Shen Cong started to roll his eyes when he saw the old lady, and directly pushed 'her filial son' outside the screen: "Are you stupid? My master is a doctor, and he is willing to take action because he thinks your daughter can still be saved.
There was no enmity in the past, so if it wasn't to save her life, why bother to cut her?"
The old woman's son had no choice but to wait outside the screen anxiously with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse.
'Cricothyrotomy' can be said to be one of the simplest surgeries. Not to mention surgeons, even ordinary people who have participated in first aid training can operate it. Mingruo prepared the necessary instruments and completed the operation neatly. , finally fix the cannula and cover it with a layer of dressing to prevent the wound from being contaminated.
Although Shen Cong knew that the master's operation was steady and fast, he was still surprised when he saw no blood splattered out after a cut on the neck.
“The key to this operation is the position of the incision to avoid damaging the cricoid cartilage, otherwise ‘laryngeal stenosis’ will occur after recovery.
"Oh." Shen Cong nodded, indicating that he understood.
Mingruo looked at Nan Xing again: "Do you know where to strike?"
"A finger below the Lianquan point." Nan Xing replied.
"Smart!" Mingruo gave Nan Xing a big 'like' with his eyes.
The old woman's son was a little anxious. How was his mother now? The doctor didn't tell his mother's condition, so why did he teach his disciples?
Since she had just been scolded by Shen Cong, she didn't dare to ask, so she only poked her head in and looked in. She saw that her mother's body was not stained with blood, and her neck was covered with a piece of snow-white cotton gauze.
However, my mother looks much better now. The bruises on her face have faded and she is now only slightly pale.
"Doctor..." the man called softly.
"Come here." Shen Cong waved to him, as if he had arrived just in time, "Move the maternity to the stretcher."
"Okay." The man followed the instructions and moved the old woman onto the stretcher together with A Yuan.
"Your Majesty needs to go to the ward behind the medicine hall for observation for two days, wait for the swelling in the larynx to subside, and then take out the intubation before going back." After Mingruo first informed the family of the situation, he also explained how to take care of A Yuan.
Mingruo was wearing men's clothing now, but because the old woman looked very stereotyped, Mingruo gave the old woman a skin test to confirm that she was not allergic to the antibiotics, and asked A Yuan to give her intramuscular injections.
"Is it the same as the injection given to Mrs. Zhu last time?" A Yuan asked, looking at the syringe on the tray.
"Yes." Mingruo nodded.
"Okay, I understand." A Yuan picked up the tray and came to the old woman's side.
Mingruo walked out of the ward first: "Let's go out first."
Shen Cong thought over and over in his mind every step of the master's operation just now. He followed the master out without saying a word.
The old woman's son refused to come out and asked to stay in the ward to look after his mother. Ming Ruo ignored him and let him do as he pleased.
But before he could have a cup of tea, the man came out of the ward, with an expression on his face that was hard to describe - the treatment methods in this medicine hall were really unexpected. It was obviously a throat disease, but he still had to take off his skirt when giving acupuncture. ,This...hey...
Seeing the man walking out of the ward with an embarrassed look on his face, Shen Cong was speechless. Isn't it a slap in the face for you to disobey the master?
However, when he thought about the medical fee, he put on a professional smile and said: "You are a man, so you are not meticulous in taking care of me. It is best to let the maid serve you."
"Thank you, Doctor Shen, for the tip. I've sent my mother-in-law back to get her things, and I'll bring someone back soon." The man bowed his hand to Shen Cong.
"The old lady will only stay for two or three days before returning home. One or two people will be enough to serve her." Shen Cong still made it clear to him in advance, so that he could be like Prince Ping, who had to pull three or five carriages and bring dozens of servants. That's not good.
"Okay." The man nodded, indicating that he understood.
Shen Cong told Nan Xing to pay more attention, and then followed the master back to the back house: "Master, I've had the injection, do you still need the Qingyan Powder?"
"Yes." Mingruo nodded.
"Okay." Shen Cong was about to leave, but then he remembered that he forgot to ask an important question, "How much do we charge for consultation?"
"Hmm..." Mingruo has always been more casual about spending money. This surgery is also very simple. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Just take twenty or thirty taels..."
"Oh." Shen Cong nodded and calculated as he walked out, "The consultation fee is thirty taels and the medicine fee is twenty taels, so that's fifty taels..."
When Si Haochen saw Lao Shen settling accounts like this, he was very sure that he was his wife's direct disciple.
"Are you busy?" Si Haochen poured a cup of jasmine tablets for Mingruo and put it on the table.
Mingruo washed her hands, picked up the tea and drank: "It has stabilized for the time being, but I have to stay here tonight so that I can deal with emergencies."
"Huh?" Si Haochen raised his eyebrows slightly, "What about me?"
"You...you can come with me, or you can go back home on your own." Ming Ruo made a face at Si Haochen.
"I take my beloved concubine with me wherever I go..." Si Haochen gave Mingruo a look of understanding.
"Yeah." Mingruo nodded solemnly, and when he was about to say something, he noticed that the 'whiteboard' was jumping up and down in the space...
"I have to go into the space for a while." Mingruo stood up and went to close the door, and happened to see A Yuan coming back, "A Yuan, I need to take a rest, don't let anyone disturb me."
"Yes." A Yuan nodded in agreement.
Mingruo fastened the door bolt and took Si Haochen into the space.
At this time, the whiteboard was still floating around in the space, like clouds and mist floating in the wind in the mountains.
The 'whiteboard' is a space weapon spirit. As soon as Mingruo and Si Haochen entered the space, it naturally felt it immediately. Thinking of the 'sphere of influence' that it was divided into, it seemed... it seemed... it was probably - it had crossed the line!
The 'White Board' originally wanted to make a low-key exit, but Dahong, who was responsible for looking after the home, naturally couldn't let it succeed, and pointed out the location of the 'White Board' accurately while "oohing".
The 'white board' felt that it was really difficult for him. Then he looked at a certain prince who was wiping the Scarlet Sky Sword as soon as he came in...
'White Ban' said weakly: "Master, I plan to open a medicinal garden in the snow-capped mountains specifically for planting snow-capped mountain medicinal materials, and go down to the mountain to transplant some cold-loving medicinal materials..."
Mingruo crossed his arms across his chest, as if you were going to keep making it up and see if I believe it.
"That...actually, I discovered that the master has treated another patient with a 'difficult and complicated disease' today. As long as you treat one more 'difficult and complicated disease', the space will be advanced to the third level..." Although the 'white board' had its head lowered, in Mingruo's view, it was just a blur and it was impossible to tell where its head was.
"Hmm." Mingruo also couldn't figure out what the Yan Ling Bracelet's criteria were for judging 'difficult and complicated diseases', so he didn't bother to check the records of "The Yan Ling Bracelet" later. Unexpectedly, Space Li advanced for the third time. It's just one step away.
