Hearing Liu Pucheng's exclamation, Qi Yue did not stop his movements.
"Pay attention to the gauze filling." Qi Yue reminded him, not having time to explain anything to him.
After Liu Pucheng panicked for a moment, he calmed down and stabilized his movements.
"Remember how many pieces of cloth were used so that they would not be left inside the body when I sutured." Qi Yue said.
Liu Pucheng nodded.
"The blood pressure has risen." Aru shouted from the side, "Young madam, the time is almost up..."
Qi Yue nodded and sped up the movements in her hands. Sweat covered her forehead and dripped into her eyes, affecting her vision.
"Wipe my sweat for me." Qi Yue said.
A trembling hand reached over and wiped her with a piece of cloth.
Only then did Qi Yue see that it was Zhang Tong. It was rare that he did not suffer from vomiting like Hu San when he saw the surgery for the first time. He was worthy of being Liu Pucheng's disciple.
She smiled at him to express her gratitude and praise.
"Give me the drainage tube." Qi Yue said again.
Zhang Tong staggered and turned around to take the two sterilized tubes. The tubes that originally turned into two tubes had been cut into three tubes. It is estimated that they will no longer be usable soon. Qi Yue took a few tubes with him.
I looked at it with emotion.
The things she brings are getting less and less. Maybe one day she will be the only one left, not this soul...
"How is your heartbeat?" Qi Yue asked, completing the drainage.
Ah Ru quickly put the stethoscope into her ears.
Qi Yue breathed a sigh of relief and her heart beat steadily.
After cutting the last suture, it was already dark. With the lamp held by Hu San, Qi Yue inserted the catheter, and the operation was finally completed.
Several people were soaked with sweat and their faces were pale, as if they had just come down from a battle.
When Qi Yue announced that the operation was completed, Aru, Hu, San and Zhang couldn't help but sit on the ground.
Although tired, everyone's face showed a bit of relaxation and joy.
Qi Yue's expression remained solemn.
"Hey, I know everyone wants to take a breather, but..." she said in a deep voice, "...the real battle has just begun now..."
What? Just started? Isn’t it already over?
Several people looked at Qi Yue in surprise.
When the courtyard door opened, the first thing Qi Yue saw was Chang Yuncheng.
He stood at the door, like a door god, guarding the door firmly. Opposite him were the magistrate and his wife and the Marquis of Dingxi and his wife.
Although rattan chairs and soft couches were set up, no one was sitting there. Instead, they were all looking nervously at the yard.
When they heard the door knock, the prefect and his wife's hearts had already jumped out of their chests. When they saw Qi Yue coming out, they almost stopped breathing.
"Okay, the operation went well." Qi Yue said, taking off the mask.
The prefect's wife went limp and fell into the hands of the women supporting her on both sides.
Qi Yue's eyes fell on Chang Yuncheng. Although he kept turning his back and not looking at her, he still found that when he heard these words, his straight body relaxed slightly.
The magistrate and his wife wiped away tears and were helped by servants to enter the courtyard.
"You can't go into the house to take a look now. You can take a look through the crack in the window." Qi Yue knew that they were eager to see this. This kind of unheard-of treatment was really terrifying. The couple could wait until now.
It's not easy anymore.
"Ah? Why?" asked the prefect.
"Because he just had surgery and is very weak and needs to rest." Qi Yue said, trying to explain in the simplest terms.
"We won't make any noise to him, we'll keep it quiet," the prefect's wife said hurriedly.
"Well, it's very clean inside. He's weak. We..." Qi Yue gestured with his hands, "It's not clean on the outside. It's not good for him."
The prefect and his wife were said to be confused and unclean. This was unprecedented. Everyone subconsciously looked at their own bodies. They had not been able to live in peace for the past two days because of the child's injury. They had not eaten, slept, washed or changed clothes.
Yes, I was crying and fussing, and my body was indeed not very clean...
"I'll change it," the couple said hurriedly.
"Let's wait and see tomorrow. It's really not good for his health." Qi Yue hurriedly advised, "I will always guard him, don't worry."
The magistrate and his wife wanted to say something else, but Chang Yuncheng stood up and looked at them.
"Well, let's watch from the window." The prefect said immediately.
Qi Yue nodded and made way for them to go in. Marquis Dingxi and Mr. Xie hesitated for a moment and followed suit.
Chang Yuncheng stood still.
"Thank you. It's hard work for standing here for so long." Qi Yue looked at him and said.
Chang Yuncheng glanced at her, as if he was not used to it, and raised his hand to touch his chin.
"Why did I work so hard?" He said, turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, he stopped and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Qi Yue had already turned around to enter the yard, but turned around in surprise when she heard this sentence.
Chang Yuncheng had already strode away.
"Hey, I'm really working hard, thank you for understanding." Qi Yue raised her voice and laughed.
When the night was deep, the lights were still on in the small courtyard. Although they promised not to go in to see their son, the prefect and his wife refused to leave the courtyard under any circumstances. Qi Yue knew not to push too hard and asked someone to clean up the house.
There is a room for the couple to rest.
