Surgeons, like surgeons, always think of surgery involuntarily when they encounter a patient.
"No, just use a tube made of sheep intestines to go through the nose and throat to the stomach," he said, looking at Ji Zi Zhuan sheepishly, "I see you have a small bamboo tube there, I want to imitate it and make a slightly larger one.
Yes, I need to pump out the contents of my stomach in a while."
Ji Zi Zhuan said: "I also made this small bamboo tube after imitating the ancient book, and prepared to pour medicine into the sores of bayberry patients. Since Miss Yang has found a better way to cure bayberry sores, this small bamboo tube will not be used anymore."
Whatever it is used for, Miss Yang can just take it."
The small bamboo tube is like a syringe. It is recorded in "Yangming Complete Works", but it needs to be improved so that it can be used easily. Now the small bamboo tube is missing a piston.
Ji Zizhuan listened to what Miss Yang ordered the maid to prepare, and became more and more surprised. When did the Yang family's medical skills develop to a point where it was difficult for others to match them?
Qiutong and the little maid hurriedly went to prepare.
It just so happened that the Chang family was having a banquet today and had already brought a big fat sheep. Qiu Tong and others rushed into the kitchen to ask for something. The rude mother-in-law didn't seem to understand what the girls meant.
"What did you want?"
"Sheep intestines?"
Mother Chen walked all the way into Mrs. Chang's house, panting.
Chang Yiwan had just put away her makeup and was talking to Mrs. Chang.
"Madam," Mother Chen whispered, "Master Yang is alive."
Chang Yiwan's eyes widened, and sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. He looked at the eldest wife anxiously, opened his mouth in a panic, not knowing what to say, and after a while he said, "Mom, think of a way...
Never... never let him come back to life... What should I do with my affairs... my affairs?"
Mrs. Chang calmed down and asked Mother Chen carefully, "Didn't the doctor say that there is no hope of recovery? Why did he suddenly wake up?"
"Miss Yang bled Young Master Yang. It was strange. Young Master Yang woke up immediately." Mother Chen had been following Mrs. Chang for a long time. She considered herself a person who had seen the world, but that scene really frightened her.
Jump.
"What is Molan doing now?" Mrs. Chang asked.
"They said they wanted to prepare sheep intestines to relieve gas in the stomach," Mother Chen said, remembering the Dong family. "I heard that Prince Dong was also cured in this way. The servants had already taken medicine to stop the bleeding. As long as Yang
Once the young master stops vomiting, the medicine can be given and the bleeding can be stopped."
Mrs. Chang grasped the key point of what Mrs. Chen said, which was that she needed to take medicine to stop the bleeding.
Chang Yiwan couldn't sit still, her big eyes were covered with red threads, "Mom, let's go take a look and think of a way... I can't believe that my jade pendant was also picked up by Yang Molan at this moment."
Mrs. Chang turned to look at Chang Yiwan, "Do you want me to kill him in public?"
Chang Yiwan suddenly became quiet.
There were so many people in Yang Pan's house now, so he couldn't go over and kill him at this time. Chang Yiwan went to see Chen's mother for help, and suddenly felt unusually aggrieved, "This is in our home, and we have to look at other people's faces to do things in our home."
?Yang Molan is the one who depends on us."
The more Chang Yiwan talked, the angrier she became, and tears fell down, "Yang Molan first made a fuss and refused to marry her brother, and then said that our family was greedy for her dowry. Now that Yang Pan has been cured, what is she going to do? Yes.
It’s not that she won’t stop until she kills me, she is really a scorpion-hearted person, why didn’t I see it before, she is going to destroy me.”
"In my opinion," Mother Chen whispered, "Miss Yang can't even hope to marry into a good family in the future. She shows her face in front of men and touches men's bodies... Compared with her, the eldest lady is just a loser.
It’s just a jade pendant.”
At this point, Mrs. Chang thought about it carefully and wanted to think of other countermeasures. Now, "Isn't it still not completely rescued?" She looked at Mother Chen and said, "The thing Miss Yang wants is strange, and our family also has it."
When it doesn't come out, those medicinal materials to stop bleeding may not be effective, especially Miss Yang's method, which has never been seen by anyone, and no one knows whether it can save the person."
Mother Chen understood what the eldest lady meant. The hemostatic medicine can use bad medicinal materials, and the sheep intestine can also be made poorly. As long as one thing goes wrong, life is not fleeting, and it is Miss Chen who is treating it now.
Master Chen, as long as something goes wrong, the government can't explain such a weird treatment.
Mother Chen whispered: "I will make arrangements right now."
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Yang Mo was staring at the blood in the porcelain jar. Although Yang Pan looked better, if he continued like this, he would still die from blood loss. With Yang Pan's weight, a blood transfusion would be necessary if he lost one thousand milliliters of blood. But in ancient times,
Wherever there are conditions for blood transfusion, death is inevitable.
Qiu Tong and others have not brought the sheep intestines for a long time. Even if they bring it now, it may be too late. She can't wait any longer. If this continues, all the previous efforts will be wasted. She must come up with a feasible treatment method as soon as possible.
"Or I'll try it with a needle again."
Seeing Yang Mo's solemn expression, Shen Weiyan wanted to say "Don't worry", but thinking about it, he had no way to change Master Yang's condition. He was only good at hemostatic drugs and acupuncture.
