Seeing Miss Yang's joyful eyes, Liu Chengling narrowed his single phoenix eyes slightly, and his face showed a composure that did not suit his age.
In the past few days, Miss Yang's actions have been quite surprising and unexpected.
"According to what you said, it has been soaked in strong liquor and boiled in Andrographis paniculata water. The layers of soft cloth wrapped around it are also clean."
Yang Mo doesn't quite understand Liu Chengling's nature, but people like Liu Chengling will do this for her just to see what else she can do. Fortunately, she is from the Yang family, and the medical skills she uses are not too shocking. It's still acceptable.
"Miss Yang," Mrs. Yang's face turned pale with fear of Yang Pan's illness, and his voice was very hoarse, "go and have a look... Pan'er... maybe it's going to be okay."
Yang Mo looked at Shen Weiyan, who hurriedly carried the medicine box and followed her into the inner room.
In the inner room, Yang Pan was lying on his side, panting, with his fingers spread out to dig at his chest, as if he was trying to tear apart the flesh. He was breathing fast and urgent, his face was a little blue, his eyes were wide open, and he looked straight at Mr. Yang. .
Old Mrs. Yang's breathing seemed to have stopped, and his rickety body seemed to shrink into a ball. He sadly shouted to the doctor next to him, "Save my grandson quickly..."
The doctor had just given the injection and rushed over to take the life-saving pill and put it into Yang Pan's mouth. Yang Pan's condition did not ease at all. Old Mrs. Yang rushed to Yang Mo and said, "Miss Yang, please save my grandson. Whatever you say, I will agree to it, I will agree to it..."
Shen Weiyan looked at Young Master Yang carefully. With Young Master Yang's current situation, who could do anything? He turned to look at Miss Yang, who had already taken a few steps forward to check on the bed.
Shen Weiyan couldn't help but feel ashamed. He only knew that he was waiting there helplessly like the doctors next to him. He had been practicing medicine for many years, but he was still far behind Miss Yang.
Yang Mo turned to look at Shen Weiyan, "Go and see if the surgeon is here. If not, bring the things I asked you to prepare just now."
A cloth-wrapped silver tube and a sharpened bamboo pole are put into the silver tube, just like a homemade casing. The pointed bamboo pole can open the skin so that the silver tube can stay in the patient's chest.
Shen Weiyan prepared what Yang Mo wanted, and the servants of the Chang family brought Ji Zi Zhuan into the house.
Seeing the condition of the patient on the bed, Ji Zizhuan frowned and asked the Chang family next to him, "Is there any trauma?"
The servant of the Chang family said: "No, the doctor diagnosed it as internal bleeding."
"Have you taken any hemostatic medicine?"
"I ate it but vomited it all out."
Yang Mo was busy looking at Yang Pan's condition. Now she wanted to read all the medical books from beginning to end.
Yang Pan rolled over on the bed, turned his body to one side and stopped moving.
Ji Zizhuan asked: "Is this a lung disease?" The patient breathed hard, with his mouth wide open, obviously out of breath.
"It's intrapulmonary bleeding."
A woman's voice came from the bedside. The woman's eyes were on the patient from beginning to end, and she did not turn around because of any movement.
To be a doctor, you must first be calm and steady, and you are worthy of being a member of the Yang family. The Ji family has been able to pass down medical skills to their descendants, and they often teach their descendants this way.
"Mr. Ji," Yang Mo turned around, "could you please help us draw out the bad blood from the patient's chest." She had been thinking about how to explain to the ancient surgeon that if she wanted to save people, she couldn't just go her own way, she had to have enough. Reasons for everyone to help.
Draining the bad blood from the chest? He had never heard of this method. Ji Zizhuan frowned.
"Miss Yang still has to operate on the patient."
"Pricking the body can actually cure diseases?"
"Why not," Yang Mo said in a low voice, "If the disease is knotted inside and cannot be reached by acupuncture, you should first take Mafei Powder with wine. After you are drunk, you will not be aware of it, because the abdomen and back are cut open, or the stomach and intestines are damaged.