"I will personally guard him. I know how to take care of him. What you have to do now is to have a good rest. When the young master passes the critical period, you will have to take care of him." Qi Yue persuaded him again and again.
The word "dangerous period" irritated the prefect and his wife again.
"Didn't you say that...what...the technique went smoothly? Why is it still...dangerous?" The prefect's wife grabbed Qi Yue's hand and asked tremblingly.
"Generally after surgery, there is an observation period." Qi Yue smiled and comforted them, "We call it the dangerous period for short. It may be dangerous or it may be fine. I can only promise that I will try my best, but the result
, I really dare not say it.”
The magistrate and his wife were even more confused by this kind of saying that was very common in modern hospitals.
"Then what is this?" cried the prefect's wife, "is it cured or not?"
Qi Yuezheng didn't know what to say, and Liu Pucheng opened the window.
"It's cured, madam, the young master just hasn't woken up yet because of the anesthesia." He said, turning around and calling Zhang Tong.
Zhang Tong took a bowl of soup and poured it into the magistrate's mouth from a crane-mouthed pot, and then lifted up the sheet that was placed on a stand that had been transformed from a flower stand.
The wounds on the wounded body were bandaged and exposed in front of the magistrate and his wife.
The prefect's wife immediately burst into tears and threw herself in front of the window, calling her son's name one after another.
The injured seemed to hear the shouting and slowly shook his head and turned around.
"Mother..." He moved his lips and murmured, but no one could hear him except Zhang Tong who was very close.
But that was enough for the prefect couple.
"Then...those..." The prefect, being a man after all, was more focused. He pointed at the bandages on his son's body and the tubes coming out of his body and said in a trembling voice, "Did you really cut your stomach?"
"Of course, how else would I cut it..." Qi Yue said.
Before she finished speaking, Liu Pucheng coughed and interrupted her.
"How else can we open the stomach and repair the broken abdomen?" He took over and said while looking at Qi Yue.
Qi Yue hesitated for a moment, then after understanding his look, she said nothing and just nodded.
"Cut the belly, really cut it open..." the prefect murmured to himself, and then looked at his son who had woken up from anesthesia, although his consciousness was still blurry, but he was still alive, his expression was indescribable shock.
The prefect and his wife finally felt at ease and were willing to go to another room to rest for a while.
Here Qi Yue returns to the house.
"Doctor, why didn't you let me tell the family that the spleen was..." she asked.
Liu Pucheng stopped her.
"Tong'er, go call Hu San." He said.
Zhang Tong hurriedly responded to the call, and A Ru, who had gone down to boil the medicine, and Hu San, who was cleaning up the surgical waste, both hurried over.
The door of the room was closed, and Liu Pucheng stood with them in the small cubicle where the decoction was made, looking at them.
"Remember, Madam Qi used the same method to treat Mr. Huang this time as she treated that girl." He said in a low voice.
The people in the room, including Qi Yue, didn't realize what he meant.
"In other words, the wound is cured by cutting open the stomach. You are not allowed to say anything else." Liu Pucheng said again.
This time Qi Yue understood. She thought of what Liu Pucheng had just interrupted.
"Doctor Liu, but this time is different from Ah Hao's time. This is a splenectomy. This, I won't tell the family..." she said.
It is understandable to conceal the patient's condition, but concealing the treatment status, especially such a major matter as the removal of internal organs...
Ah Ru, Hu San and Zhang Tong also reacted and looked at Liu Pucheng.
"Ms. Qi, we can't talk about this matter." Liu Pucheng looked at Qi Yue and said.
"Why can't you say it?" Qi Yue asked puzzledly. She had never done such a thing before, and it was impossible for her to even think about it.
Every step of the operation performed by the doctor must be recorded in detail, let alone a major event such as removing the patient's spleen. If the patient is not informed, he will be prosecuted.
"Because, I don't want Madam Qi to be like my master." Liu Pucheng said in a deep voice, with a hint of sadness on his face, "There are always people in this world who want to try new methods, but this kind of attempt challenges the world's perception. In the eyes of the world,
What you don’t know is that you are as scared as a demon. My master was beaten more than once. When he was saving people, his hospital was smashed more than once. When he was saving people, he would be beaten even if he saved his life.
If you can't save your life, you will be beaten..."
Qi Yue looked at him.
"Ms. Qi, her body is affected by her parents. The removal of her spleen is too shocking. We can't talk about it, at least, not now." Liu Pucheng looked at her and said solemnly, "I don't want your skills to be ruined by endless torture."
Questions and explanations.”
Qi Yue looked at him with a sore nose.
She naturally thought about how she would face the questioning from the prefect and his wife after telling her about the spleen removal, and she was prepared to bear their anger.
I just didn't expect that such a person would stand up and hide it even against medical ethics, just to prevent her from facing these troubles.
"Doctor Liu, you..." She choked up.
"Ms. Qi, I believe you. You are confident in doing these things. You are definitely not doing it randomly. Then, you can do what you want. As for other things..." Liu Pucheng smiled slightly and said, "Zhi
A good patient is the explanation you give them."*** (To be continued)
