Yang Mo got on the carriage immediately after coming out of the palace. The carriage went all the way to Prince Kang's Mansion. When the carriage stopped, Yang Mo immediately bent down and walked out of the carriage.
Aunt Lu and Yang Mingshi were already waiting there, and Mrs. Fan just got out of the car. She walked over and took Yang Mo's hand in a few steps, "Don't worry, don't worry, I heard everyone is back."
Mrs. Fan should not come here at this time, otherwise people will know about the relationship between the Fan family and Prince Kang's Mansion.
Mrs. Fan looked at the people behind her and said, "I just said that I would send some gifts of thanks. Thanks to Princess Kang, our old lady's arm was saved."
The Fan family risked their lives to accompany her.
Yang Mo felt sour and looked at Mrs. Fan and nodded.
Aunt Lu was already in a daze, "But is it true? The master is still... still alive?"
Yang Mo nodded, "It's true. When I came out of the palace, Ajiu already told me that I was just waiting for him to be brought back." Yang Mo suddenly realized that she didn't dare to use the word father. She just wanted to think about those experiences.
, was framed and imprisoned, she really hoped that person was not her father, and that the person who suffered had nothing to do with her.
Aunt Lu was already shaking into a ball, but she still stood guard at the door and refused to go in.
Yang Mo also felt that after waiting for a long time, the door was so quiet that no sound could be heard.
"Coming, coming." First the servants came running all the way, and then Yang Mo saw Zhou Chengling.
There were several people behind Zhou Chengling carrying a wooden board, and there was a vague figure on the board.
Before Yang Mo came back to her senses, Zhou Chengling had already taken her hand and told Jiang Ping, "Quickly, take her to the inner courtyard and let Mr. Bai and Mr. Ji take a look first."
Just as Yang Mo was about to speak, he was protected by Zhou Chengling and walked towards the inner house.
Aunt Lu had long forgotten to breathe and ran through the door. She stared blankly at the person on the board, with such an outline, such eyebrows, and such a scorched face. How many times had she thought she could no longer remember what the master looked like?
But at this moment, when she saw the master, the memory in her heart was suddenly brought out. It was so clear why the master looked like this when they met again after parting and death.
She didn't know anything yet, so she prayed every day that the master and his wife would be safe and sound there.
She dreamed about the master and his wife living as before.
No wonder the master said she was stupid, she is really a stupid woman.
"Master, Master," Aunt Lu shouted hoarsely. The person on the wooden board seemed to have slightly raised his eyes but closed them again.
Yang Mo only felt Zhou Chengling hugging her tightly and patting her back with his big hands, "You need to stabilize first. My father-in-law will rely on you for diagnosis and treatment. Once you stabilize, you can go in. Wei Mao and the others will make arrangements."
Yang Mo leaned against Zhou Chengling's warm chest and breathed deeply. As long as she was allowed to breathe, she would become stronger. As long as she was given a moment, she would become a doctor.
She must be a doctor, otherwise she cannot save her father's life.
Yang Mo raised her head, left Zhou Chengling's arms, and immediately looked at Mei Xiang next to her, "Take my medicine box in."
Seeing the thin man on the bed, Yang Mo felt as if her heart was being beaten.
I don't know when the past events will suddenly come back to people's minds, as if they have to wait until they are lost before they can think of those past scenes.
Just hook him up, take this person away, and take away everything related to this person.
When she was a child, she waved her soft arms and her father lifted her up high. She giggled not just because it was fun, but because she had someone to rely on.
This person will lift her very high in one go, making her laugh but not afraid.
This is the person.
"Wei Mao, mix the salt water and Xiao Quan will start looking for a usable blood vessel now."
After Yang Mo finished speaking, the sound of Mr. Bai coughing could be heard outside, and Mr. Bai came in with help.
Yang Mo hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Mr. Bai's eyes fell directly on the bed. When he saw the thin and inhuman Yang Bingzheng on the bed, Mr. Bai coughed so hard that he could hardly breathe, "What kind of beast could harm Mr. Yang like this?"
"Beast, beast." Every time Mr. Bai said something, his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Sir," Yang Mo said, "please check my father's pulse first, and we will finish the consultation." She couldn't rely on her alone at this time, and she would inevitably be biased if she was anxious.
Mr. Bai's face turned red as he coughed. He took a long breath and looked at Shen Weiyan, "Help me over."
Mr. Bai sat down and placed his trembling fingers on Yang Bingzheng's wrist.
There is no pulse, and I can't feel any pulse.
Xiao Quan couldn't find any blood vessels there. How could he send the salt water in without blood vessels?
"Establish an intravenous channel, Mei Xiang, go get things ready, and everyone should change clothes."
Everyone in the room put on robes. Qiu Tong brought the clothes to Yang Mo. Yang Mo shook her head. She felt her chest was suffocating and she wanted to come out to breathe.
Yang Mo walked out of the room and wanted to sort out the thoughts in her mind when she heard the voice of an aide, "Now is the time to report Master Yang's matter to the Emperor. It would be best if someone from the Metropolitan Procuratorate comes to listen to Master Yang. As long as the emperor knows the ins and outs, Liu Yantian will be completely defeated. Now Qin Yue is already the Minister of the Ministry of War, and the prince has promoted the president of the Hanlin Academy to the cabinet elder. In the future, no one can compete with the prince. When we are ready, the last step is left..."
