Chen Hu didn't understand. He was stunned and said in a hoarse voice: "Third brother, this..."
Su Sanlang took a breath and said, "Huzi, my fourth sister has become a disciple of Dr. Wu and studied medicine with him, so I brought her here to see if I can help."
Chen Hu choked up and understood what Su Sanlang meant.
He said: "Third brother, thank you."
Su Xiaolu reached the bedside, stretched out her hand and began to diagnose Qian's pulse. She was very attentive.
Chen Da Niu and Chen Er Niu both stopped crying for fear of disturbing Su Xiaolu.
Su Xiaolu let go of Qian's hand and turned to Chen Hu and said, "Uncle Huzi, I can cure it, but can I ask you for a favor?"
Chen Hu had no hope at first. After all, Su Xiaolu was only so old. When he heard Su Xiaolu's request, he thought he had heard it wrong and was a little stunned.
Su Sanlang reacted first. He went to Su Xiaolu and said, "Fourth sister, do you need help?"
Su Xiaolu looked at Su Sanlang and said, "Dad, you can't help me with this. Uncle Huzi can do it."
Chen Hu had come to his senses and strode to the bedside and asked Su Xiaolu: "Fourth sister, do you need help?"
Chen Da Niu and Chen Er Niu looked at Su Xiaolu expectantly with a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
"Uncle Huzi, please help me take off my aunt's clothes, and I will seal her needle to stop the bleeding."
Su Xiaolu said to Chen Hu that she herself opened the medicine box, took out several herbs, and said without raising her head: "Dad, please help me make the medicine."
Su Sanlang nodded and agreed: "Okay, I'll make the medicine."
"Uncle Third, I'll help you light the fire."
Chen Da Niu wiped her tears and got out of bed holding back her tears.
Su Sanlang looked at the well-behaved and sensible Chen Da Niu. He nodded and said, "Okay, Da Niu, come and help."
Chen Erniu also wanted to go, but she was holding her child in her arms.
Chen Da Niu turned to her and told her, "Er Niu, take good care of your brother."
Chen Erniu nodded with tears in her eyes.
Su Sanlang took Da Niu Chen out and went straight to the kitchen to prepare the medicine.
Su Xiaolu took out the ginseng and sliced it with a knife, then opened Qian's mouth and stuffed it in.
She climbed onto the bed, and Chen Erniu hugged her newborn brother and retreated to the corner to make way for Su Xiaolu.
Chen Hu took off Qian's clothes.
Su Xiaolu opened the needle bag, took out a silver needle, reached out and pressed it on Qian's chest before inserting it.
One stick, two sticks, three sticks... ten sticks...
Chen Hu watched and counted with his own eyes, and Su Xiaolu stopped after inserting eighty-five needles.
These needles were placed from Qian's chest to all four limbs, which was frightening to see.
After Su Xiaolu got the needle inserted, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat with his sleeve.
She grabbed Qian's hand and checked her pulse again.
No one dares to disturb the tranquility of this process.
Next, it’s time for stitches. When a woman gives birth, she will most likely be torn apart during childbirth. If she doesn’t have stitches, she will be sick for the rest of her life. In ancient times, private parts were mostly hidden, so how could a doctor do stitches?
Generally, the birth is normal, the force is good, the labor is slow, there is no rush, and there is usually no tearing. However, most of the births are panicked, the strength is exhausted, and the labor is difficult. External force has to be used to push hard, and the baby weighs six or seven pounds.
, nine times out of ten it will be a big tear.
Ms. Qian had a big tear, and her wound would not be able to stop bleeding without stitches.
When Su Xiaolu was hesitating about how to tell Chen Hu, Zhao's knock on the door sounded softly, and Zhao's gentle voice came from outside the house: "Brother Huzi, is there anything I can help you with?"
When Chen Hu was about to say no, Su Xiaolu spoke first.
"Uncle Huzi, please go out. I'll just ask my mother to help me next. I also ask you to prepare some hot water and spirits for me."
Needles naturally need to be sterilized, and boiling water and spirits are enough.
Chen Hu nodded, glanced reluctantly at Qian who had not yet woken up, turned around and opened the door and went out.
Opening the door, Chen Hu gratefully said to Mrs. Zhao, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Mrs. Zhao quickly entered the room and said, "What did you say?"
Mrs. Zhao had already heard what Su Xiaolu said. Mrs. Zhao closed the door after entering the room and walked towards Su Xiaolu. She said to Su Xiaolu: "Fourth sister, what do you want my mother to do?"
Su Xiaolu said to Mrs. Zhao: "Mom, aunt still has a big wound on her body. I have to help her sew up the wound. I want you to help me get a light. It's too dark and I can't see."
Mrs. Zhao was so horrified that she couldn't even think about getting stitches there. She looked at Su Xiaolu's eyes, which were full of seriousness. Then she looked at the silver needle on Ms. Qian's body. Ms. Zhao suppressed the horror in her heart and said:
"Okay, Mom, help you get the lamp."
No matter what method is used, as long as Qian's life can be saved, it doesn't matter.
As a woman, looking at Chen Erniu holding back tears and looking forward to it on the bed, Zhao's heart ached. As long as there was a chance, how could she not want to live.
Chen Hu quickly brought hot water and liquor. He wanted to come in to help, but Zhao was here, so he should avoid it.
Zhao said to Chen Hu: "Brother Huzi, don't worry."
Chen Hu was so grateful that even though he had a thousand words to say, he could only say the word "thank you".
Chen Hu refused to enter the house, but soon he asked Chen Da Niu to come in to help.
Chen Da Niu was startled, but still suppressed her fear and asked what she could do.
Su Xiaolu was sterilizing the needles and threads, and she said, "Big sister, please clean up the blood stains for Auntie. I will disinfect it right away."
Chen Da Niu nodded with tears in her eyes and went to help Qian clean up.
Qian had lost so much blood that the bedding underneath her was soaked.
After scrubbing, Mrs. Zhao took a lamp to illuminate, while Su Xiaolu soaked her hands in spirits, and she took a needle and thread to sew.
Qian woke up in pain.
Looking at the trembling silver needle on her body, she felt a little dazed, and seemed to understand that this was trying to save her, so she just let out a cry of pain and gritted her teeth tightly, not letting herself make any more noise in pain.
When the last stitch was completed, Su Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's done."
When Mrs. Zhao saw Mrs. Qian who was awake, she breathed a sigh of relief. She put the lamp back on and then said, "Fourth sister, these needles..."
Qian had a silver needle stuck in her body and couldn't cover herself with a quilt. It was also cold today.
Su Xiaolu said: "Mom, this injection won't be available for another half an hour. I have to work hard for my aunt. Then I can just grab some medicine and add some to resist the wind and cold."
Qian loosened his teeth and took several deep breaths before speaking in a hoarse voice: "Sister-in-law, Xiaolu, thank you for saving my life."
Ms. Zhao shook her head gently: "Don't talk about that."
Mrs. Qian's face was very pale. She had lost so much blood. After all, she had lost her health and her life was not easy. Thinking about it, Ms. Zhao felt bitter for Mrs. Qian.
It's hard to be a woman in this world, it's hard.
Chen Da Niu went out with the blood water. Chen Hu was outside the door and asked worriedly: "Da Niu, how is your mother?"