"It's okay," Yang Mo hurriedly called Chunhe, "Maybe there was blood in the operating room."
Zhou Chengling's face looked ugly, but Chunhe didn't dare to neglect, so he bowed and went to call Ji Zizhuan.
Yang Mo wanted to look at her feet, but Zhou Chengling held her tightly, "It's not blood, the blood seeps from the inside to the outside, and the color is different."
Yang Mo was stunned, she really didn't feel it.
Although Zhou Chengling had not shaved and was a little thin, he still looked so heroic, so she was not afraid when he frowned. What she was most afraid of was that he was on the battlefield and now that he had returned to Beijing, even if he lost his temper
It's nothing more than a paper tiger.
Yang Mo turned her head and took the medicine box and rummaged through the contents. The injury on her foot was probably caused by walking too much when she went to Baoding. Just apply the medicated powder for trauma.
Most of the contents in the medicine box had been rummaged out, and there were many bottles and jars but no ointment for trauma.
All the ointment is used up.
Before, she felt pain in her feet and was reluctant to take out the medicine. The bruises were just minor wounds and were not worth mentioning on the battlefield.
Since there was no medicine, Yang Mo simply stopped looking for it. She raised her head and looked at Zhou Chengling carefully. They had been separated for a few days, but it seemed like a long time had passed.
"Didn't you agree to come back and ask Mr. Ji to help?" Zhou Chengling asked with a stern face.
Yang Mo said: "Old General Fan's injuries have always been treated by Mr. Ji, and I just went to help today."
"How many days have you been in Beijing?"
Yang Mo was asked for a moment, yes, how many days have she been in Beijing? She has been taking care of Dong Zhao and General Fan, and she has forgotten to count the days.
"You haven't slept in bed these days?"
Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling blankly.
He was really good at asking questions, which made her unable to explain. Why didn't he find any injuries on his feet after sleeping? You know, when he came back today, she would definitely wash up and greet him. Who knew that he would see her like this?
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Zhou Chengling stared at Yang Mo without saying a word, and the depth in his eyes seemed to suck her in, making Yang Mo lower her head and dare not look directly at her again.
After a while, Ji Zi Zhuan entered the door with a medicine box. When he opened the box, he found powder and ointment for external use.
"Soak it with medicinal water first, then take off your socks to check the injury." Ji Zizhuan told Mei Xiang.
Mei Xiang made arrangements immediately.
When I put my foot into the potion, I didn't feel anything at first, but then it started to sting gradually.
Yang Mo frowned slightly, raised her eyes and looked into Zhou Chengling's eyes.
He seemed to want to see clearly whether she was in pain or not.
Yang Mo couldn't pretend anymore and immediately took out her foot, "It hurts."
Knowing that there was a wound on her foot, she felt severe pain. She took out the foot soaking solution and took off her socks. Mei Xiang next to her couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
I didn't expect Yang Mo's feet to be so swollen.
Mei Xiang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If Master Shi hadn't discovered it, the little maid might have taken off her socks carelessly without paying attention, which would have definitely opened the wound.
"What should we do?" Mei Xiang and Qiutong became nervous.
The girls were too careless and only now did they realize how anxious they were.
The first thing he noticed was that her left foot and right foot were different.
Ji Zizhuan became serious and looked at the wound carefully, "It needs to be debrided. Why is there frostbite next to it? If it's been left untreated for so long, I'm afraid it will be itchy in the coming year." Although he downplayed it in a few words, the wound was very serious.
It was just a ruptured blister, and now the entire sole of the foot seems to be swollen.
Zhou Chengling's face turned even darker.
Yang Mo pursed her lips and looked at Ji Zizhuan, then directed Ji Zizhuan's gaze to Zhou Chengling.
Only then did Ji Zi Zhuan realize, "Now if you give me some medicine, you'll be fine as long as you take care of yourself."
The tense atmosphere in the room was obviously relieved.
Ji Zi Zhuan cleaned Yang Mo's wound, sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound, and then asked Mei Xiang to wrap it up carefully.
Ji Zi Zhuan stood up and was about to leave when Zhou Chengling turned his head and said, "Mr. Ji hasn't said how to recuperate yet."
Doctors all know what to pay attention to when recovering from injuries, not to mention Grandma Ten. No one can match Grandma Ten's medical skills.
Yang Mo deliberately frowned and looked at Zhou Chengling, but Zhou Chengling was unmoved. He deliberately wanted Mr. Ji to tell him one more time before he would give up, "I know it all, I don't need Mr. Ji to say anything."
"Really?" Zhou Chengling's face was full of questions.
At this time, she didn't want to argue with him, so she had to bite the bullet and listen to Mr. Ji's words, "You can't move around for three days, and you can't touch the wound with water until it heals, and you have to change the dressing every day."
Zhou Chengling suddenly asked, "What about sitting for a long time?"
"Of course not," Ji Zi Zhuan said, "Don't be too tired. It's best to stay in bed and raise the injured leg. Grandma Ten is still young and must not leave the root of the disease. This is not a trivial matter."
I don't know what to say to her. I didn't even look at her wounds after arriving in Beijing. I worked like this for several days without sleep. Even a person made of iron would fall.
After Ji Zizhuan left the door, Zhou Chengling stood up and bent down to pick up Yang Mo and walked into the inner room. Chun and others spread the mattress, and then Zhou Chengling slowly placed Yang Mo on the big kang near the window and took out the pillow.
Pad Yang Mo's feet.
Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling's meticulous work. This was because she cared about her. No matter how sullen her face was and how bad-tempered she was, she couldn't be angry. After all, she was being scolded and still holding a warm heart.
"Don't you have to go see the emperor immediately when you enter the capital? Can you come back now?"
Seeing her holding hot tea and looking at him pitifully, his stern face relaxed. What else could he do, beat her in front of everyone to vent his anger.
She won't change and will suffer in vain.
He couldn't feel at ease because of this.
It's all useless.
Naturally stubborn temper.
Zhou Chengling answered Yang Mo's question with a stern face, "The emperor is in seclusion in the Shangqing Courtyard and will not be seen until tomorrow. The army has returned to Beijing, and the Ministry of War has received the military symbols first."
At this time, the emperor still wanted to practice in seclusion. He could be considered a diligent Taoist priest in the Zhou Dynasty. However, he only wanted to ascend in the daytime and did not learn the true meaning of Taoism. There have been many Taoists from ancient times to the present.
Scholars influenced later generations, including Hua Tuo, Ge Hong, Sun Simiao, and she knew many famous figures in medicine.
It can be seen that the key lies not in belief but in the person himself.
The alchemy furnace can be used to make elixirs of immortality, and it can also be used to make medicine. It is a pity that so much manpower and material resources are wasted. If they are all used to treat diseases and save people, I don’t know what the future will be like.
Yang Mo just wanted to let Zhou Chengling sit by the bed so that she could diagnose his pulse. She had been thinking about his illness, but before she could say anything, Zhou Chengling had already picked up her wrist.
She forgot that he also studied medicine.
Zhou Chengling asked carefully, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Does your chest hurt?"
Strangely, this was the second time he asked her if her chest hurt. She often had pain in her chest and back in modern times, but she didn't feel uncomfortable after returning to ancient times.
Yang Mo shook her head, "No, I don't have such a disease." I don't know why he firmly believes that she will have such a disease. Is it possible that he still knows about her future.
Zhou Chengling raised his eyes and looked at her, as if he didn't believe it, "Yang Molan, if you can remember the words you said to the patients, I will be praying to God and Buddha."
Under the burning eyes, Yang Mo swallowed and nodded, "I know, I won't do it next time. I am in a hurry this time. Thanks to the operating room you prepared, otherwise Dong Zhao and General Fan would not be rescued."
I hope that for the sake of Dong Zhao and General Fan, he will just turn a blind eye and let it go.
Zhou Chengling let out a long sigh, his thick eyebrows not yet unfurling.
She was extremely tired, her eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and her emotions were not concealed in front of him, and she looked at him with a slight pleading.
Zhou Chengling turned to Chunhe and told Chunhe, "Have you prepared any food in the kitchen? Bring it to grandma."
Chunhe responded and was about to retreat when Mother Qi from outside came in and said, "Grandma Shi, someone came to the old man's house on Tuesday. I asked Grandma Shi to see the young master that the Third Madam just gave birth to."
Mrs. Zhou gave birth on Wednesday? It shouldn't be based on the month. Yang Mo was a little surprised, "When did you give birth?"
Qi's mother said: "I heard that she was just born, but...Mr. Ding said that there is no hope of saving, and he may have died in the mother's womb. The mother next to the third lady begged Grandma Shi to take a look. I heard that the third lady
It’s also very dangerous over there.”
Mr. Ding said that he died in his mother's womb, so he must have been hopeless.
After Qi's mother finished speaking, she only heard Princess Xian say from outside: "Is Molan resting inside?"
Yang Mo subconsciously glanced at Zhou Chengling, her cheeks flushed, and she looked very pretty.
Princess Xian came into the room, Yang Mo wanted to salute, Princess Xian waved her hand hurriedly, "Have a good rest and don't get up," she said, looking at Yang Mo's feet that were wrapped in layers of cloth, "Why are you so injured? You are too careless.
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Zhou Chengling next to him was even more imposing.
Princess Xian pulled Yang Mo to say a few words. Mother Xu, who was next to Madam Zhou, knelt down and kept kowtowing on the ground, "Grandma Ten, Grandma Ten, please look at the young master, please save us."
Young Master, the only one who can save our young master is Grandma Shi."
Mother Xu kowtowed her head and made a "dong dong" sound.
The room was very quiet, but the sound was extremely loud, mixed with the choking voice of Xu's mother, which made people feel sad.
Mother Xu said: "Our third lady has no intention of living. She said that Grandma Ten will definitely be able to cure the disease. It is with this thought that she can only hold her breath. If the young master is gone, the third lady will definitely not be able to survive."
With Mrs. Wednesday running around like this, it is already too late to think about the child in her belly.
Now that the child has been delivered, Yang Mo couldn't bear to look at it. The child she gave birth to was another life. Yang Mo looked at Mei Xiang and said, "Bring the child to me for a look."
Mei Xiang immediately took the swaddling clothes from Mother Xu's hand.
Yang Mo lowered her head and looked over. She saw that the child's face was blue and purple, he was not breathing at all, his heart was not beating, and his little body was cold.
Just like Mr. Ding said, this child died long ago.
Yang Mo shook her head like Mrs. Xu.
Mother Xu suddenly collapsed beside her. She had always refused to believe it. Now she saw Grandma Shi shaking her head and she believed it. The young master was gone.
Oh my god, why is this happening? The third lady worked so hard to give birth to a child.
If Mrs. Tai could let the third lady come to Yang's house earlier, why would she do this?