Chapter 253

"Suture?"

Huo Yuqing was supported by Xu Yi and leaned on the soft pillow. He asked thoughtfully with his eyebrows knitted, "I have seen in medical books that it is recorded that people with broken intestines can be sutured with needles and threads. Is this true? " What

are you reading, "Treatise on the Causes and Symptoms of Diseases" written by the imperial physician Chao Yuanfang?" Xu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

Huo Yuqing nodded and said that because his uncle was ill, he had read several famous medical works. "Unfortunately, I have limited knowledge and know one aspect of pharmacology but not the other. I dare not use medicine at will."

Xu Yi heard him talk about it. The third master of the Huo family, in his heart, drew a circle on this person and placed him in a position where the Huo family has certain decision-making power.

He clarified Huo Yuqing's doubts: "You will indeed need suturing for your injury. But the method of suturing is slightly different from what you said. In addition to the golden sore medicine, you will also use muscle-

promoting ointment." There are various formulas. The muscle-promoting ointment used by Xu Yi is the muscle-promoting Yuhong ointment. The original recipe comes from "Surgery Authenticity". The ingredients in the prescription are Angelica sinensis, Angelica dahurica, light powder, Lithospermum, Red Scorpion and sesame oil. [Note 1]

The formula and proportion of the muscle growth ointment originally prepared for Zhang Tiegou and Yu Qiulin are different and need to be prepared again.

Before processing, these medicinal materials need to be soaked in sesame oil for three days, and then simmered over slow fire.

As early as when Xu Yi entered the house, he asked the servants of the third master of the Huo family to buy some medicinal materials when they were picking up medicine the next day.

"Mr. Xu is thoughtful." A smile appeared on Huo Yuqing's pale face.

After laughing, he said solemnly: "I heard what happened that day. Huo Mansion didn't mean to embarrass you. I'm really grateful that you are willing to continue to save me."

Xu Yi glanced at him and raised his hand to put away the pulse pillow. , said calmly and distantly: "I save people out of my own heart, and it has nothing to do with who it is. If Huo Xiaolang thinks too much, it will easily affect the healing of the wound."

"...Yeah." Huo Yuqing reluctantly agreed.

The eyelids were slightly drooped, and there was a loneliness in his eyes.

Huo Yuqing's energy was really low. After hearing that Xu Yi was going to make a muscle-building ointment, he fell asleep without even talking for a few words.

Xu Yi saw him sleeping and left calmly, carrying the medicine box.

When he left the house, he explained a few words to the servant who was guarding outside, and then said: "Your second master Yu's food is very important these days. Can you buy Sichuan rice from the Jiejing grain store?"

"Sichuan rice?" The servant Repeated with blank eyes.

Xu Yi said patiently: "Grind the glutinous rice produced in middle Sichuan into powder, add it to the cooked rice porridge, and then use the soup stewed with two cents of ginseng to make rice soup. The stew should not exceed one hour."

The servant suddenly became alert, He quickly remembered what Xu Yi told him.

When Xu Yi returned to the house to prepare the muscle-building ointment, the servant hurriedly came to ask Mr. Huo for instructions.

Mr. Huo said: "Listen to Mr. Xu."

Before the servant took the order and left, Mr. Huo stopped him and warned, "This matter does not need to be approved by Qiao Lanju. You can handle it yourself and don't let other servants do it." Intervene."

"I understand." The servant's scalp was tense and he didn't dare to waste a moment.

...

Zhuque Gate, east of the city, south of the street.

In the courtyard of the temporarily rented hut, a few boxes of thank-you gifts from the Huo family were placed in the small main room.

Each box contains different items. Some contain seasonal fruits and vegetables that are only available in the spring, some contain precious herbs and fruits, and there is another box of soft and silky texture, valuable and expensive fabrics with beautiful colors. , it matches well when used to make clothes.

The Huo family seemed to have found out their details. The things they sent were neither gold nor silver, but they were thoughtful and capable.

