Chapter 97

"Well, thank you, uncle Ling."

The little girl nodded cleverly, and the third one picked her up: "don't disturb uncle Ling, let him go to see our mother, uncle Ling, is there anything else we can help?"

The 10-year-old child is already very sensible. Although he has tears in his eyes and worries all over his face, he tries very hard to pretend to be calm and mature. Don't mention how distressed he is. Ling Jingxuan said with a smile: "then you can help me cook a pot of boiling water, and pay attention not to let the smoke run into the water."

If he didn't find something to do for them, he was really afraid that they would not be able to carry it. The child is a child. No matter how mature he is, he can't really be an adult. Thinking that his big buns are often like this, Ling Jingxuan is more determined to save people.

"Well."

Nodding, the third took his sister to the kitchen. Aunt Zhao, who was not far away, was still in shock. Zhao Shan, the eldest brother, came over with a goat: "Uncle Ling, do you think this sheep is OK?"

Zhao Shan is 14 years old. He often helps his father with his work. He is tall. He doesn't look like Lao Wang's black man. He has wheat skin. He looks like his mother.

"Yes, Shengrui, you can kill it for me, take the small intestine and put it into a clean tile basin. I'll go to the room to see the lying in woman."

"Well, don't try to be brave. If you can, you can save it. If you can't, no one will blame you."

Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, Yan Shengrui couldn't help but warn him. Ling Jingxuan nodded and went into the room. Yan Shengrui asked Zhao Shan to get the sharpest knife in the house and took the sheep to the corner of the yard, ready to kill the sheep and take the small intestine according to Ling Jingxuan's instructions.

As soon as you enter the delivery room, you can smell a strong smell of blood. Lying on the bed, her legs are wide open. She is dying. When she sees Ling Jingxuan go in, she doesn't have the strength to panic. Even she can't even make long legs. A closed mouth seems to be asking for his identity. Ling Jingxuan goes to grab her hand and counts his pulse for him. Frowning, she feels silver that is disinfected almost every day Needle.

"Don't be afraid, sister-in-law. My name is Ling Jingxuan. I'm a doctor. Now you're in a very bad condition. It's impossible to give birth naturally. I'll try to save you and your child. If you're tired, you can sleep for a while." His voice seemed to have a calming force. Zhao Shulan closed her eyes gently, and her stomach was in pain. It was impossible for her to really sleep. But at least, her tense heart had calmed down. Ling Jingxuan helped her open her numb legs, and untied her sweat wet clothes without any taboo. She showed her big belly and rolled from the side cabinet Zishang took the oil lamp and used the high temperature to disinfect the silver needle again. The needle was punctured in several acupoints quickly and accurately, so as to temporarily relieve her pain and delay the time of delivery, so as to buy time for his next operation.

Without the sharp pain, Zhao Shulan soon really went to sleep. When Ling Jingxuan helped her to prick out the needle, it was almost a quarter of an hour later.

"Brother Ling, do you have a look at these medicines?"

Lao Wang had come back. Seeing it, he immediately took the medicine bag to him. Ling Jingxuan opened the medicine bag and looked at it carefully. After confirming that it was what he wanted, he nodded: "brother Wang, I need a clean and well lit room. You can help me prepare it immediately, and then take my sister-in-law in the past. Remember, try to be as light as possible. I pricked her needle for her, and she has gone to sleep temporarily Don't wake her up, or she will suffer again. Besides, I need a lot of clean cotton cloth, which should be boiled with boiling water and sterilized with high temperature

At this time, Ling Jingxuan was suddenly very glad that it was July. The heat was a little hot, but the light was very good. Moreover, it was dark late. Even if the operation time was extended, there was no situation that the dark could not be seen. Most importantly, the things needed for the operation could be ready quickly by virtue of the high temperature.

"Well, I'll get ready in a minute."

Time is life. Saving people is like fighting a fire. Lao Wang also knows that it is not a polite time. She immediately enters the house. After a long time of stupidity, aunt Zhao hesitates to look at Ling Jingxuan and follows her son-in-law. Now they have no other way but to believe him.

"The small intestine you want."

At the same time, Yan Shengrui slaughtered the goat with quick hands and feet, and brought the small intestine of the sheep in the earthen pot to him. Seeing him sweating, he could not hide his heartache. They had come out for a walk to relax. Who knows? He's afraid he'll be tired again today.

"I'm ok. It's important to save people. I'm sorry. I said I'll only accompany you today." Seeing his heartache, Ling Jingxuan felt very guilty. No one expected that they would come here in a sudden whim, but encounter such a thing.

"What do you mean, do I look like such a mean person? As long as you don't tire yourself out, I'll be satisfied. "

He bent his finger and knocked on his forehead. Yan Shengrui didn't play a rogue, or took advantage of the situation to complain. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing. He swept to Zhaoshan and came over. Ling Jingxuan hurriedly walked over: "boil three bowls of water into one bowl. As soon as possible, I'll take it later."

