Yang Mo took out the contents of Yang Bingzheng's stomach with her own hands.
Stones, porcelain pieces, hay, and lumps of black, earth-like stuff.
Every time she picked out something, she felt sour in her heart.
She couldn't imagine what it would feel like to eat these. It would feel cold, painful, and difficult to swallow at all.
How much courage does it take to swallow this?
Yang Mo couldn't think about it anymore, because as long as she thought more, her hands couldn't help but tremble. It was obviously not possible to continue like this. Yang Mo looked at Mei Xiang next to her, "Help me sit aside."
Mei Xiang was a little stunned.
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Yang Mo's forehead, "Help me sit next to you..."
Mei Xiang immediately helped Yang Mo up, and Yang Mo put down the clamps in her hands.
Walking aside and taking off the cloth from her face, Yang Mo couldn't help but vomit immediately. The acid water in her stomach kept pushing upwards, making her feel burning pain in her stomach.
The operating room was full of panic, fright, and nervousness which still affected her.
"Wei Mao," Yang Mo took a breath and immediately looked at Wei Mao, "You have to clean the abdominal cavity and then cooperate with Mr. Ji to suture it."
Wei Mao nodded immediately, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely be able to do a good job."
Yang Mo took off her clothes and walked out, and immediately saw Zhu Shan squatting at the door. Zhu Shan's eyes were fixed on the medicine bottle on the tray. When he heard the sound of walking, a nervous look appeared on his face.
It was she who breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Shan regards penicillin as important as life. Every time he takes medicine, Zhu Shan will follow him. He will feel relieved when he sees penicillin being used on patients.
Yang Mo looked at Zhu Shan and said, "Give me the medicine. You can go back and rest. It won't work if it continues like this."
Zhu Shan shook his big head, "The princess is more tired than us. We are just waiting. The princess has to undergo surgery inside. If you don't let us accompany you, we will only feel more uncomfortable."
He knew better than anyone how to make this medicine. It seemed that he led people to make the medicine over and over again, but in fact the princess put in more hard work.
Most women deal with piles of makeup and powder every day, and only the princess would look at those moldy things. Only the princess would look carefully at the messy things he wrote.
Then he would copy those things and turn them into words that anyone could read. He would also smile and tell him to learn more calligraphy, and even hire a teacher for him.
What kind of thing is he? He has a husband who teaches him how to read and write. He can't even afford pants and can only wear Shi Lao Niang's pants.
Even the children in the alley would pick up stones and throw them at him, calling him a fool.
Only Princess Kang would treat him with such courtesy and treat him like a family member. Now when he walks on the street, there will be people marrying him. Everyone around him praises him, but he knows clearly in his heart what he is. He used to be a mud pit.
The stone was now washed clean by Princess Kang and placed there to make him look bright.
In fact, he relied on Princess Kang. Without Princess Kang, he would be the same as before.
"Princess, please take care of yourself, Mr. Yang will definitely get better." Zhu Shan said seriously with a straight face.
There was silence all around, and then someone followed and said: "It will be fine."
"Yes, it will definitely be fine."
Now this is what she hopes for in her heart, hoping that her father will get well so that she can fulfill her filial piety by her bedside.
Yang Mo took a breath and turned around and returned to the operating room.
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"It's ready to be sutured." Yang Mo checked it carefully and looked at Ji Zi Zhuan.
Ji Zi Zhuan nodded.
"We need to place a drainage tube, let Zhu Shan prepare the medicine, and start using penicillin when we leave the operating room."
Zhang Ge hurriedly went out to make arrangements.
After the wound was sutured, Yang Mo lowered her head and called Yang Bingzheng, but Yang Bingzheng lay quietly motionless. Xiao Quan was pressing the respirator on the side, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
Everyone was very nervous. Master said that the biggest thing after the operation is whether the patient can wake up.
Ji Zi Zhuan comforted him, "Mr. Yang is weak and it is not easy to survive the operation. He must rest to get better."
I hope so.
Seeing Yang Bingzheng being carried into the inner room, Aunt Lu almost rushed over and asked, "Is the master okay?" Aunt Lu looked at Yang Bingzheng on the bed without any reaction and asked Yang Mo in a trembling voice.
Yang Mo said: "Thanks to the timely discovery, the operation went smoothly. Now we will see how the recovery goes after the operation."
Based on her years of medical experience, a frail person like her father is likely to suffer from multiple organ failure after surgery, and this is what she fears.
There were not many instruments for support, and all they had in their hands was a simple respirator. Fortunately, there were so many people taking care of her, otherwise she really wouldn't have the slightest confidence.
Mr. Bai came in and said, "Can you make a prescription and have someone prepare the medicine and deliver it to Mr. Yang?"
Yang Mo shook his head, "I did it before, but now that I have the surgery, I have to fast completely." At this point, Yang Mo looked at Mr. Bai and asked, "Can I use an injection?"
Mr. Bai stroked his beard for a long time and said, "It does work. I'll do the acupuncture now to see if Mr. Yang can bear it now."
Traditional Chinese medicine talks about vitality in the body, and she understood it to be what Western medicine calls the body's immunity. If the heart can be kept open, organ failure can be prevented.
