Yang is a person who has the ability to bring the dead back to life.
Liu Yantian thought about this sentence over and over again, "Are you sure you are dead?"
Mrs. Liu sent everyone in the room away, leaving only Liu Yantian's students and a few staff talking.
Wu Sitai, Liu Yantian's student and editor of the Hanlin Academy, shook his head, "I'm not sure. I saw him dying at the time. Who knew that Jiang Ping would break in with someone."
Liu Yantian didn't want to get angry. No matter what he did as an official for so many years, he always did it slowly, sorting out bit by bit and then arranging it slowly. This is the way of the emperor. The Liu family has an imperial teacher. He has learned how to teach the children of the royal family since he was a child. His knowledge is amazing.
Anbang and the country can allow him to dominate the government and the opposition.
Neither Zhou Chengling nor the Yang family could ruin his affairs. Liu Yantian said: "Go and inquire quickly to find out the situation of Master Zhou."
Liu Yantian was about to calm down and write when Wu Sitai asked his subordinates to ask clearly before he said: "The Yang family is treating Mr. Zhou Zhou. I heard that he has not been rescued yet. I asked several doctors. The situation should be like this."
He can't be saved."
Ordinary doctors can't save her, but what about Yang?
Liu Yantian said: "After Jiang Ping found out, he directly carried the person to the Yang family?" If the delay is too long, even Daluo Jinxian will not be able to do anything.
Wu Sitai asked specifically this time, not to mention that it was not easy for him to remember this fact. "No, it was the doctor Yao who saved the person in the army."
Liu Yantian asked carefully, "Dr. Yao couldn't save him, so he sent him to the Yang family?"
The subordinate shook his head again, "It's not... that Dr. Yao... seems to be different from ordinary doctors. I asked someone to inquire carefully and found out that Dr. Yao has been riding on Mr. Wednesday, just like that.
Someone carried him and Master Zhou all the way to the Yang family."
Riding on someone?
What kind of treatment is this?
Being pinned down by a big living person will save you half your life. Is this saving someone or harming someone?
Liu Yantian also opened his eyes in surprise, "Are you talking about the imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital?"
The subordinate kept nodding his head, "Yes, yes, he is an imperial doctor from Tai Hospital."
Why did the imperial doctor from Taiyuan Hospital act so absurdly? In the past, it was just a girl from the Yang family who was strange, but later it led to the entire Baohetang. Then the flag of Baohetang was hung on the drugstore street. Now even Taiyuan Hospital is acting like this.
As if possessed by a demon, not only did he go to the Yang family to help, but the doctor in the hospital was also so strange.
Does this Yang know any special spells to confuse people?
He could not save Mr. Zhou Zhou. He had already made a good plan. No matter whether the emperor would adopt Mr. Zhou's son or not, Mr. Zhou died because of this. Mr. Zhou Chengling and his family would not let Zhou Chengling go. He just wanted to muddy the waters.
But if Mr. Yang saves Master Zhou, the whole situation will immediately change.
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The second old man felt that everything was changing. He had already prepared for the bad news to come from the third son, so he would have a big fight with Zhou Chengling here.
Who would have known that the third child did not die after all this, and was even carried to Yang's house.
When a person enters Yang's house, he is in the palm of Yang's hand. No matter how much he thinks about it, he seems to be unable to change it. Now everything depends on Yang.
The second old man's hands and feet were cold. No, he couldn't sit back and wait for death. He wanted to kill his son. If he didn't do this, he would not be able to protect the family's future. The second old man gritted his teeth and then sadness appeared on his face. "What's going on, my son?"
What's going on here?"
The servants of the Zhou family only reacted after hearing this and hurriedly helped the second old man who was heartbroken.
The second old man stretched out his hand and said, "Let the Taiyuan Hospital come to diagnose and treat my son. Go... quickly go and invite the envoy from the old hospital. No matter what, you must invite the envoy from the old hospital. My son, come and save my son."
"
After giving instructions, the second old master was helped forward to Master Zhou.
When he walked up to it, what he saw in front of him made the second old man take a breath of air.
This is not saving people.
There were two people being carried on the board. Mr. Zhou was on the bottom, and Dr. Yao was on top. Dr. Yao kept pressing Mr. Zhou’s chest with his hands. Sweat dripped from Dr. Yao’s forehead and fell on Mr. Wednesday.
.
Why is this happening?
What is this doing?
The second old man looked stunned, and the people around him fell silent for a while.
Is this treating illnesses and saving lives?
Is this what it looks like to treat a disease and save a patient? Which patient was not carried over properly? The patient was already dying, but Dr. Yao seemed to be putting all his strength on it.
I still keep pressing it until now.
Is this okay? What kind of life-saving method is this?
Everyone looked at Yang Mo.
Even a doctor like Ding Er who sat in Baohe Hall would have to wonder whether Dr. Yao had gone too far.
"How are you?" Yang Mo asked Dr. Yao Yao.
Dr. Yao was out of breath, "There was a heartbeat at first, but then it stopped. I kept pressing on the heart without stopping." Grandma Shi once said that patients with cardiac arrest should be given first aid in this way. As long as the pressure is on, it can't be stopped.
stop.
"This is nonsense," the second old man's eyes widened, "Pull him off my son quickly, you are not trying to save my son, you are trying to kill my son."
"Has anyone seen saving someone like this?"
"Is this rescuing people?"
