After the imperial physician arrived, he examined it carefully and could not find any reason for it. "Uncle, may I ask how it hurts? There is no abnormality in your back by visual inspection."

"How do I know? Anyway, it just hurts and makes me restless. Think of something!" This feeling was so uncomfortable that he couldn't bear it anymore. They opened their eyes and went blind one by one, insisting that nothing was wrong.

"Dad, does it hurt like acupuncture or a knife?" Mingyue reminded at the side.

"That's right, that's it. The knife pulls and the long needle pricks. Sometimes it's light and sometimes it's heavy. Oh my God, it's here again and it almost hurts me to death!"

Lang Dazhu felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't touch it yet. When he touched it, it felt like it was on fire. He couldn't wear the smoothest silk and satin. He was shirtless and exposed all his fat body.

The heroine frowned, she was very confident in her medical skills, and there was nothing abnormal about the wound. Besides, it had been several years, and even if there was a reaction, it would not be until now.

But he was sweating profusely in pain during the attack. He was definitely not faking it. Could it be delayed postoperative neuralgia?

The imperial doctor was also at a loss to understand why the symptoms were intermittent pain, and it was not a woman giving birth to a child.

I felt my pulse, which was strong and healthy. "Excuse me, uncle, have you ever felt any discomfort from this wound before?"

"It hurts when it's cloudy and rainy. Oops, ouch, it's getting worse again. Damn it, someone is using a knife to scrape my flesh. It hurts me to death!" After a while, the scumbag dad yelled again.

"Prescribe some painkillers first!" Mingyue said.

"Yes, hurry up and make some medicine for me to drink, I can't help it anymore!"

I couldn't see anything strange, so I could only prescribe a dose of painkillers. Aunt Chun took the medicine and drank it. After about half a cup of tea, I saw that my uncle's complexion was much better.

He said happily: "Uncle, do you still feel pain?"

Lang Dazhu felt it and said, "I don't seem to feel anything anymore."

"It seems to be the right solution, great!"

The imperial doctor was not optimistic. It would relieve the pain temporarily, and the disease would relapse after the effect of the medicine is not found out.

Seeing him thinking hard, the heroine said: "It should be postoperative neuralgia!"

The imperial doctor thought that this beautiful woman was also his uncle's concubine, so he ignored her.

Wen Tiange talked eloquently, "Under normal circumstances, postoperative neuralgia will disappear within a month or two at most. Has my uncle ever had such severe pain before?"

Dad was dejected, "It's cloudy and rainy, and it's a bit uncomfortable. This is the first time the pain has been severe. What is the postoperative neuralgia you're talking about?"

She couldn't explain it to the ancient people, so the heroine said vaguely: "The wound on your back is too deep and has damaged the nerves. Even if it is sewn up and healed, you will still feel pain."

"Seam", this word aroused Zha's father's thoughts. After all, Mingyue's words had left a deep impression on him, and his good impression of the heroine instantly turned into resentment.

"Yes, it was the good thing you did back then. I am a living person, but you actually used sewing needles to sew my flesh. This hidden danger must be solved for me!"

Wen Tiange's face collapsed, and he thought to himself that this person was really ignorant. The wound was so big that no one else would have been able to stop the bleeding, so he could only wait for death.

I had good intentions to save people, but why did I end up in trouble?

He lowered his face and said, "Why don't you let the imperial doctor take a look? If such a long and deep scar is not sewn up in time, it is certain that the person will survive!"

"Humph, you are so kind. You weren't causing trouble. His Majesty had already sent someone to rescue me. How can a country girl compare to the world's famous doctors? She will definitely keep me intact and leave no hidden dangers."

The more Lang Dazhu talked, the angrier he became, "His Majesty would have used me more, but it was you who harmed me."

Selfish people will blame others when they have problems. In the plot, the scumbag father is influenced by the halo of the heroine and treats Wen Tiange better than his own daughter.

At this moment, I was affected by Ming Yue's words, coupled with the inexplicable severe pain from the old injury, it was strange that I could not resent the heroine.

Only then did the imperial doctor understand that this beautiful woman was actually the one who saved Dong Pingbo back then. The wound on his back was sewn crookedly and horribly.

But in good conscience, if the wound is not sutured, it will definitely not heal, and it will be difficult to save the person.

An old injury from a few years ago, which had always been fine, suddenly started to hurt again. He couldn't see the reason and didn't dare to say anything.

"Dad! Miss Wen also has good intentions. Even though she does bad things with good intentions, she doesn't mean it, so don't complain." The bright moon is shining over the fire.

Wen Tiange felt baffled. He was encountering an ancient version of a doctor-patient dispute, and he wanted to curse.

Mrs. Wen was also dumbfounded, "Uncle, have mercy, we are really kind to save you, we didn't know it would turn out like this."

"Grandma, this has nothing to do with me. Without us saving him, he would have died a long time ago. This is a neurological reaction, maybe a psychological effect!"

"Okay, please stop saying a few words." Mrs. Wen was rarely harsh. When her granddaughter used needle and thread to sew up the injured person's flesh, she was almost frightened to death. She didn't expect that the person was actually saved.

Now that my uncle's wound is hurting again, he probably has something wrong with him. If someone wants to hold him accountable, what can they do?

"Dad, now is not the time to hold people accountable. The top priority is to find the cause of the disease. Is there anything Dr. Zhang can do?" Mingyue said.

Doctor Zhang was at a loss, "I am old and incompetent, and I really can't figure out the cause of my uncle's illness."

"Imperial doctor, please think of a way. You must give me a radical cure. What should I do if it hurts again in the future?" The scumbag dad panicked.

"Don't embarrass the doctor. It's a fluke that you survived such a serious injury. It's normal to have some sequelae. If it happens in the future, just drink painkillers!" Mingyue secretly laughed.

Lang Dazhu was angry, "Is it possible that he will never get better in his lifetime?"

"This is life!"

Wen Tiange sneered: "Neuralgia after surgery is not difficult to treat. I can prescribe a prescription and it can be cured in two months at most!"

"You can do it. If you don't cause any further side effects to me, I won't be able to spare you." Lang Dazhu was a scoundrel and would fall out whenever he wanted.

When it comes to self-interest, all beauties are forgotten.

Who is this person? The heroine gritted her teeth secretly, "Forget it if you don't believe me!"

Mingyue said with a serious face, "It's not that we don't believe it, but has Ms. Wen ever studied medicine? I wonder how her medical skills are?"

The heroine held her head high, "I am very confident in my medical skills. I can cure difficult and complicated diseases that cannot be cured generally."

Mrs. Wen was frightened, "Don't listen to her nonsense. I have read a few medical books left by her grandfather, so I only know a little bit about it."

"Grandma, you forgot, I have treated people's injuries before." The heroine was unhappy with being held back by her own people, and she wanted to make a career out of her medical skills.

Mrs. Wen said with a bitter face, "They are all country people. Those with rough skin and flesh can give you some training. My uncle is a noble man, so you have to think clearly."

"Don't do anything you're not sure about!" she warned in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I'm sure!" Wen Tiange said confidently. Before time travel, she was a surgeon and was best at performing surgeries.

Mingyue's eyes darkened. In the plot, the heroine has undergone many surgical operations, and there will be more postoperative neuralgia waiting for her in the future.

Wen Tiange wrote a prescription and generously asked Dr. Zhang to read it. He thought it was feasible.

Zha's father started taking medicine under Mingyue's persuasion. He was completely grateful for the life-saving grace.

Mingyue was polite, "I wonder what Miss Wen's future plans are?"
Chapter completed!