081 The operation was successful
Everyone in the Wang family agreed to the surgery.
There is nothing wrong with the injury, the muscle is not inflamed, just a little swollen.
This kind of armchair is not suitable and it is not convenient to use it on the kang.
Sun Sicheng immediately had someone set up a stool bed about one meter long in the middle of the room to facilitate the surgery.
Even during the day, many candles were lit in the room, making it much brighter.
Then the Wang couple and the servants were dismissed, leaving only the master and his disciples and Ruyi.
Sun Sicheng gave Wang Qing oral anesthetics and cleaned his wounds with medicine.
Then he used silver needles to prick several acupuncture points.
After a while, Wang Qing fell into a deep sleep.
"Ruyi, disinfect his wound carefully. Ping'an, he is not completely unconscious yet, he still has some consciousness. Let's disinfect the dagger now. It's a pity that the surgical tool you drew cannot be used now, otherwise it would definitely be better than this dagger."
A quarter of an hour later.
The muscles at the injured area were cut open, and Ruyi used two sterilized jade sticks to stretch the flesh open. At this time, even Ping'an could clearly see the broken bones inside.
Sun Sicheng calmed himself down and thought, fortunately, the situation was not too bad.
He carefully used a pair of tongs to pick out the broken bones, which turned into several small pieces, very small and thin.
Ping'an helped pass the things the master needed in an orderly manner, and occasionally wiped the sweat off the master and Ruyi.
The acupuncture points around the wound were pierced with needles, so there was basically no heavy bleeding. As soon as there was too much blood, Ping An immediately absorbed it with clean cotton wool.
This made Ruyi look at Master Ping'an with a higher opinion.
An eight-year-old child would generally not dare to watch this situation and might even scream and shout.
Master Ping An not only doesn't know how to do it, but he can also help. What a strange child.
The bones were broken again and then reconnected, and the boy under anesthesia frowned inadvertently.
Sun Sicheng knew that the operation had to be done quickly.
Otherwise, once the anesthetic wears off, it will be difficult to do the rest.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
Sun Sicheng fixed the bone perfectly, and he felt a little weak.
The incision is a bit large, so it's best to sew it up.
Ruyi took out the sterilized needle and thread and was about to sew.
Ping An said, "Master, isn't it you who sews?"
Sun Sicheng shook his head: "Master is really not good at sewing clothes, so let Ruyi come."
Ping An said, "Master, let me do it. I have been secretly practicing the suturing method that grandpa taught me at home for a long time."
"Ping An, you are still young, your skin is not as easy to sew as the cloth."
"I know, but the wound is so deep that you can't just sew it like clothes."
"Okay, you can try it, but don't be too slow, the anesthetic won't last long."
"Know."
Ping An took the needle and thread. He didn't intend to act timid at this time. Wasn't it just sewing?
Everything that happened afterwards completely shocked Sun Sicheng and Ruyi.
I saw Ping'an's little hands flying up and down, and he actually sewed up the skin in a very short time. It was a very special needlework, beautiful and neat.
"Ping An, is this the acupuncture method?"
Ping An cut the thread and said, "Yes, my grandfather taught me for two days. Master, now let's apply the medicine and tie the board."
"Oh." Sun Sicheng was going crazy. The little disciple he brought with him was simply a monster.
The cutest little demon.
The reason why a genius is a genius is that there is no logic to it.
Such a young child learns everything very quickly. How should adults deal with this?
Seeing that the master and Ruyi were in bad condition, Ping An was the one who applied the medicine and held the board. Only then did Sun Sicheng react and tie them up carefully.
Ping An saw that the master and Ruyi were just looking at him like that, and pursed his lips and said, "I'll teach you later. For this kind of suture, just cut the middle thread, and the ends of the threads on both sides will fall off with a slight pull, without damaging the wound."
Sun Sicheng then laughed and looked at his little disciple with a silly smile.
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Half an hour later, the Wang couple stood beside their son and asked tearfully, "Young Master, is it really done?"