Mr. Wednesday was trembling as he was being pressed, just like a dead pig about to be deboned after being slaughtered.
Imperial Doctor Yao seemed not to hear Master Zhou's voice, nor did he see the servants of the Zhou family who were about to come forward with all their teeth and claws. He just kept repeating a few words in his mind.
He couldn't stop, he couldn't stop. As long as he stopped, the person would be dead. This was what Grandma Shi taught him. He couldn't let go no matter what. He didn't know how long he had been pressing, and his arms were careful not to use too much force. After a long time, he would lose his strength.
It became a subconscious pressing and I couldn't stop it.
He couldn't stop anymore.
When the servants of the Zhou family saw this, they were about to go and catch Dr. Yao.
Zhou Chengling looked at Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping reached out and picked up the collars of the Zhou family servants and threw them out one by one.
Zhou Chengling looked at the second old man, "The imperial doctor is saving the third brother's life. The second uncle doesn't want the third brother to be alive? Does the second uncle know that the family sent food to the third brother? The third brother was tortured into this state by the servants of the family. I will
The military power was handed over to the Ministry of War, and now the Ministry of War is investigating who bribed the guards to let go and deliver food to the third brother."
Zhou Chengling's voice was cold, "Second uncle, it's best to go back and ask questions, so as not to be embarrassed by the questioning later."
The second old man suddenly turned pale, "Who are you talking about and what do you mean?"
When Zhou Chengling looked over, the second old man felt as if the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month had been blown over his body, and it was bone-chilling cold. Zhou Chengling knew this.
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Yang Mo looked at Wei Mao, "Push Mr. Zhou's chest and abdomen with your hands, tilt his head back, and open the airway. In addition to chest compressions, the airway must be unobstructed to wake him up."
Master confirmed Yao Yuyi's approach.
Wei Mao did not dare to neglect and immediately stepped forward to treat Yang Mo according to his instructions.
"Examine the patient's hyoid bone."
Wei Mao and Zhang Ge carefully inspected and cleaned Mr. Zhou's mouth. The whole action was so skillful that the students from the Tai Hospital were a little shocked.
I followed Dr. Yao to assist the military in traditional Chinese medicine in Baoding Prefecture, and then I realized how powerful the medical skills of Baohetang and Grandma Zhou Shi were. Those bandaging methods and those medicines had saved countless lives.
There are new things for them to learn every day, and there are many methods that they have never heard of before. This is what a woman taught. What kind of medical skills does a private doctor need to have to surpass the medical skills of the Imperial Hospital?
When treating Master Zhou, he thought he had done something that others could not do. Now that someone from Baohetang took over, he realized how clumsy he was.
This is serious medical skill, and only with this kind of medical skill can people be saved.
The students at Tai Hospital looked at the movements of Wei Mao and Zhang Ge greedily without blinking.
"Master, it's all done." Wei Mao raised his head and looked at Yang Mo.
Everyone looked at Mr. Wednesday on the ground. Mr. Wednesday's expression had obviously improved just now, but now his whole body suddenly started to tremble.
It's like a dying fish making its last struggle.
With bruised lips and a pale face, Wei Mao held Master Zhou down hard and stretched out his hand nervously to check Master Zhou's pulse. "There is no pulse."
The second old man breathed a sigh of relief. He had no pulse. He was dying, and his son was dying. They all said that losing a child in old age is the most tragic thing in life, but this "losing a son" was arranged by him personally. He was not crazy, he was
This arrangement was made for the future. If the third child dies, he will definitely die a worthy death.
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"Strike outside the chest to the heart."
The surroundings were very quiet, and Yang Mo's voice sounded unusually clear.
What kind of treatment is beating the heart outside the chest?
"Quick, Wei Mao, do it, don't delay."
Wei Mao was surprised and asked him to hit the heart. Although he had used this method to treat wounded soldiers in Yangle Hall, the situation was urgent at that time, but now the master personally ordered it.
Wei Mao seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heartbeat. The eyes around him were filled with envy and doubt, but he knew clearly in his heart that he could do this well.
He was ready and could definitely do it well. Wei Mao clenched his fists, Zhang Ge pulled Yao Yuyi up, and Wei Mao punched him.
Yang Mo always sat on the chair and watched Wei Mao and others busy.
Ji Zi Zhuan kept looking at Yang Mo. Grandma Shi was going to just watch and not do anything?
Are you afraid that the Zhou family will catch you if you do something, so you avoid suspicion?
Yang Mo watched Wei Mao's movements carefully, and everything he did was as if she had done it herself.
She just watched what they were doing and did every step carefully.
This is what inheritance is like. Only by letting them do it can they learn better.
Hit like this.
After one punch, Mr. Zhou's whole body stopped shaking, his eyes seemed to open and his lips were moving. Wei Mao was about to take a closer look when Mr. Zhou opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "click" sound.
Come.
The man lying on the ground without sound suddenly opened his eyes.
The servants of the Zhou family could hardly control their mouths and would shout, "Fake corpse."
Fake corpse, really looks like a fake corpse.
Mr. Zhou only felt pain, as if his neck was about to break. He could no longer breathe. When he opened his eyes, his vision was blurry. It was with great difficulty that he could see his surroundings clearly.
Where is he? He doesn't know these people.
In the crowd, there was only one pair of eyes that he was familiar with, and he knew it very well, because it was his father. Master Zhou suddenly felt frightened, and he almost screamed in fright. He opened his mouth to shout, "Don't kill me, don't