The broken door of Ji Liang's house was finally opened. The house inside was also dilapidated, but the courtyard was neatly tidied, and even the baskets were neatly placed in the corners.
Li Minglou, who was sitting on a small stool, looked back and looked at Ji Liang, who sat down in front of him after a busy period.
"Are we going to start?" she asked.
Ji Liang ignored her and looked at several large and small needles, as if looking at his beloved son, with gentle and happy eyes: "Which one should I use? Which one should I use this time? It's my first time to sew a little girl's arm.
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For the first time... Fang Er's big hand holding the black umbrella trembled slightly: "Can't you go lie down in the house? It's not convenient for my lady to stay out for too long."
Ji Liang looked up unhappily at the black umbrella covering his head: "The light in the room is not good, it will be fine soon, you." He called Yuan Ji, who was standing on the other side, "Hold her down."
Hold it down... Yuanji took a deep breath and held Li Minglou's shoulders.
Ji Liang ignored them and continued to look at his medicine box with a smile on his face. After muttering, he finally picked up a thin needle, put on an unknown thin thread, and held down Li Minglou's hand.
arms in front of you.
The blood was simply wiped away, revealing the turned flesh. The flesh was frightening, and the slender needle points were also frightening. The old man squatting at the door also held his breath.
But Ji Liang thought of something and stopped: "The little girl is afraid of pain, but it doesn't hurt." He rolled his eyes and took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box with his other hand, "Sprinkle this and it won't hurt."
After saying that he was about to fall over, Xiaowan, who was standing silently by the side, rushed over and grabbed his arm: "Dad, what is this?"
"Anesthetic." Ji Liang said matter-of-factly, "It won't hurt when I use this stitch."
Xiaowan's face turned red and he asked, "Why haven't you used it for me?"
Yuanji looked at Xiaowan. Everyone already knew that this boy had been sewn up by Ji Liang. He could imagine how painful it would be to have needles flying around people's flesh.
Yuanji knew about the anesthetic and had used it in the military. It was not very effective and was very expensive. It was dispensable and almost no doctor used it.
Is it because Ji Liang doesn't give it to his son because it's too expensive? He's his own son...
Ji Liang said seriously: "You are thick-skinned and thick-skinned, which is different from the little girl." He smiled at Li Minglou again, "And this lady is a patient who comes to seek medical treatment."
The customer is noble, so he uses more noble medicine. The half-crazy man is not stupid, and he understands the ways of the world.
"You're talking nonsense!" Xiaowan shouted angrily, grabbing the small porcelain bottle in Ji Liang's hand, "This is your new one."
Ji Liang laughed dryly: "You almost died from the pain. I've made special anesthesia in the past few days, so it won't hurt next time I treat your injury." He looked at Li Minglou and smiled, "Hello, this lady.
Luck, I can use it just right, so I don't have to suffer like a small bowl."
"Dad, I won't let you try your messy medicine on this young lady." Xiaowan spoke in a hoarse voice, holding the porcelain bottle tightly in his hand.
try out......
With a creak, the handle of the black umbrella in Fang's hands seemed to be pinched off, and Yuan Ji's hands also left Li Minglou's shoulders, preparing to fall on Ji Liang's shoulders.
"What's wrong with the trial? Everything in life, everything starts from the beginning." Ji Liang said, he was also very angry, "You just have this opportunity, why waste it."
He is not quibbling, but really thinks this way. This man is really a madman. In his eyes, does everything just have to be a tool for trial? Whether it is a pheasant on the mountain, a son or anyone seeking medical treatment.
"Mr. Ji, I am honored to try your new medicine." Li Minglou stopped Yuan Ji's movements and looked at the young man who stepped aside holding the porcelain bottle. "Xiaowan, I am willing to try it. I believe in your father."
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Ji Liang nodded happily and said hello repeatedly.
The old man squatting at the door shook his head. Although he did not leave, he was not in the mood to say a word. Crazy people are all crazy.
Xiao Wan clutched the porcelain bottle and lowered his head in refusal: "His medicine is useless."