The anesthetic prescription he prescribed was Mabei powder invented by Hua Tuo. However, he added several better herbs and made some improvements. The effect is definitely better than that of Mabei powder.

"Well."Zhao Shan is not a talkative person. He takes the medicine bag and goes to the kitchen. Ling Jingxuan takes the lamb intestines with him. Ignoring Yan Shengrui, he scoops out boiling water from the pot and pours it into the earthen pot. The washed sausage shrinks instantly. Before they shrink into a ball, Ling Jingxuan takes them out with chopsticks, turns around and scrapes off the grease on the chopping board with the edges and corners of chopsticks Left a thin layer of casings, and then scooped a pot of boiling water over the casings, and then put it flat on the washed board, with a sharp dagger along the lines carefully divided them into small and even many parts, and finally sterilized with high temperature, simple sheep gut thread was made.

Yan Shengrui, who always stands beside him, doesn't know what he's going to do. Whenever he sees sweat on his forehead, he helps him wipe it off. The tacit understanding between them is so good that it can't be described in any words.

"Brother Ling, I'm ready."

"Uncle Ling, the medicine is ready."

At the same time, the old Wang and his son have finished their preparations. Ling Jingxuan carries a bowl of catgut and goes to the new delivery room under the leadership of Lao Wang. Because the roof is covered with several bright tiles, the light in the room is still good, which can barely allow him to carry out the operation?? "Brother Wang, take off the top of the hood, the hill, blow the medicine in the bowl and feed it to your mother."

In rural areas, once in summer, they would cover up with cinnamon to prevent mosquitoes from biting. But at this time, it became an obstacle. Lao Wang and his son almost followed his orders with one command and one action. When everything was ready, almost another quarter of an hour passed. Ling Jingxuan asked Lao Wang and his wife to cook water outside and wait. Only Yan Shengrui was left as his assistant and had a caesarean section It was so shocking that he didn't intend to tell them until he succeeded.

"What do you want to do Seeing that he sterilized the scissors, a group of strange knives and a few strange needles with high temperature, Yan Shengrui asked curiously.

"Take the baby by caesarean section." Busy in Ling Jingxuan head also does not pick up said, Zai Zai thin will not embroider steel to create the scalpel and surgical forceps and other tools are repeatedly disinfected.

"What are you talking about?" Hearing this, Yan Shengrui, who has always been in front of Mount Tai and has never changed his face, screams out of control. Is he crazy? Can parturient still live after caesarean section take a child? Are you kidding? Does he know what he's doing? In case of any accident, how would he tell the old Wang family?

"Keep your voice down. In principle, caesarean section is only a small operation. It will not be life-threatening. But after all, no one has done it. Don't let them hear it."

Knowing why he was shocked, Ling Jingxuan did not intend to explain in detail. After disinfecting all the tools, she turned to see that Zhao Shulan was awake. She was looking at them with listless eyes. She was obviously shocked to hear their conversation. But because the anesthetic was gradually working, she could not speak even though she was afraid.

"My sister-in-law, believe me, it will be OK, but after the caesarean section, I will also ligate you by the way. You will never be pregnant again. I hope you can understand."

Standing by the bedside, Ling Jingxuan lowered his voice as much as possible. If it was in the 21st century, a few years after caesarean section, it could be regenerated. However, this era is too backward, even he dare not take risks. The only way is to give her a ligation and not allow her to conceive again.

I don't know why, his words and confidence in his eyes seemed to appease her scared heart in an instant. Zhao Shulan, whose eyes were slowly opening, nodded her head almost undetectable, which could be regarded as identification with him. At least the child could be saved, right? She believed that even if she was gone, Lao Wang would take good care of their children and would not let them be bullied. That was enough.

"Jingxuan, are you sure?"

After getting along with him for so long, Yan Shengrui knows him. Since he has decided, he can't stop him. So even if he is worried, he doesn't have to say anything to persuade him to give up?? There seems to be a voice in my heart telling him that he can do it. If he says it, he can.

"Ha ha Any operation is risky. I'm not a God. How can I be sure? Don't worry. There's nothing wrong with it. "

Throwing him a soothing smile, Ling Jingxuan unties Zhao Shulan's clothes again, picks up a silver needle and pricks her stomach. After making sure that there is no pain on her face, she turns to pick up the clean white cloth prepared by Aunt Zhao and put them under her chest and on her leg root, forming a small square on her belly. All the preparatory work is even if it is It's done.

"Shengrui, I need your help. This is a scarf. When I am sweating, help me wipe my sweat immediately. And when I want something, I can send it to me quickly."

When he picked up the scalpel, Ling Jingxuan said solemnly. In fact, he often operated alone in his previous life, but the conditions here are different. It's better to be cautious.

"Well."

Without saying more, Yan Shengrui reached out to take the plate full of tools in his hand, while in the other hand he held a sweat towel. Ling Jingxuan gave a grateful smile, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He turned back and started his first operation in ancient times.