Chapter 740 Didn’t you say that my wife would definitely die?
Jiang Wan and Fuling looked at each other. They didn't expect such a turn of events.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to bring you back to your family."
Jiang Wan asked Fuling to make preparations and she also checked all the necessary medicines.
Then she smeared Ma Fei Powder on the handkerchief and said, "Auntie Cai, please have a good sleep."
She used the house to gently cover Aunt Cai's mouth and nose, and Aunt Cai fainted.
Jiang Wan ignored the danger of being discovered by Fuling and took out a needle to give Aunt Cai anesthesia.
"Craniotomy is a serious matter. If she wakes up in the middle of the operation, the consequences will be disastrous, so I gave her anesthesia again."
While explaining to Fuling, Jiang Wan picked up the scalpel and stared at Fuling seriously.
"Fuling, are you ready?"
"Master Junior, I'm ready!"
Fuling tried hard to calm herself down and silently recited the names of the various knives at hand.
The operation officially begins!
In the clinic, Doctor Zhong used the excuse of going to the toilet and saw the prince and others waiting at the door of the room.
The man who brought his wife here yesterday was pacing nervously. His wife was not around, so she must be in the house.
He returned to continue seeing patients until he saw Duan Tianming going to the toilet. He quickly got up and followed him.
Perhaps because he was nervous, Duan Tianming had gone to the toilet several times. As soon as he came out, he met the doctor who had asked him to prepare for his funeral yesterday.
"Where's your wife?"
Doctor Zhong excitedly grabbed Duan Tianming's hand, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
Duan Tianming frowned, "Doctor, what do you want from my wife?"
"Did the prince find someone to treat your wife?"
Doctor Zhong insisted and asked Duan Tianming to step back. "I'm sorry, I can't reveal this."
"Believe me, your wife's brain is damaged. She won't survive for more than a few days."
Doctor Zhong stroked his beard, obviously confident. Duan Tianming was stimulated by this and immediately said:
"That's because your medical skills are not good enough. The princess said my wife can cure it!"
"It was the princess who treated your wife?"
After successfully getting the question out of the doctor, Dr. Zhong was filled with surprise that the princess looked so young, yet she actually knew medical skills.
He suddenly remembered that Princess Yongle seemed to have treated the late emperor. Could it be that she really had a solution?
Doctor Zhong got a little excited when he thought about it. He grabbed Duan Tianming's hand and asked, "Did she tell me how to treat it?"
"Are you trying to trick me?" Duan Tianming was a little angry. He turned around and left in a rage.
Doctor Zhong quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't leave yet, I'm doing this for your own good.
Think about it, the princess is so young, if anything happens to your wife, I can help her with some advice."
"Didn't you say that my wife was doomed to die?" Duan Tianming was speechless. Why was this old man talking so incoherently?
“That’s the theory, indeed.”
Doctor Zhong looked serious and said, "Using better medicine can indeed save his life, but if you don't want to talk about it, forget it.
I am just curious. If anything happens, I will have to use the medicine from this clinic, right?"
"Have you ever heard of craniotomy?"
Duan Tianming swallowed his saliva. Perhaps because he was too worried, he also wanted to find someone to share his worries with, so he told Doctor Zhong.
When Dr. Zhong heard this, his eyes widened in shock, and it seemed as if an egg could be stuffed into his mouth.
"Oh my god, are you kidding me?"
"See, I told you and you didn't believe it."
Duan Tianming was speechless. He should have known not to tell the old man. It was obvious that the old man didn't have the ability to do so.
"Is it really a craniotomy technique?"
Doctor Zhong was stunned, because that was a method described in medical books that was almost impossible to accomplish.
Throughout history, many people have tried and failed. The princess is really brave.
But I have to say that there was a hint of curiosity in Dr. Zhong's eyes.
After that, he did not go to see the patient, but quietly followed Duan Tianming back to the door of the house.
Song Jiuyuan, Cheng Jin and others thought that Doctor Zhong and Duan Tianming knew each other, so they did not stop them.
An hour passed and there was still no movement in the room. Duan Tianming squatted on the ground anxiously.
Even Cheng Jin, who had always believed in Jiang Wan, had some doubts.
"Song Jiuyuan, no..."
"Shut up!"
Song Jiuyuan glanced at him and said, "You have to believe in Wanwan. Wanwan has never let us down."
"But this is unusual."
Cheng Jin murmured something, worried that something might happen to Fuling, and was obviously very anxious.
"Then look at what Wanwan did in the past. Which one is not extraordinary?"
Song Jiuyuan was mysteriously confident in Jiang Wan. He sat in the chair calmly and even had the mood to take a nap with his eyes closed.
"Old Zhong, why are you here? The medicine boy is looking for you like crazy!"
At this time, the shopkeeper realized that Doctor Zhong was not looking for him, so he took him away by force.
Doctor Zhong said stubbornly, "Aren't there other doctors in the clinic? Let them take a look first."
He was really curious whether this princess could perform a miracle.
"You're crazy!"
The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said to Doctor Zhong, "You think your head has been on your head for too long, right?"
"How can you be so vulgar?"
Doctor Zhong was a little annoyed, "Do you know what it means if this patient survives?
This means that this method is feasible and may be able to save more patients in the future."
How many times had he seen such patients helplessly, and finally watched them leave with heartache.
The shopkeeper was helpless and could only leave in embarrassment and arrange for other doctors to see Dr. Zhong.
Another half hour passed, Duan Tianming's legs felt numb from squatting, and he stared at the door eagerly.
He murmured, "It will be alright, it will be alright."
Because the patient inside was his wife, everyone understood his feelings and no one blamed him.
Only Doctor Zhong, who stood behind Duan Tianming, whispered, "Stop talking.
I didn't try to trick you before, you still have to prepare for your funeral.
This craniotomy is no joke. Since ancient times, few people have survived a craniotomy."
"I believe my wife can!"
Duan Tianming's tone was firm, and Doctor Zhong was quite helpless. "If that's the case, I'll kneel down and call you Master Princess."
"That won't work. I don't have a disciple that old."
Jiang Wan opened the door and walked out. She looked a little tired. Mu Xiang rushed forward and supported Jiang Wan.
"Master, let me massage your shoulders for you."
"Princess, how is my wife?"
Duan Tianming didn't dare to look inside the room. At this time, Fuling came out and answered for Jiang Wan.
"Don't worry, your wife is fine. The anesthetic effect hasn't worn off yet, and she will wake up soon."
"Really...really saved?"
Doctor Zhong stood there in a daze, and subconsciously ran into the house, but was stopped by Fuling.
"What are you doing?"
"Can I...can I go in and see the patient?"
They were so excited that people who didn't know would think that Dr. Zhong was Aunt Cai's relative.
"Princess, I want to go see my wife."
Duan Tianming also spoke weakly and looked into the house eagerly.
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