qi realized that her voice was trembling when she opened her mouth to speak, "Will...will it be okay?"
Wei Mao said: "It will be more troublesome than I thought before, but Master said it will be fine."
It will be fine. She waited for these words for too long.
Seeing Wei Mao put on her clothes again and returned to the house, Mrs. Zhou Qi's tears suddenly fell down and she quickly looked at her mother beside her, "Go and tell the master, go and tell the master..." She paused at this point.
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The mother in charge looked at Mrs. Zhou Qi.
Mrs. Zhou Qi's mouth opened and closed, and then tears flowed down, "I...I don't know what to say. I definitely can't believe it. He...he hasn't said a word since yesterday."
The mother in charge nodded repeatedly.
Even she couldn't believe it. Now she had to admit that she had always thought that she had brought her daughter to die. She had gone astray and believed in some folk remedy or the words of a Taoist monk.
Mrs. Zhou Qi took the mother's hand next to her and kept shaking.
The couple had been crazy about their child for so many years, and finally did something right.
Mrs. Zhou Qi just thought of this when a shout came from outside the door, "Where is the seventh daughter-in-law?"
Mrs. Zhou Qi's heart tightened. This was the voice of an elder in the clan. In addition to King Xian and Princess Xian, many elders could intervene in clan affairs.
Mrs. Zhou Qi hurriedly took the servants around to welcome him out.
Many people suddenly came to Baohetang Pharmacy. Mrs. Zhou Qi saluted the elders in the room and called, "Third Old Master."
The Third Old Master is the elder of the Seventh Old Master.
"Seventh daughter-in-law," the third old man frowned, "What are you two doing? I heard that you sent your children to Baohe Hall to have them disemboweled, but is it true?"
Because they were afraid that the elders in the clan would not agree, she and the master did not report carefully. They had made up their minds to wait until Miss Yang had finished treating the twelve girls. Thinking of this, the seventh lady couldn't help but lower her head, "Old master, please sit down and rest first."
Rest, let my wife speak slowly."
"What are you talking about?" The third old man's eyes widened, "How many ridiculous things are you two going to do? Even if you want to treat your child, you have to find an imperial doctor. How can you come to a place like this?"
The third old man leaned his cane on the ground and made a "tuk-tuk" sound, "I think you are crazy," he said, looking into the room, "Where is the Yang family? Where is the Yang family who wants to kill someone?"
What about murder? The seventh lady looked at Li next to her. Li looked completely unaware. The seventh lady couldn't help but feel angry. It was Li who invited the third old man here, "Old man, Miss Yang."
It’s not murder, it’s thanks to Miss Yang that the twelve girls are alive.”
"Nonsense," the third old man's eyes widened, "I eat more salt than you eat rice. How come I have never heard that disembowelment is to save people's lives? How dare there be someone under the emperor's feet to do such nonsense?"
The seventh lady ignored her sadness and quickly argued, "Old Master, this is true. Miss Yang's apprentice just said that the twelve girls are fine."
Hearing this, the third old man looked towards Mr. Li and said, "Help me go in and see what kind of tricks they are doing. If they are pretending, I can see through it at a glance."
Shopkeeper Jiang had already asked someone to block the door. When he saw that Mr. Wednesday was about to come, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Old man, please wait a moment. I will ask someone to go in and report..."
When Mrs. Li saw the young doctor next to her who was about to change clothes, she immediately said: "You can't go to the hospital to treat a disease? Where does this rule come from? I heard that Miss Yang wanted to cut up and sew up the twelfth daughter of our family like a pig.
Come on, what’s the point of this?”
"Treating our children like... pigs and dogs?" Mrs. Li was very angry when she said this.
The mother next to Mrs. Zhou Qi couldn't help but glance at Mr. Li. Ms. Li seemed to be planning for Miss Twelve. She was more worried about Miss Twelve's life than anyone else. She not only condemned Miss Yang, but also taught the master and madam a lesson together.
It's really ridiculous, I don't know who the biological parents of Miss Twelve are.
Mrs. Zhou Qi said: "I am the mother of Twelve Girls. I do everything for Twelve Girls. Why don't you wait a moment? We have been here for so many years and there is still only one hour left?"
The third old man's face turned purple, and he looked at the seventh lady in disbelief, "Who am I doing this for?" He stretched out his hand and pointed to the house, "How can you believe such a thing?"
"Hey," Mrs. Li suddenly noticed a few blood-stained cloths in the basin next to her and immediately shouted, "What's going on? Where did the blood come from?"
Seeing the blood, the third old man seemed to have been pricked by a needle. He picked up his crutch and was about to hit the doctor of Baohetang. "Get away, everyone. I want to go in and see what Yang is doing."
Miss Yang ordered everyone to wear two layers of clean robes before entering. The operation inside has not been completed yet. If people break in like this, wouldn't all previous efforts be in vain.
Shopkeeper Jiang didn't know what to do.
Mrs. Zhou Qi immediately knelt down and said, "Old Master, just trust me for once. Miss Yang is really a miracle doctor. The brother of the Wang family in Chun County was cured by Miss Yang. This is something everyone in the clan knows. Why?
