Chu Qi was first sent to a residential house by the Chu family. Before Chu Qingwan left, Lingting followed her instructions and moved him to Baiweixuan.
This is a food shop that has just opened. It is said that the pastry chef is a royal chef who came from the palace. The food he makes is beautiful and delicious, and the business is booming.
Chu Qi was placed in a wing in the backyard for resting. When Chu Qingwan and Lingting entered, he was unconscious and a woman was washing a handkerchief and wiping his cheek.
Seeing Chu Qingwan enter the house, she greeted him and said, "Miss, Mr. Chu's situation is not good."
Chu Qingwan said "hmm" and felt for his pulse, his brows getting tighter as he felt his pulse.
Lingting asked from the side: "Master, can I be saved?"
Chu Qingwan stopped her hand: "The internal injuries are too serious, I will try my best."
At this level, if you take a picture and check the blood in modern times, you can easily see that it is internal bleeding, which is quite dangerous.
After Chu Qingwan finished speaking, he lifted the quilt and raised his hand to touch Chu Qi's legs. They found they were broken.
Lingting explained: "He fell off the horse during the horse race, and his leg was broken by the horse chasing behind him."
Chu Qingwan clicked his tongue and pinched his eyebrows: "Take off his clothes, apply the acupuncture first, Lingting will prepare it, and I will set his bones."
Lingting went to prepare the tools to be used, and the serving woman struggled to help Chu Qi up, took off his shirt, and stripped him down to only his underpants.
After a while, Chu Qingwan poured wine and washed his hands, picked up the silver needle and inserted it quickly.
Chu Qi woke up under the stimulation of the silver needle. His vision was full of double images. It took him a long time to see the people around him clearly, and he asked weakly: "You...who are you...?"
Chu Qingwan didn't even raise his head: "The person who saved you."
Chu Qi was overjoyed and became excited: "Then, my legs... ahem -"
Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently, and traces of blood spilled from his lips, dyeing his pale face bright red.
Chu Qingwan looked stern and raised her eyes to look at him: "Don't talk and relax, otherwise the blood will flow backwards and even the gods can't save you."
Chu Qi tried to calm down, still thinking about his legs silently.
To travel around the world, he needs a strong body. He loves horse racing, and his legs are his capital for galloping.
In fact, he woke up after being injured, and the first words he heard at that time were: "Young Master, I can't do anything with my old legs. I'm afraid I will have to cling to a wheelchair in the future."
Chu Qi was so excited that he fainted again on the spot.
Now that he was awake again, he had no intention of caring about the fact that the person giving him the acupuncture was just a young girl. After hearing the words "the one who saved you", all he could think about was his legs.
After Chu Qingwan put in the last needle, he carefully checked his leg and said firmly: "Don't worry, it's fine."
Chu Qi was overjoyed: "Can it really be cured?"
Chu Qingwan nodded.
She could make Mo Jingyu stand up even with his old ailments, but this new injury was easier to deal with.
However, Chu Qi is so serious that it will take a lot of time.
Chu Qingwan only hoped that before he recovered, the Chu family could stay peaceful and not make trouble and not disrupt her plans.
"Master, it's time to set the bones." Lingting reminded her, standing by the side to be dispatched.
Chu Qingwan poured out a pill and fed it to Chu Qi. After a while, Chu Qi closed her eyes, rolled up her sleeves, and started to move with concentration.
The medical conditions in ancient times were not as good as modern ones. It was impossible to put steel pins into the bones to fix them. Every inch of the bones had to be felt with both hands, and there was no room for sloppiness.
Even though Chu Qingwan was good at this, it took him a full hour and he was sweating profusely by the end.
She straightened up, wiped her forehead, felt her pulse again, and then retracted the needle, and that was all.