Si Yan shook his head and said, "There are no other changes, but the time for Mr. Zhou's leg treatment in town may be postponed for a while."
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Ning Huan, who was standing to the side.
“This treatment on my leg requires the collaboration of two doctors, but the other doctor injured his hand a few days ago, so it might be difficult for me to do it myself.”
Hearing this, Zhou Jing'an didn't think much of it.
The villagers nearby were somewhat displeased: "This doctor never mentioned before that surgery requires two people. Now he suddenly says another doctor's hand is injured; it sounds like an excuse..."
"Could he be deliberately delaying treatment for Jing'an?"
"Come on! If you ask me, Renjitang doesn't know how to treat illnesses at all. They even talk about some kind of surgery? I've never heard of such a treatment method, and they even require surgery. If someone has an incision, is that what you call treating an illness?"
"Exactly! It's not that precious! Besides, the doctor's hand is injured. Can't Manager Si do it alone? He said he couldn't perform surgery for two people by himself. If you ask me, it's just an excuse!"
Immediately, the surrounding villagers pointed and whispered among themselves at Si Yan, who repeatedly explained, "Everyone has misunderstood me; that's not what I meant!"
Even the usually good-tempered village chief was somewhat displeased with what Si Yan said today.
He had been hoping that Zhou Jing'an would recover quickly so that he could make a difference in the future and contribute to the village.
Now, Renjitang claims it can cure Zhou Jing'an's illness. However, the manager changed his mind the day before the treatment was scheduled and wanted to postpone it again.
Anyone would have doubts.
But the village chief, true to his title, even with some doubts and displeasure, still asked in a kind voice, "Dr. Si, Renjitang is quite a large clinic. Besides you, there must be many other doctors and physicians here, right?"
"Could it be that one of the doctors injured his hand, and there are no other doctors who can treat Jing'an with you?"
Si Yan was momentarily speechless at the village chief's question. His reason was just a hastily made-up excuse; he hadn't given it much thought. He certainly hadn't expected a villager to question him.
After the village chief's analysis, he panicked and didn't know how to smooth things over.
Ning Huan, who was standing nearby, spoke up at this moment: "Village chief, and fellow villagers, I know you are worried about Jing An's health. You have misunderstood Manager Si's meaning."
"This surgery was originally to be performed by Manager Si alone, but the addition of another doctor can make the treatment more stable. So Manager Si was just asking for my opinion on whether we should postpone it for two more days. It would be more prudent to treat my husband together once the other doctor's hand has recovered."
"What daughter-in-law wouldn't worry about her husband? So I discussed with Manager Si about postponing his treatment in a couple of days. But before we could make a decision, the village chief and the villagers came in. Manager Si, that's when he guessed what I meant and said the surgery might have to be done in a couple of days."
"Please don't be angry with Manager Si, everyone. I was just overthinking it. Manager Si can treat my husband all by himself. So tomorrow I will take my husband to Renjitang in town for treatment as usual. Let's do everything as the village chief arranged before, and invite a few elders from the village to come along."
Upon hearing this, the village chief and villagers thought they had misunderstood Si Yan and apologized to him.
"It was our fault. We offended you with our words just now. Please forgive us, Doctor Si."
"It turns out we misunderstood you. Please don't take it to heart, Dr. Si."
"We were just worried about Jing'an's health and were too anxious, so we said some things that were not pleasant to hear. Please don't be angry, Doctor Si."
Si Yan kept saying it was nothing to worry about, but inwardly she was very worried about whether Ning Huan's hands could perform surgery on Zhou Jing'an's leg.
While everyone was gathered around Zhou Jing'an asking about his health, he took the opportunity to discuss the trip to town with Ning Huan.
As soon as the two reached the backyard, Si Yan asked impatiently, "Madam Ning Huan, your hand is so badly injured, how can you treat Mr. Zhou?"
Ning Huan shook her head and said, "It's not entirely impossible. As a doctor, I will only agree if I can cure my patients. The hand injury just means I'll have to endure some pain to treat him; it won't affect his treatment."
"Don't worry, I definitely won't ruin the reputation of your Renjitang. Besides, Zhou Jing'an is my own husband, I certainly wouldn't intentionally make him worse."
Si Yan said, "I'm not worried about Renjitang's reputation, it's just that your hand..."
Before Si Yan could finish speaking, Ning Huan interrupted:
"Manager Si, in that situation just now, if you couldn't explain to the villagers why Zhou Jing'an couldn't be treated tomorrow, then our secret might very well be exposed."
Si Yan then understood why Ning Huan had agreed to perform surgery on Zhou Jing'an the next day.
It turns out that it was because her medical skills couldn't be exposed to the public.
In fact, Ning Huan is now treating some villagers in the village, and many people think that his medical skills are very good.
But to be able to cure Zhou Jing'an's body and his leg—such medical skill is something that, let alone in this surrounding area, even in the capital, probably only a handful of imperial physicians in the palace could accomplish.
Therefore, Ning Huan carefully restrained herself in order to avoid causing trouble.
Si Yan was initially a little worried and was about to say something.
But Ning Huan spoke first: "Manager Si, don't worry, I'll need your help tomorrow to work with me to heal my husband's leg."
"Moreover, tomorrow the village chief and some villagers will be going to town to accompany my husband, so I need you to help me cover for him."
Seeing that Ning Huan had made her decision, he said nothing more and simply nodded in response, "Ning Huan, please rest assured."
After the two finished speaking, Si Yan went back into the house and gave Zhou Jing'an a few more instructions before setting a time for him to go to town for treatment the next day. Then he left.
That evening, Ning Huan cleaned her wounds again and changed the dressing.
Actually, she was also a little worried about her own wound. Although the injury on her hand wouldn't affect Zhou Jing'an's treatment, her condition would be very poor when she performed the surgery.
Your hands will definitely be in excruciating pain, and in more severe cases, it may even be impossible to exert any force with your hands in the future.
But the thought that once Zhou Jing'an's leg was healed, he could return to town to continue his studies and do what he originally wanted to do.
It's okay if you just bear with it.
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