"How do you know it's useless if you haven't tried it!" Ji Liang shouted.
Xiao Wan raised his head and said angrily: "Have I tried too many? Since I was a child, you have asked me to try many useless medicines."
Ji Liang said calmly: "It's just a little ineffective. Aren't you a good person?"
Unable to match his father's sharp tongue, Xiaowan only held the porcelain bottle tightly: "You are not allowed to use it for her."
Li Minglou interrupted the stalemate between father and son: "Xiaowan, you also said that this medicine is useless at best. If it works, I am lucky to avoid pain. If it doesn't work, it will still hurt."
Xiao Wan hesitated and said nothing.
"Besides, I'm not in good health and can't stay out for too long." Li Minglou looked down at his bare arm. Although it was covered by the black umbrella, his arm was gradually turning red, as if blood was spilling out of his skin.
Xiao Wan was startled and came over with an uneasy expression.
Ji Liang stretched out his hand, but the small bowl did not let go of the porcelain bottle: "It's just an anesthetic?"
Ji Liang snorted impatiently: "It's just an anesthetic!"
The small bowl let go of his hand, Ji Liang grabbed the porcelain bottle, neatly sprinkled the powder on Li Minglou's arm, then fiddled with the medicine box, and then started to sew. The moment the needle passed through the skin, Li Minglou
Her body shivered and shrank, but fortunately Yuanji held her down.
"It seems like bad luck, the anesthetic didn't work." Li Minglou said to Xiaowan.
Her voice trembled, as if she was laughing, but in fact it was painful. Xiaowan knew this, and suddenly squatted down beside her and put his hand into her other hand.
Li Minglou, who was out of control, subconsciously held this hand, as if he had found the source of strength, clenching and drawing on it.
Xiaowan bared his teeth and was about to cry out in pain. The moment the sound came out, he stuffed his other fist into his mouth and bit it back. Fang Er looked at him and held the black umbrella tightly to prevent any sunlight from falling on Li Minglou.
The small courtyard was peaceful and quiet. The old man did not dare to look here. He squatted at the door with his back turned. He seemed to be able to hear the sound of needles and threads running through the flesh, which made his teeth sore and his whole body numb.
Crazy, they are all crazy.
The last thread was cut, and Ji Liang looked at the stitched wound on his arm with unsatisfied feelings. His eyes finally saw the scars exposed on the skin after wiping away the blood.
"How about digging it out first and then sewing it up?" he said enthusiastically, reaching into the medicine box and taking out a knife.
"This probably won't work." Li Minglou said in a weak voice.
Yuan Ji covered Li Minglou's arm with the clothes he took off, and at the same time knocked away the knife held by Ji Liang.
"You'll know if it works or not." Ji Liang felt very regretful and looked at Li Minglou trying to persuade him.
It was only at this time that he was willing to move his eyes to Li Minglou.
"Is that the same on your face? Let me see."
Fang Er pressed the black umbrella and squeezed away Ji Liang who was about to lift Li Minglou's hood.
"Mr. Ji, thank you very much. I have no strength today and I can't survive any further treatment." Li Minglou explained politely and slowly leaned on Yuan Ji.
Seeing Fang Er and Yuan Ji staring at them eagerly, Ji Liang was reluctant and had no choice but to give up.
"Don't rush, don't rush. I'll take a look when you have strength tomorrow." He did not forget to remind Li Minglou to keep his word.
Li Minglou said: "Sir, my matter is not urgent. I just want to ask you to go to Jiannan Road."
Ji Liang said, but this time he did not refuse immediately.
"The barbarians in the southwestern part of Jiannan Road were in rebellion, and many of the soldiers were injured. They were shot with swords and arrows..." Li Minglou said.
Before he finished speaking, Ji Liang sat up straight.
"How many?" He breathed quickly, "How many?"
Yuan Ji said: "Many, not only our soldiers were injured, but the barbarians suffered even more casualties."
Ji Liang stood up and called Xiaowan: "Pack your things, let's go to Jiannan Road."