Five levels of assurance?

This means that there is a half chance that the old lady will die.

From the perspective of the patient's family members, this probability is very low. Normally, no one would despise it and just treat it as a joke. However, they had just said that this sarcoma was inoperable, and now Zhen Shiniang said that it was five levels of certainty. Isn't it a case of an attack?

Their faces?

The faces of all the imperial doctors turned red and white.

Dr. Li, who had been silent for a long time, asked, "...even if you understand the structure of the nose, the patient must lie still and let you operate. Has Dr. Jian ever thought about how the old lady can do this when the pain of incision is bone-piercing?"

Hold back the pain and remain motionless?" He stared at the blurry figure in the curtain aggressively, "How can Dr. Jian solve the pain problem?"

This is also something Xiao Yu has been worried about.

As soon as Dr. Li finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on the graceful figure inside the bead curtain.

"This..." Zhen Shiniang hesitated for a moment, "I have a secret recipe passed down from my ancestors that can make the old lady lose consciousness temporarily."

"Ma Fei Powder!" Everyone was startled. Doctor Wen blurted out and asked, "Dr. Jian, are you saying that you have Ma Fei Powder from the miracle doctor Hua Tuo?"

Zhen Shiniang shook her head, "It's an ancestor's folk remedy." The anesthetic in her medicine box was much better than Hua Tuo's Ma Fei Powder.

That is the product of thousands of years.

"Can you please take a look at Dr. Jian's prescription?" Dr. Wen's excited voice trembled slightly, and he stared intently at the slim and fuzzy figure in the bead curtain.

Zhen Shiniang shook her head, "Our ancestors taught us that this recipe should not be revealed to others." The anesthetic ingredients she prepared were not all Chinese medicine, and taking them out would only cause trouble.

Doctor Wen's face turned red.

The room fell silent, and Zhen Shiniang could even hear the heavy breathing outside the curtain from a few feet away.

Dr. Li stood up and raised his hand to Xiao Yu, "Since there are senior officials sitting in the middle hall, I will take my leave." His tone was courteous, but there was a hint of sarcasm.

If you want to know the secret recipe, I will look up to you!

However, a young girl who was still young dared to refute the words of the vice-president in public. The imperial hospital had never been so humiliated. He did not believe that several of his highly skilled imperial doctors were not as good as a little girl from the private sector.

, she said okay, just let her go through the trouble, and someone will be held responsible for it if someone loses her life!

Just as Xiao Yu was about to speak, several other imperial doctors also stood up.

Doctor Wen moved his lips, wanting to say something. When he saw everyone standing up, he also stood up.

These people are all important people in the Imperial Hospital. She can't afford to offend anyone by calling them casually. Seeing how many imperial doctors resisted her, Zhen Shiniang's intertwined fingers trembled slightly, and she felt that the situation was over. It didn't matter if she was not allowed to perform the operation.

I'm afraid that when she returns to Wutong Town this time, she won't even be able to sell the medicine.

Although the practice of medicine in ancient times did not require approval and there were no medical qualification requirements, she was a high-ranking official doctor. To suppress her, a private wandering doctor with no roots and no foundation, all she had to do was talk.

She didn't want to waste her limited life in the future competing with these imperial doctors.

Her mind was spinning, and Zhen Shiniang was thinking about how to save this situation, when she saw Xiao Yu holding his hands towards her through the curtain, "...My mother's illness is my fault, Dr. Jian. If you need anything, please make a list with Dr. Jian."

, I’ll let people prepare.”

He agreed!

Startled, Zhen Shiniang's eyes lit up. If she could cure the old lady, these famous doctors would not be afraid.

Xiao Yong's face turned red, "Brother!"

"Second Master..." Second Grandma held him down, "Shopkeeper Qiu from the store has been waiting for you for a long time." He pulled Xiao Yong out without leaving a trace.