"I still say the same thing, as long as you strictly follow my instructions, there should be no sequelae, and you will be able to walk like a normal person.
The stitches on the wound will be removed after ten days, and scar removal medicine can be used after six months. Starting tomorrow, I will ask Doctor Hu to come and continue the treatment."
The Wang family was shocked: "Young Master, are you leaving? No, we only trust you."
Sun Sicheng shook his head: "I will explain it carefully to Doctor Hu, you don't have to worry."
The couple knelt down with a plop and kowtowed repeatedly: "Master, please stay, Master."
Sun Sicheng hurriedly pulled the two of them aside and said, "I can only stay for one day at most. I have something urgent to deal with. Today's surgery was very successful. Before the surgery, I said I was 80% sure. Now it's at least 90%."
Wang Qing also woke up.
Sun Sicheng smiled at him and said, "Wang Qing, the operation was successful. You will be able to walk like a normal person and participate in scientific research in the future. But you will have to endure the pain for a few days."
Wang Qing smiled, and the room suddenly seemed to be filled with spring flowers: "Thank you, Master, you saved my life, thank you very much."
He looked at Ping An again: "Thank you too, little brother."
In a daze, he seemed to hear the voice of his little brother helping him.
Sun Sicheng wrote a prescription, some of which were in the medical box and some had to be bought from Baicaotang.
Ruyi took the prescription and hurried away with Butler Wang.
"Master Wang, take one dose a day, boil it three times. I'll also give you some notes on what you should pay attention to, so don't be careless."
Mr. Wang nodded repeatedly: "No, I won't be careless."
As soon as Sun Sicheng finished writing down the precautions, Ruyi brought the medicine.
"Well, I will take my apprentice back to the inn now and come back to check before dusk. I will stay for a day tomorrow and bring Doctor Hu here to explain in detail. Even if there is really something wrong, let Doctor Hu write to me and I will come as much as possible."
"Thank you very much."
Madam Wang brought out a land deed and said, "My Lord, this is the land deed near your Baicao Valley. We are giving it to you. You can visit the Red Deed whenever you are free."
Sun Sicheng waved his hands and said, "Master Wang, Madam Wang, when Wang Qing recovers from his injury, I will pay you the normal price. I can't take over your mountain for nothing."
Mr. Wang insisted: "My Lord, you must accept it. What is a land deed worth? How much is my son's life worth?"
Seeing that he really couldn't refuse, Sun Sicheng could only accept it: "How about this, you guys name a price later, and Baicaotang will pay the full amount."
Mrs. Wang handed Sun Sicheng another purse, but this time he refused to take it.
Mrs. Wang had no choice but to say that they would settle the bill together later. She smiled and gave Ping'an a purse, praising him like a flower.
Ping An was embarrassed, his ears turned red. Sun Sicheng couldn't help laughing and hugged him: "Take the purse. Thank you, Mrs. Wang."
Ping An pursed her lips, took the purse and thanked him softly.
Ruyi, who had packed her medical kit, of course also received one.
"In that case, we will go back first and come back in the evening. Wang Qing, these days are especially important. The medicine contains painkillers. You will feel better after drinking it. If you really can't bear it, call me and I will give you a few injections to relieve the pain."
The Wang family expressed their gratitude repeatedly.
Sun Sicheng changed his worried mood in the early morning and felt relaxed. He held Ping'an's little hand, which had been flying up and down not long ago and quickly sewed up Wang Qing's skin and flesh, and the little guy didn't even blink.
How can it be so cute?
Mr. Wang looked at the three people walking and asked his wife, "The red envelope you gave to the child wasn't too little, was it? It's obvious that he's his nephew, otherwise he wouldn't love him so much. Our son can really count on him."
"Am I stupid?" Mrs. Wang finally smiled. "I gave the child ten taels and the follower five taels, which is not a small amount."
"No, I will give him a gold lock or a bag of silver leaves tomorrow. Making friends with the miracle doctor is like adding insurance to your life. Our son is still lucky to have met the eldest son."
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