, then it was cut off and washed to remove diseases and dirt, then sutured and applied with divine ointment. The wound healed in four to five days, and everything recovered within a month. This is recorded in the history books, but now it is just to draw out the bad blood."
Everyone has heard of these things. Although they use them to motivate themselves on weekdays, and they may not be able to become such a miracle doctor in the future, everyone suspects that these are just exaggerations by the predecessors, otherwise there is no record of how to implement them.
"That's what is written in the book. Human lives are at stake now. How can we act so easily?"
Yang Mo turned to look at the doctor who was speaking, "Sir, there is another way now."
Yang Pan has become like this, and if he is not treated, he will die.
Ji Zi Zhuan listened quietly and suddenly raised his head, "Miss Yang said how to expel bad blood?"
Yang Mo's eyes fell on Yang Pan. Yang Pan's struggle became weaker and weaker, "Sir, do you have any surgical instruments?"
Ji Zizhuan thought for a moment, then looked at his apprentice and said, "Take out the utensils."
The square wooden box was opened, and Yang Mo lowered his head to look over. There were several types of knives, large and small, as well as bamboo boards, hooks, and tweezers. They looked different from those used in modern times, but they were very delicately made, especially one of the knives.
It looks similar to modern scalpels. I didn't expect such a good instrument to exist in ancient times.
"Young Master Yang can't breathe anymore." Everyone turned their attention to Ji Zi Zhuan, but the servant in charge reminded everyone.
"Are they all boiled?" Yang Mo asked Ji Zizhuan hurriedly.
"That's natural."
Hearing this, Yang Mo raised her head and looked at Ji Zizhuan, "We can't delay any longer, please ask Mr. Ji for help."
Inviting the other doctors out, Yang Mo ordered Shen Weiyan, "Take off the robe that Young Master Yang is wearing." In order to prevent everyone from thinking that she was shocking, Yang Mo pointed to Yang Pan's left rib, "Wipe it clean with Andrographis paniculata water.
Spread the soft cloth you just cooked here, exposing a fist-sized area, and then call me over, please hurry up."
Shen Weiyan responded, and Yang Mo walked behind the screen and waited.
Time passed little by little, Yang Mo closed her eyes and reviewed what she had learned again. When Shen Weiyan came to call, Yang Mo walked to the bed again and picked up the knife Ji Zizhuan had brought.
Ji Zizhuan's apprentice couldn't help but worry, "You have to be careful, that's my master's treasure." The master never let him touch these things, so how could he let a woman do so now?
"Cut an incision of more than half an inch along the two ribs." The knife fell and the skin was cut easily. I didn't expect Ji Zi Zhuan's knife to be so sharp. "Then use tweezers to open the incision and use a hook to close the incision."
Put the casing in."
Yang Mo pushed the cannula inward little by little.
Ji Zizhuan's eyes widened as he watched Miss Yang insert the silver tube into the patient's upper chest.
The silver tube encountered resistance and could no longer be inserted inwards. Yang Mo then started to move the bamboo pole inside. Feeling the penetration force, the silver tube followed suit.
It's done. It should be done. Now let's see if there is blood coming out of the tube.
Next to him, Mr. Yang struggled to get up and stepped forward to take a look. He just took two steps and suddenly saw blood pouring out of the silver tube. He suddenly fell to the ground with a heavy head and heavy blood.
With so much blood, Pan'er is definitely dead, Old Mrs. Yang thought, his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything anymore.
"Quickly...see...what happened to the old man?" the servants of the Chang family exclaimed.
Old Mrs. Yang fell to the ground and twitched, with a lot of foam coming out of his mouth.
It was an epileptic attack.
Seeing this, Shen Weiyan hurriedly took a thin piece of cork from the medicine box, stuffed it into Old Mrs. Yang's mouth, and said, "Carry the old Mr. Yang to the side room."
