Zhou Chengling said: "You have cried, are you hungry? We... two... can't eat a plate of food... Let the kitchen know... that... the food is not delicious."
Now Zhou Chengling is quite reassuring.
Yang Mo shook her head, "I won't eat."
Zhou Chengling didn't have the strength to put down his chopsticks, "He has a very bad temper."
Yang Mo took the spoon from Ajiu's hand and stuffed rice into Zhou Chengling's face with a stern face, "I make the decision here."
Yang Mo stretched out the spoon and Zhou Chengling had no choice but to open his mouth resignedly.
Feeding one spoonful at a time, the food will be gone in no time.
After finishing the meal, Zhou Chengling looked at her quietly. His eyes were not as aggressive as before, but very dark and bright, and his eyelashes were drooped, as if to remind her that there was something she had forgotten to do.
The cook brought a cup of soup. Yang Mo wanted to eat it later, but after thinking about it, she took it and drank it. When she finished the soup, she looked up and found that Zhou Chengling had fallen asleep.
This is the state that patients should be in.
Zhou Chengling's condition has improved, and she, Mr. Bai and Ji Zizhuan are discussing how to change the recipe.
Seventy-five percent of patients with intracranial aneurysms who are treated conservatively die from rebleeding within five years. Early surgery should be pursued as much as possible. Once the aneurysm ruptures, it is irreversible.
Surgery should be performed after the patient's acute phase, that is, when the aneurysm is no longer bleeding and the patient is in optimal condition.
As long as it is a medical textbook, she can memorize it by heart, whether it is physiology, biochemistry, internal and external gynecology, pediatrics, facial features, or even medical imaging diagnostic technology. When she was in school, she did not dare to waste a little time, just because the school mobilized to sign up to go to the hospital.
To help Barr, she wanted to become a very comprehensive doctor through training.
Here she has tried chest drainage, small intestinal repair, and abdominal exploratory surgery, but what Zhou Chengling needs is neurosurgery.
She can draw surgical diagrams, but she has never participated in a neurosurgery. The earliest neurosurgery was in 1935. Doctors removed part of the brain to make mentally ill patients docile. Today's neurosurgery has been used
Microscopic, minimally invasive, robotic surgery.
Unexpectedly, one day she would have to think about how to operate on Zhou Chengling without the support of any tools. Perhaps this was an important reason for her to come here.
Ji Zizhuan read what Yang Mo wrote about possible treatments for intracranial aneurysms and couldn't help but ask, "Miss, since you know how to treat the disease, why don't you try it?"
The place for surgery is the brain, and anything may happen during the surgery. The so-called elective surgery means that you must be fully prepared before the surgery, and you must meet the conditions for surgery before you can operate.
If Zhou Chengling's disease can be treated safely and not relapse, she will not think about surgery, but if something goes wrong... she may not have such good luck next time, but hemostasis and intracranial decompression can overcome the difficulty.
So she has to prepare for the worst and be prepared.
"We don't have the conditions yet," Yang Mo said, "but we can prepare all the drugs and tools and try it on livestock, just like doing abdominal exploration."
For now, this is the best way.
Ji Zizhuan seemed to see hope. As long as Miss Yang's face showed that bright look like a ray of sunshine, he knew there would be a chance.
There must be a chance to be cured. How lucky Mr. Shi is to meet Miss Yang.
Ji Zi Zhuan advised: "Miss, you haven't slept for several days. Go and have a rest. I will take care of you here."
Yang Mo had been up for several days, and there were deep black eyes under her eyes. She looked exhausted, as if she would fall down anytime, anywhere. Just now she took a special look in the mirror, and it really looked like the burnt green onions that Zhou Chengling said.
Silk.
"In the future, Master Ten will have to rely on Miss Yang." This is the only thing Ji Zizhuan can think of to say to convince Miss Yang. Without Miss Yang, everyone would say that Master Ten's disease is incurable and he will die.
It's only a matter of time. Only Miss Yang will not give up and is still thinking about how to cure Master Shi.
Jiang Ping led people to guard the area around the medicine shop, and now Wei Mao was waiting on her. She really should go back and take a rest.
Yang Mo nodded and ordered her mother-in-law to prepare the carriage.
Yang Mo took Mei Xiang and Qiu Tong into the car, and all the way to Yang's house, Aunt Lu hurriedly came out to welcome her and grabbed Yang Mo, "You won't come back even if I keep calling you. I thought you wouldn't even come back to me, my biological mother."
No more."
Aunt Lu had never said such cruel words before. Her expression must have been so bad that she was shocked.
"I heard that Master Ten's illness will not be cured, but is it true? If this is the case, I would rather the eldest daughter not marry into the Zhou family." Aunt Lu asked repeatedly after Yang Mo entered the room.
Seeing this, Yang Mingshi hurriedly glanced at the side, "Auntie, it's better to let the eldest lady rest first. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it later. I see you are so anxious that you don't know what to say."
Aunt Lu finally swallowed what she said, wiped her tears and asked Yang Mo to wait for her to rest.
"Auntie," Yang Mo raised her head, "I have known for a long time that Master Shi has such a disease. I diagnosed Master Shi a long time ago. No one knows what this disease will do better than me." Zhou Chengling walked toward her step by step.