"...Why do you want to stop me?!" Xiao Yong asked his second wife angrily as soon as he left the house, "She only has five levels of confidence!" What is the difference between this and killing someone with a bright knife?

"My eldest brother also has good intentions." Second Grandma sighed, "The imperial doctor has said that if the sarcoma is not removed, my mother will definitely die. Now there is still a fifth level of certainty of survival. Anyone would take a gamble."

Xiao Yong was particularly unwilling, "With such a reckless decision, if something happens to my mother, how can my eldest brother have the face to see his father?"

This is what she wants!

Even the imperial doctor said that surgery would lead to death, but Zhongtang still insisted on letting this ignorant village woman treat her. This was God helping her. After the old lady was cured to death, Zhongtang felt guilty and had to abide by the rules. He would not even think of marrying a wife within three to five years.

The power of the central government of Zhongtang Mansion fell firmly into her hands!

Her heart was filled with joy, but the second grandmother had a worried look on her face, and murmured advice, "...but if I don't remove it, my mother will suffer a lot, and she will inevitably die in the end."

Thinking about it, Xiao Yong finally gave up the idea of ​​editing a book for his father.

Xiao Yu hurried back after court the next day. The second mistress was preparing a bunch of medicines according to Zhen Shiniang's list. When she saw him coming back, she showed him the list, "...there are several utensils that are not available in the market.

, I have contacted Yinlou and we are working hard to build it."

White cloth, fine cotton yarn, knife, tweezers, gold thread...

Looking at the dozens of strange tools listed in the list, Xiao Yu had never seen them before, and he didn't know what they were used for. Fortunately, he had developed a deep and reserved temperament during his many years of official career. He was confused in his heart, but spoke out.

I didn't ask, I just hummed, and my eyes fell on the medicine list again. They were all common traditional Chinese medicines, such as Prunella vulgaris, Houttuynia cordata, Panax notoginseng powder, Angelica sinensis, Sapodilla thorn, Agastache rugosa, etc. After all, I'm not a doctor.

Xiao Yu looked at it for a long time without seeing anything interesting, so he handed it to the second grandma, "...get ready."

The second grandma took it and was about to hand it to the maid when she was stopped by Xiao Yu again, "...Why is there ginseng?" She asked for the prescription, lowered her head and looked at it seriously.

There are four prescriptions in total on the list, and the last one is single-flavor ginseng.

The Second Mistress had already seen it several times, "...there is a ginseng flavor, and it is boiled into soup for later use. Is it inappropriate in the middle hall?"

"Ginseng is a great tonic. How can I take ginseng decoction when my mother is old and frail and cannot nourish her weakness?" He didn't understand other medicines, but this ginseng was no stranger to him.

The second grandma was excited, "What you said, I also remembered that the old man often said that ginseng strengthens the strong but not the weak. Could it be..." Her heart skipped a beat and her voice stopped abruptly.

If he doesn't even understand basic common sense, Dr. Jian is indeed a quack!

"Invite her over." Xiao Yu didn't even raise his head, but seriously studied the prescription in his hand.

The second grandmother calmed herself down and glanced behind her.

Immediately a little maid ran out.

Zhen Shiniang is leading Hong'er to pull the fine cotton yarn into strips more than an inch wide. There were no hemostats in ancient times. Although she drew a picture and asked people to customize it, she was worried that Yinlou could not make it or that it would not be used.

, the only thing that could be done was to use gauze strips to compress and stop the bleeding. When he saw that the cut was almost done, he told Hong'er, "... take it and boil it in boiling water."

"cook?"

No, it's not delicious.

Hong'er blinked, thinking she heard wrongly.

Zhen Shiniang didn't even raise her head, "Remember, the time cannot be shorter. It must be cooked for two quarters of an hour after boiling."

Just as he was talking, a little maid came and said, "...in the middle hall, please ask Dr. Jian to go to the bedroom."

Hong'er wanted to ask again, but when she saw that it was the second person, she hurriedly picked up the sand strips and walked out.