Only then did the servants of the Chang family react and stepped forward to lift Old Mrs. Yang up.
Old Mrs. Yang came out of the inner room, and everyone outside looked over.
Mother Chen quickly stopped her servant and asked eagerly, "What's going on?"
"A lot of blood came out all at once," the little maid turned pale with fright, and her eyes became wet when Mother Chen asked, "The eldest lady didn't know how to get so much blood, and the old man fainted when he saw it. .”
Mother Chen was stunned, "How good is this? Young Master Yang failed to save him, and something went wrong with Old Mrs. Yang..."
Just when I thought of this, another maid screamed in the room.
Mother Chen didn't care about anything else and opened the curtain and entered the inner room. When she saw the scene in front of her, she suddenly gasped. It was simply too scary.
There was blood everywhere on Master Yang's body and on the bed.
Miss Yang held a silver tube in her hand, and blood flowed out from the mouth of the tube, dyeing her dress red, but she didn't care and continued to play with the things in her hand.
How can a young lady who has not yet left the government be so courageous?
Mother Chen was surprised when Yang Pan, who was already out of breath on the bed, suddenly let out a long breath.
Mother Chen was so shocked that her heart almost seemed to be ripped out.
Everyone in the room except Yang Mo looked surprised that it was effective so quickly.
Yang Mo looked at Yang Pan on the bed, and her heart suddenly felt relaxed.
The reason why she studied medicine was because she liked the magic of medicine. After hundreds of years of research by predecessors, she left behind a huge wealth. Doctors finally knew when to save a person's life as quickly as possible.
Even though Ji Zi Zhuanrao was calm, he could not hide the surprise on his face. As long as there were symptoms of internal bleeding, the doctor would think of stopping the bleeding. Who would have thought of drawing out the bad blood?
"Miss Yang, why did you want to induce bad blood?" Ji Zizhuan couldn't help but ask again.
"Because excessive bleeding can compress the lungs and make people unable to breathe."
Ji Zizhuan couldn't help but memorize it, too much blood can make people unable to breathe.
Yang Mo brought the porcelain jar on the table, took out the bamboo stick, and tried to twist the silver tube. However, after several efforts, the silver tube was only slightly deformed, and the blood in the silver tube splashed on her body again.
Just when Yang Mo was feeling discouraged, Liu Chengling stretched out his slender hand and took what was in her hand. He pressed the silver tube with two fingers and it naturally bent into place, then put it into the porcelain jar calmly.
"Both sides of the tube need to be sewn." Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan, who asked his apprentice to take out the black lacquered wooden box from the medicine chest and opened it to see that there were all kinds of long needles inside.
Yang Mo picked out one piece and was about to sew on the thread. She tied a surgical knot in a clumsy way. After the first triple knot was tied, the following ones were much easier. She carefully sealed both sides of the silver tube and finally cut the thread and raised her head. , met Ji Zizhuan’s surprised gaze, “Miss Yang can tie knots with one hand?”
After thinking about it, there is nothing surprising. Women are always playing with needlework, so their hands are naturally more flexible.
Ji Zizhuan looked at the blood in the porcelain jar and asked, "What should we do next after drawing the blood out like this?"
Yang Mo said: "It depends on whether there is a lot of blood flow and if the wound can stop the bleeding, then the tube can be pulled out."
Shen Wei said: "It's just that Young Master Yang can't take the hemostatic medicine."
The reason why you can't take hemostatic medicine is because there is a lot of gastric acid and gas in your stomach. You need to undergo gastrointestinal decompression to relieve the symptoms of pancreatitis before the medicine can be given.
"The bad food must be removed from the stomach first before the medicine can be delivered."
What? Ji Zi Zhuan stood there in a daze. Just now, he was trying to bring out the bad blood in his lungs, and now he was trying to bring out the bad food in his stomach. Ji Zi Zhuan asked, "Do we still need to make a hole in our stomach?"
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Today is Parent-Child Day, so I apologize for the late update.
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