Yang Mo turned her head and looked over. Shen Weiyan pursed her lips slightly and placed her hands quietly by her side. Her expression was very anxious, but her eyes were filled with concern and warmth. Even Shen Weiyan could see her nervousness.
Yang Mo thought about it carefully, then stretched out her hand to compare with Yang Pan, "I have another way, but I can only give it a try in this situation."
Ji Zizhuan couldn't help but ask, "In this critical situation, is there any other way?"
"Yes," Yang Mo took a long breath, "I'm afraid it's too late to take the hemostatic medicine now. It's better to use the hemostatic medicine directly on the wound."
Hemostatic drugs are used on wounds. This is a common treatment method. Ji Zi Zhuan did not find it strange, but after thinking about it carefully, he raised his head in shock, "Miss Yang said that the medicine should be sent in... sent in...
..." He pointed at Yang Pan's chest and was so horrified that he couldn't say anything for a moment.
"Yes," Yang Mo whispered, "I think so."
This is too ridiculous. How can we deliver the medicine and know where the wound is? Ji Zizhuan can't believe it at all. Miss Yang just has such an idea.
"It's not that we can't know where the injury is. Young Master Yang's lungs were only damaged when his ribs were broken. As long as you search inward along the broken ribs, you should be able to find it."
Is this possible? Ji Zizhuan refused to believe it. He turned to look at the two people in the room. Doctor Shen was just a little surprised, but did not have any doubts. The doctor next to him... had a beard, but his eyes were so...
He felt familiar... Who... Who... After asking himself twice, Ji Zizhuan suddenly remembered that it was... it was... and he wanted to open his mouth to speak.
The man met his gaze, his dark eyes very calm.
Ji Zizhuan shut his mouth tightly, turned around and opened the medicine box himself, and asked Miss Yang to choose the medicine powder from it, "They are all styptic powders passed down from my Ji family's ancestors."
The medicine has been found, but the key is how to find the wound.
Yang Mo picked up Ji's scalpel, sterilized Yang Pan's skin, and cut it off neatly. Yang Pan on the bed was slightly awake and immediately shouted. Fortunately, the pain from the broken ribs had made Yang Pan numb. After that, Yang Pan just groaned and struggled slightly.
After the wound was cut, Yang Mo tried to put her clean hand in to search, and put her hand into the warm body. This was her first time. With Yang Mo's movements, there seemed to be more blood in the silver tube. flow out.
"The pulse condition has changed a bit," Shen Weiyan reminded Yang Mo, "It's not a large pulse but a thin pulse."
Thin pulses occur only when the body is weak.
"I want to take a heart-protecting pill," Shen Weiyan said, turning to tell the servants of the Chang family, "Do you have a toad-flavored heart-protecting pill in your house?"
The Chang family members hurriedly said: "I will go down and ask questions now."
A wealthy family like the Chang family would prepare some secret medicines in case of emergencies, and the Heart-protecting Pill was one of them.
After a while, the mother who was in charge of the Chang family came over and said, "We don't have it now. We are sending people everywhere to look for it."
The Chang family deliberately refused to administer the medicine. Yang Mo couldn't help but feel disappointed. When she heard Shen Weiyan talking about the heart-protecting pill, she thought it would be better if she could delay it for a while...
Liu Chengling's voice sounded, "Ajiu went to the drug store to get the heart-protecting pill."
After a simple instruction, there was a burst of footsteps under the eaves outside.
The room was very quiet. Yang Mo seemed to hear someone opening the curtain and looking into the inner room.
"It's really ridiculous, Miss Yang, this is..."
It was his first time to put his hand into the patient's body. Ji Zi Zhuan could hear his heart pounding. What was it like to take back a life from the hands of the Lord of Hell?
Yang Mo searched carefully, holding her breath, and felt a stream of heat on her fingertips. She found it, right here... But her fingers could not press the wound. Yang Pan was too fat, and her fingers could not completely press the wound. live.
Yang Mo turned around and looked at the people in the room.
Mr. Ji is very direct and worthy of being a surgeon. However, Mr. Ji often comes into contact with those carbuncles. It is inevitable that boils will have bacteria on his hands that cannot be washed away. Shen Weiyan's fingers are not slender enough. Yang Mo glanced at Liu Chengling next to him. His fingers Smooth and slender, just like him.
"Mr. Liu, can you please help me?"
Ji Zizhuan's eyes suddenly raised and he followed Miss Yang's gaze. This is... is... why did Miss Yang ask him to help?
There were obviously two other doctors in this room, him and Shen Weiyan.
Liu Chengling raised his eyebrows, his eyes seemed careless but very bright. There was no surprise from Ji Zizhuan, no nervousness from Shen Weiyan, and he said quietly and calmly, "Miss Yang, please speak."
Yang Mo said: "Mr. Liu, please clean your hands like I just did. You have to be quick, otherwise it will be too late."
Soak it in spirits and then wash it carefully with andrographis water for about a quarter of an hour.
Yang Mo didn't know if Yang Pan could hold on. The porcelain jar was already full of blood, and Yang Pan's face was getting paler and paler. On the day she was born with hairpins, God would give her such a test. If she failed... No, She doesn't agree with this result.
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