The young lady can heal others, but she can’t save the Twelve Girls? We have been begging for so many years, and Miss Yang is the one we begged for."
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhou Qi would kneel down in front of so many people regardless of her face. Shopkeeper Jiang couldn't help but be surprised. Mrs. Li also looked a little sluggish, but she immediately felt proud, as if she had picked it up and thrown it away at Master Qi's house.
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Mrs. Li stepped forward to help Mrs. Zhou Qi, "What do you mean? How can a family be like this?"
The third old man originally felt that the seventh lady was pitiful, but when he heard what Li said, he immediately felt that the seventh lady was forcing him. How could a junior refute his elders like this? He couldn't help but snorted and walked forward.
Shopkeeper Jiang backed away step by step, not knowing what to do. He immediately looked at the waiter next to him, who stepped forward and blocked the door.
The Baohe Hall was in chaos, with almost everyone guarding the door.
The eldest lady has been busy for so long, she can't let others fail in her efforts like this.
They are the only ones who know the hard work of the eldest lady. Miss Yang has to make arrangements for everyone in Baohe Hall. It seems that there are so many people helping, but in fact it all depends on the eldest lady. Mr. Zhou is right, the eldest lady is like an ordinary boudoir lady.
It's different. Those young ladies are just doing needlework at home, but the eldest lady has to come to Baohe Hall early in the morning and go home after dark. She has to treat so many patients every day and teach her disciples medical skills. It's such a hard work.
Not everyone can bear it. The eldest daughter of the Yang family spent all her money on pharmacies and patients.
The third old man scolded angrily, "You are a bunch of rabble, how dare you believe them."
As soon as the third old man finished speaking, the door to the inner courtyard was opened. The third old man first saw the strange robe, and then he saw clearly that it was Zhou Chengling.
"What are you doing here?" The third old man didn't expect Zhou Chengling to be here. He was stunned for a moment and immediately looked behind Zhou Chengling.
Zhou Chengling stretched out his hand to close the door, and then saluted the third old man, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.
The third old man's face seemed to be covered with ice, "You are here too... good... you don't have to reprimand me one by one," he said, and went to see Zhou Chengling, "It was you who asked Yang to treat the children of Lao Qi's family?
So, you have known Mr. Yang for a long time, and you and that woman have been secretly communicating with each other for a long time."
Ajiu in the corner stepped forward to help Zhou Chengling take off Baohetang's robe. Zhou Chengling walked up to the third old master and said in a normal voice, "I know Miss Yang, but there is no private agreement. The woman I, Zhou Chengling, want to marry,
It must be fair and aboveboard. There are so many elders in our clan, so naturally there will be elders who can help me propose marriage."
Zhou Chengling's voice was not high but it seemed that people could hear the lingering sound.
The third old man only felt his face tense up, as if being blown by a cold wind, "Don't think I don't know. Before you reconciled, there were already rumors that the Yang family and the Liu family were virtuous and virtuous, but you wanted to reconcile.
I am fascinated by this witch, and now I am letting her bring harm to the descendants of the clan. It is not just Princess Xian who can let the Yang family in. Prince Xian will not care about you, and we will hand over the book to the emperor."
Mrs. Li wanted to laugh next to her. Look, the clan has turned upside down before the marriage was finalized. If the Liu family heard such news, they would definitely not give up. Let’s see if Zhou Chengling and Mr. Yang can hold it up in front of others.
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As soon as the third old man finished speaking, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the inner courtyard, followed by many people clapping their hands.
The third old man felt more and more strange, was he really treating illnesses inside?
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Yang Mo cut off the suture thread and put the needle pliers into the tray. She breathed a sigh of relief and then realized that the clothes on her body were soaked, as if someone had picked them up from the water.
I didn't expect the surgery to take so long.
This was a real surgical operation in ancient times, and everyone around her was very excited.
Ji Zizhuan saw the long wound, opened the stomach for so long, and cut out things, but the person was still alive, but he had been transfused with blood and saline.
That's all.
He really wanted to know how Miss Yang came up with such medical skills.
"How about Miss Twelve?"
Hearing Yang Mo's voice, Wei Mao immediately said: "I'm much better after the blood transfusion."
Miss Twelve closed her eyes tightly but breathed evenly.
Yang Mo curled up her hands and listened quietly. If she hadn't experienced this, she would never have known how precious the sound of shallow breathing was.
Miss Twelve survived.
Yang Mo felt that her expression that had been tense for several days could finally relax, and a smile appeared on her face after such relief.
Yang Mo nodded and told Zhang Ge, "Carry the person to the back room, be careful not to touch the wound on the abdomen."
Zhang Ge responded.
Everyone carefully lifted Miss Twelve and watched as Miss Twelve was placed. Yang Mo then took off her blood-stained robe and walked outside.
Opening the door, Yang Mo immediately saw Shopkeeper Jiang and the ugly-looking old man Wednesday blocking the door.