"Madam, are we just going to accept it like this?" Ah Jin looked at Yan Quyue doubtfully, "Aren't we going to make a decision before Lang Jun comes back?"

Yan Quyue said, "It's better to accept it than not to accept it, otherwise they will think We are greedy."

Looking at the thank-you gifts on the ground, she raised her eyebrows and said to the brothers and sisters and Er Qing, "You can use whatever you like. There is no need to keep it."

A Xu asked, "No wait . Lang Jun?"

"Don't wait for him." Yan Quyue yawned.

Xu Yi has not been at home these days, and she is not used to sleeping. Moreover, the night market in Kyoto is noisy until dawn. When Yan Quyue is about to fall asleep, there will be a sound in her ears. It is the return of a certain neighbor in the middle of the night. The noise from home made her gradually irritable.

There seems to be nothing interesting about Kyoto.

Instead, there are many constraints and troubles.

They can't even rent a decent house here!

Thinking of this, Yan Quyue asked Erqing: "Tomorrow is the day when Xiangguo Temple is open for trading. Have the pills been prepared?"

Erqing replied: "About a few hundred pills have been prepared."

Yan Quyue said in a deep voice: "It's not enough. Try to make as many as possible."

Xu Yi is not at home right now, so it is up to her to make decisions on these matters. Just like making Xiaoshi pills, Yan Quyue had an idea in her mind after asking A Xu how many pills he sold that day.

There are other ways to make money, but they are not as fast as selling Xiaoshi pills.

After all, there are many rich people in Kyoto, and there are countless people who eat meat and fish. Eating too much meat and fish will naturally lead to food accumulation. Xiaoshi Pills can not only cure food accumulation, but also relieve fatigue. She didn't need Xu Yi to remind her, she already knew the benefits of Xiaoshi Pills.

"Madam, we have used up all the medicinal materials we have prepared."

A Xu said hesitantly, "The medicinal materials sold in the pharmacy in the north of Maxing Street are not cheap. If you buy them and process them, you can't make up for it by selling them for thirty cents a pack."

Yan Quyue: "..."

She pinched her eyebrows with a slight headache: "Why did Xu Yi sell it so cheaply in the past?"

A Xu said: "There are many medicinal materials in Sichuan. Let's go to Zitong to find a drug dealer to buy them. The price can still be higher. " If it's lower, the cost of processing will naturally be reduced."

Ajin was worried when he heard what his brother said: "The suburbs of Kyoto are so far away, and it's too late for us to go there by car to dig up the medicine."

Hearing this, Erqing stopped talking. Look at his wife.

Sensing his little move, Yan Quyue said: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

Er Qing said: "I went to the suburbs in the past two days to take a look. The mountains in the suburbs of Kyoto all have main mountains. Even if we go there, There's no way to dig for medicinal materials."

Others: "..."

It seems that going to the mountains to dig for medicinal materials won't work.

Yan Quyue was helpless: "...it's so troublesome." She used to ignore this matter, but now she has been in charge of it for a few days, and she wants to stop being the shopkeeper.

She thought that if Xu Yi didn't come back, she would have to sharpen her knife.

...

The Xing family, which is also located in the south of the city, has also undergone slight changes in recent days.

When Xing Yuesen was on duty, he first encountered his always cold-faced boss who took the initiative to show concern. If he had any questions that he didn't understand, he could come to him. Then, his colleagues who usually ignored him came to him inexplicably. Taking the initiative to invite him to a restaurant for a drink...

Xing Yuesen declined with a smile.

He knew better than anyone that there would be such a change. It was Xu Yi who saved the second master Yu of the Huo family that day.

Although the Huo family didn't express anything else, they just sent a generous and simple thank you gift, which attracted the attention of many parties.

While this changed his situation in Dali Temple, it also attracted close attention from other colleagues. If you want to keep a low profile in Dali Temple, you may not be able to use this matter to your own benefit.