Zhou Chengling listened carefully to the words of his staff, raised his head and saw Yang Mo standing at the door with a pale face. Just as he was about to step forward to pull Yang Mo, Yang Mo stretched out his hand to block the door, "No, Zhou Chengling, give me some time. Don't..." We can't let the court know that no matter who comes here, it will interfere with her diagnosis and treatment, and she may lose her father.
When she was a child, she relied on her father. She didn't know why she couldn't bear to look at her father just now.
Her father was lying there helplessly. He was no longer the high-spirited person she remembered, and he could no longer lift her up high.
Because he no longer has the strength to maintain his dignity, let alone protect his wife and children.
But now she has to protect his dignity.
Just because he not only lifted up her person, but also her heart. He gave her courage, allowed her to persevere, and allowed her to remain proud no matter how much setbacks she suffered. Her father was such a person.
No matter how good the opportunity is for Zhou Chengling now, she is now a daughter, then a doctor, and finally a wife.
She cannot protect her husband's interests regardless of herself.
Zhou Chengling seemed to sigh, and stretched out his hand to pull down Yang Mo's arm, "I can't. You can rest assured to diagnose and treat your father-in-law. No matter how big the chance is, I will not sacrifice my family. You are my wife, and I have nothing to do with it." But I’m hiding it from you, so there’s no need to arrange everything now, I have my own ways, I want my family to be safe first, then I’ll ask for more.”
Yang Mo nodded, and tears suddenly fell down on the back of Zhou Chengling's hands.
Zhou Chengling said softly: "If you need anything, just ask someone to tell you and I will arrange it."
Yang Mo said: "Call Zhu Shan, and the young doctor from Baohe Hall, Mr. Ji..."
Zhou Chengling's calm voice made Yang Mo feel more at ease, "Mr. Ji has gone out of the city, and I have asked someone to pick him up."
Zhou Chengling had done a good enough job. He brought his father back and he thought so carefully. How could she think that he would risk everything for power?
It's all her fault. Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling guiltily, "It's my fault."
"Don't panic, don't panic, everything will be fine."
As soon as Zhou Chengling finished speaking, Wei Mao came out and said, "Master, everything is ready."
Yang Mo walked in.
Everyone in the room was looking at her, with worry in their eyes, but they were afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so they tried their best to hide it.
Mei Xiang was spreading the towel, but she was afraid that the towel was spread out wrong, so she kept moving it carefully. Wei Mao held the salt water tightly, as if he was afraid that he would lose his hand and drop the towel.
Mr. Bai frowned and checked his pulse.
Yang Mo's vision suddenly blurred. She took a breath until she calmed down, "Wei Mao brings the thin hose, Mei Xiang brings the sterilized needle."
Yang Mo carefully searched for the blood vessels and wanted to take a look at her father but found that Wei Mao had already blocked her father's face. Wei Mao and the others could get the job done without her having to tell her.
Yang Mo carefully identified and touched the needle carefully before inserting the needle. The blood quickly returned. Yang Mo nodded to Xiao Quan. Xiao Quan immediately hung up the saline solution in his hand and fed the saline solution continuously.
Yang Bingzheng's body.
Yang Mo felt that time passed very slowly, and her father on the bed did not respond at all for a long time.
Rehydration is the easiest and most effective method.
"Master." Aunt Lu called in a low voice.
Yang Mo put the stethoscope on Yang Bingzheng's chest and could still hear the heartbeat. It was very clear and powerful. As long as there was still heartbeat and breathing, he would be saved.
"Master, do you want a blood transfusion?" Xiao Quan asked in a low voice.
Yang Mo shook her head. Her father didn't lose a lot of blood. He was just in a coma due to dehydration. After so many days of torture, he was already in such terrible shape that it was impossible to wake up with normal saline. He had to wait patiently. There was no other way.
Mr. Bai prescribed a prescription and asked his servants to prepare the medicine.
Aunt Lu held Yang Bingzheng's hand and wanted to wake him up.
After so many things, it was time for the family to reunite. Yang Mo picked up the pillow and padded Yang Bingzheng's feet. She couldn't care about anything else now. All the blood in her body should be supplied to her brain and heart.
I don't know how long it took, but the person on the bed finally reacted. Aunt Lu almost held her breath and didn't even dare to say another word. Yang Mo immediately took Aunt Lu's hand and said, "Auntie, hurry up, call father."
"Master, master..."
"Father……"
The sound reached Yang Bingzheng's ears clearly.
Is he still alive? Is he still alive? He wanted to die when the Liu family took away the jade from his body. He knew that the Liu family wanted to use him to threaten Mo Lan. The best way now is for him to die. As long as he dies
That's it, Molan doesn't have to be threatened and can concentrate on dealing with the Liu family.
He thought he was dead, but he didn't know how long it had passed before he suddenly heard Molan's voice in his ears.
"Nanny, nannan." Yang Bingzheng opened his lips but could not make a sound.