When he gets close, she rejects it at first and then accepts it calmly. She is not an innocent victim, but she made her own choice.
"Auntie, I have rescued Master Ten, and I will definitely be able to rescue him in the future."
Aunt Lu has a weak temper, and Yang Mo can easily persuade her every time.
"It's easy to say, look at how you have endured, but no one can help you," Aunt Lu's tears fell again, and her voice was much louder than usual, "How can you make me feel relieved? How can I tell the master
Tell my wife that my uncle has also come to inquire in the past few days and said that he agreed to this marriage. If something goes wrong with the Tenth Master, he will be the chief culprit..."
Yang Mingshi couldn't help but sigh. She was happily preparing for the wedding, but she didn't expect that the tenth master would suddenly fall ill. The family has been in a state of gloom these past few days. If the tenth master is gone like this, what will the eldest lady do in the future?
Yang Mingshi finally persuaded Aunt Lu to go outside. Yang Mo was lying on the bed. She didn't expect Aunt Lu to say such urgent words.
Zhou Chengling was seriously ill, and not only the Zhou family, but also the Yang family were shocked.
With Yang Mo thinking like this, she couldn't resist not sleeping for a few days and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Aunt Lu entered her yard and her tears couldn't stop pouring out. "The eldest lady has never been like this before. It's only been a few days and her face has turned into a sharp point. How long will it take to recover from this?"
Aunt Lu sobbed and sobbed, "The master left early, and the wife also left. The old lady who loved the eldest daughter also left. If the eldest daughter gets married, how will my husband... let her live? Master
You are right, this marriage is really inappropriate."
"Who doesn't hope that their children will have a good home? I was worried when the eldest lady left the Chang family. Later, I was shocked when I heard that the tenth master had a wife. Finally, the wife was gone, but she had such a disease.
"
Aunt Lu hasn't spoken much these days. She is probably worried about her uncle-to-be. She doesn't know what happened today, but she suddenly felt like this...
"I remembered what my uncle said to Master Ten when he was drunk," Aunt Lu wiped her eyes, "The cook we just hired, Widow Cui, was also widowed at a young age. Today she told me about these years
Hard times can really... break one's heart."
Widow Cui is the cook who was hired a while ago. She makes very good pastries in Beijing. She looks like she comes from a wealthy family. She is kind and willing to work. She doesn’t charge much monthly money, so Aunt Lu makes her
Why did this person who usually doesn't like to talk suddenly talk about this to Aunt Lu? Doesn't this add fuel to the fire?
Yang Mingshi advised: "There is a saying that goes well, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. The eldest lady is not so unlucky. Besides, the eldest lady is very skilled in medicine and she will definitely be able to cure the tenth master."
Aunt Lu raised her eyes and looked at Yang Mingshi, "If it's Sister Ying, can Auntie Clan think so?"
No matter who owns the child, no one feels sorry for them. No matter how hard outsiders try, they can't understand the feelings of their biological parents. Yang Mingshi could only sigh.
Yang Mo seemed to hear Zhou Chengling talking in a daze, and couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised that Zhou Chengling had woken up. When she thought about it again, Zhou Chengling had woken up a long time ago, and she was just dreaming.
Yang Mo opened her eyes in a haze, and Qiu Tong whispered: "Miss, the Tenth Master is here and he is outside."
How could Zhou Chengling come to Yang's house if he wasn't resting in the medicine shop? Yang Mo's sleepiness immediately disappeared, and she asked Qiu Tong to get up, change clothes, and go to the main room in the outer courtyard.
After entering the door, Yang Mo saw Zhou Chengling sitting in a carriage.
Zhou Chengling wore a small crown, sapphire blue with dark stripes, and a sable cloak. He leaned on the ginger-yellow cloud-patterned pillow. When he heard her footsteps, he raised his head and looked at her with a smile.
Yang Mo frowned, "Why are you here?"
Zhou Chengling said: "Something happened outside... I'm not worried about the Yang family... Come and have a look... By the way, I'm telling you... I'm at home... and don't go anywhere these days."
Yang Mo's heart tightened and she asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Zhou Chengling said: "Queen Feng has been deposed."
Empress Feng was deposed. When did this happen? How could it happen suddenly... The emperor of this dynasty was obsessed with Taoism, and the harem seemed to be in vain, but he still went to the queen's palace every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Empress Feng favored Mr. Feng Ge even more
Successfully formed a party to control the government.
The room was very quiet, and the servants all left. Zhou Chengling continued: "I heard that Queen Feng had committed adultery with the guards. I don't know what the situation was."
These days, Zhou Chengling is sleeping more than waking up, and no one else dares to disturb him, so he doesn't know much about the outside world.
"There's something you don't know. I told Xiao Ke that if I die, kill some people according to the list so that the emperor will be afraid of Feng Guochang. Get rid of Feng Guochang with your own hands. When I am alive, the emperor will be afraid of me. If I die, the emperor will
They will definitely act as I expected. Only when the emperor personally kills Feng Guochang can the Feng Party be eradicated."
After Zhou Chengling finished speaking, he took a long breath and looked a little tired. Although he had washed himself carefully, his face was still dull.
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