She followed the maid to the old lady's upper room. Xiao Yu, Xiao Yong's second wife and grandma were all there. They met with each other one by one. Zhen Shiniang sat down in the guest seat. Xiao Yong was about to speak, but Xiao Yu waved his hand to stop him and asked, "Doctor Jian

How are you preparing? When do you plan to have the surgery?"

"There are still a few pieces of equipment that will be delivered tomorrow, and the old lady's nasal cavity also needs to be disinfected..." Zhen Shiniang thought for a while, "Let's go early the day after tomorrow, the light is good in the morning..." Although Zhen Shiniang sent a letter to the magpie, Zhen Shiniang

I have never been separated from Jian Wen and Jian Wu, and I worry about her every day, wishing that I could just finish the operation and leave immediately.

"Well, then I'll ask for leave the day after tomorrow." Xiao Yu said, handed the prescription in his hand to Zhen Shiniang, and asked casually, "Why do you use so many prescriptions?"

Zhen Shiniang took the prescription, "The first prescription is for internal use, the second is for external use, and the third is for washing hands and cleaning utensils during the excision..." There was no disinfectant in ancient times, so Zhen Shiniang used Sophora flavescens.

Sichuan peppercorns, cork bark, Kufan ​​and other anti-inflammatory and sterilizing traditional Chinese medicines can be used instead of disinfectant. When she mentioned the fourth prescription, her voice paused.

"The fourth party only has ginseng, Doctor Jian is..." Seeing her pause, the second mistress took over.

Zhen Shiniang smiled and said, "I used the ginseng."

"You use it!" Second Grandma's voice was a little sharp.

Ginseng is produced in the north but not in the south. An ordinary three-year-old ginseng costs at least a dozen taels of silver.

This is typical greedy ink!

This was the first time in her life that she encountered such a blatantly greedy doctor. Before she could do anything, she grabbed a ginseng. If Zhongtang hadn't been sharp-eyed, she would have been fooled by her!

"Yes." Zhen Shiniang's voice was calm, and she suddenly didn't see the aggressive eyes of the second mistress.

A trace of disdain flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, but he covered it up for a moment. Seeing Xiao Yong's face turning black and looking like he was about to get angry, he waved his hand towards him and chuckled, "...that's it, there's no need to cook this ginseng, Doctor Jian."

After curing my mother's illness, I will send someone to deliver ginseng to your house."

Mother's illness was cured by the man in front of her. As the saying goes, it's better to offend a gentleman than a villain. He was so dignified that he could even give out a piece of ginseng.

However, this gift must be given openly!

"No need..." Zhen Shiniang shook her head, "We'll get through the day after tomorrow."

"She has been exposed by me in front of her, and she can't keep it on her face!" Xiao Yu frowned slightly and told his second wife, "...In that case, my brothers and sisters should do as Dr. Jian wants."

Zhen Shiniang waved her hand, "Doctor Jian, please go down and rest too."

Originally wanting to ask about his mother's condition, Xiao Yu suddenly felt bored and was too lazy to say a word.

The light in the bedroom was too dark. At Zhen Shiniang's request, the old lady was moved to the living room early on the third day. All the curtains were removed, and the dazzling sunlight came in through the clear glass. It was extremely bright and caught up with her.

The shadowless lamp of the previous life is gone.

Zhen Shiniang was very satisfied.

She took out the ready-made anesthetic from the medicine box, and the old lady fell asleep within a quarter of an hour after taking it. Zhen Shiniang covered the old lady with the cut white cloth, only exposing the area to be operated on, and washed it with homemade disinfectant

He picked up the sterilized scalpel with his hand, pointed at the pre-drawn position on the corner of the old lady's nose, and cut it with a steady movement.

It was the first time she had an operation in ancient times. Zhen Shiniang thought of all the possible situations that might occur during the operation and designed a detailed plan.

Who would have thought that after cutting it off with a knife, something unexpected would happen.
Chapter completed!