Therefore, it is still necessary to use needles to unblock the meridians.
Yang Mo held up the needle to help Mr. Bai perform the acupuncture.
After using the needle, Yang Bingzheng's heartbeat was stable in bed.
Yang Mo whispered: "Does this mean we can continue to use this method to treat diseases?"
Mr. Bai nodded, "We have never seen the treatment method used by the princess, and we don't know whether it is compatible with our acupuncture. We have to try it slowly."
This is a treatment that combines Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
Yang Mo now also hopes that she can bring back the dead, so that she can cure her father in bed.
In the past, she was afraid that her father would not recognize her as a daughter from modern times when he saw her, but now she hoped that her father would open his eyes and look suspiciously at her, asking her where her medical skills came from, whether they were good or bad.
It's bad, as long as people are alive.
As long as people are alive, they will have the opportunity to live together again. Even if there is no good beginning, there will be a good ending.
Just as Yang Mo was about to sit down, Qiu Tong came in from the outside and said, "Princess...there's someone outside asking for treatment again."
"Isn't Mr. Yao outside? There is also a doctor from Tai Hospital. I can't see you anymore today." Now she just wants to keep her father safe.
Qiu Tong couldn't help but hesitate, but couldn't help but said: "Princess, it's... it's... Mr. Chang Wu."
Chang Yi Ning? Yang Mo frowned, how could it be Chang Yi Ning? She knew that Chang Yi Ning also played a role in saving her father this time. Originally, Zhou Chengling meant for Chang Yi Ning to stay in the palace until her father was well and able to report.
At the court, Chang Yining said that there was still a lot of filial piety in the family, and he had to rush back to observe filial piety. However, Zhou Chengling also told Chang Yining not to leave Chang's house during this period. If Liu Yantian knew about the whole thing, Chang Yining might be killed.
disaster.
But how...
Yang Mo stood up and asked, "Is the injury serious?"
Qiu Tong said: "I heard that the Chang family stabbed her in the chest with scissors and she bled a lot. When Mr. Yao saw her, he also asked me to call him Princess."
Chest, I'm afraid it will hurt the heart. Under these conditions, there is no way to save the heart if it's damaged.
Yang Mo looked at Mr. Bai and said, "Old sir, my father will leave this place to you first."
Mr. Bai nodded.
Only then did Yang Mo leave the house.
There was a commotion outside, and several people stood shivering in the house carrying a wooden board. Mr. Ji bent down and looked at Chang Yining on the wooden board.
Everyone has forgotten that Chang Yining can be put down first before diagnosis and treatment.
Yang Mo looked over and almost gasped.
Blood dripped all the way, and the cloth on Chang Yining's body was all soaked.
Yang Mo rolled up her sleeves and walked over, "Where are the scissors? When did you take them out?"
The Chang family members' minds went blank and they could no longer say anything.
If you are injured by something like a knife or scissors, you must not pull the thing out of the body before going to the hospital to prepare blood, otherwise the wound will not be closed.
"That does not work."
Mr. Ji was still pressing the wound, but no matter how hard he pressed the blood, the blood kept flowing out.
If this continues, there will be no time for blood tests, let alone blood transfusions.
Regardless of anything else, Yang Mo pushed away the Ji Zi Zhuan and inserted her fingers along the wound, "No matter what method you use, you must first stop the bleeding. If there is nothing, use your fingers."
His fingers were inserted into the wound, and the blood flowing out of the wound was immediately covered with Yang Mo's clothes and sleeves. When the family members who were carrying Chang Yining saw this situation, their legs softened and they almost fell to the ground.
Chang Yining, who was drowsy on the bed, opened his eyes slightly not knowing whether it was because of the pain.
"Yining, Yining," Mrs. Chang shouted as she entered the door. When she saw Yang Mo's hand reaching into Chang Yining's chest, she was about to faint. Mother Chen next to her immediately stretched out her hand to help her, "What are you doing?
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What does it feel like to have someone's hands dig into your body?
How painful would that be?
Mrs. Chang just wanted to step forward and knock away everyone who hurt her child, but Mother Chen held her tightly, "Madam, madam, that is Princess Kang. The only one who can save the Fifth Master is Princess Kang. Kang
If the princess is willing to save the fifth master, then you must trust Princess Xinkang."
This is what Mother Chen kept saying in her ears along the way.
If Princess Kang is willing to save Yi Ning, she must trust Princess Kang completely and she can no longer remember those hatreds.
How could she still be thinking about those things in the past at this time? If Princess Kang refused to cure her, she would even die on her knees and beg Princess Kang to save Yi Ning.
She was just temporarily dizzy and thought someone was hurting her son.
Mrs. Chang watched as Yang Mo ordered her disciple to take the wooden board from the hands of the Chang family, and asked someone to carry Yi Ning aside. She also said some words that she couldn't understand, such as asking for a blood test... and asking for salt water.
, she only knew people in the room were running in and out quickly.
What is going on? Why has everything changed? It is not what she thought. She thought that the old lady who loved Yi Ning the most was going to kill Yi Ning, but she thought that the Yang family who wanted the Chang family to die was saving her.