But thinking that Xu Yi was still in the Huo family, Xing Yuesen suppressed this thought with a gloomy expression.

"Dad, I'm back."

At this time, Xing Luyuan, who was returning from school, saw his father in the main room and came over to salute and say hello.

Xing Yuesen simply asked him about the course, and suddenly asked: "When will your college's competition start?"

"..." Xing Luyuan whispered hesitantly, "It's tomorrow. Dad, are you coming to participate?"

Tomorrow is Xiu Mu. On that day, Xing Yuesen didn’t have to go on duty.

Xing Yuesen looked at him with a serious look: "If you are sure of winning the ranking, then it doesn't matter if I go to watch the competition tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xing Luyuan's eyes widened in shock, and he said happily: "Yes! Among the students who signed up this time, the swordsmanship is the best Not as good as me."

Xing Yuesen chuckled, his mouth twitching slightly in anger at his stupid son's smile.

He poured half a pot of cold tea into his stomach before he suppressed the anger that wanted to beat his son, and said impatiently: "Okay, dad will go tomorrow."

"Dad, are you serious?" Xing Luyuan confirmed in disbelief, Seeing his father's downcast face, he hurriedly shouted obediently, "I believe, I believe, I know my father loves me."

Xing Yuesen: "..."

He waved his hand and made his son disappear from his eyes.

Then he called Amu and asked him: "Have you heard any news?"

Amu shook his head: "The mansion of Captain Huo is very tight, and I tried several methods but couldn't get any news, but I did see a servant coming from there. When I came back from buying medicinal materials, I didn't see any other doctors from the Huo family." "It seems

like good news."

Regarding this matter, he sat quietly in the main room with frowning for a while, then got up and went inside.

...

The next day, Mrs. Jiao took her maid in a green cloth sedan to the temporarily rented house of the Xu family.

Seeing Mrs. Jiao coming to the door, Yan Quyue went out to greet her in person: "Sister-in-law is here, why didn't you tell me in advance so that I could prepare refreshments."

"Come and see my siblings." Mrs. Jiao smiled gently and took Yan Quyue's hand. Hands enter the house.

As soon as she came in, she saw drying racks randomly placed in the yard, several dustpans drying medicinal materials, and Erqing and Axu moving the folding stools used to set up stalls.

Mrs. Jiao looked at Yan Quyue: "Brothers and sisters, are you going out?"

Yan Quyue said, "I'm not going out. Today is the trading day at Xiangguo Temple. I plan to let A Xu Erqing go to the temple to set up a stall."

Yan Quyue said After saying this, Mrs. Jiao was a little surprised. She didn't expect that Madam Yan, besides being bold, could be so confident and able to take care of things in an orderly manner under such circumstances.

Looking at her face, there was no sadness at all.

Mrs. Jiao said with some envy: "When I came to Kyoto, I didn't know anything and I didn't dare to make any ideas." As she said that, she followed Yan Quyue into the room. As soon as she sat down, Ah Jin brought tea.

Yan Quyue asked Ah Jin to go down and do some work. She received Jiao in person, and heard Jiao continue, "It took me two years in Kyoto before I had the opportunity to get in touch with these noble people in Kyoto. If I had your temperament and ability, I'm afraid I would I should have taken care of my husband earlier."

Yan Quyue was also surprised after hearing this. Is it so difficult to get along in Kyoto?

She followed Xu Yi to so many places, and wherever they went, they could settle down quickly. Even if you encounter trouble, you can easily solve it and rarely worry about daily life and making money.

Taking advantage of this chat, Yan Quyue asked Mr. Jiao for many tips on how to "goof around" in Kyoto.

Mr. Jiao was not stingy and passed on his experience in dealing with things in Kyoto to her.

After listening, Yan Quyue was a little silent.

In the final analysis, the method taught by Mr. Jiao is to keep a low profile when you should, and don't cause trouble easily.

You also have to endure certain abilities. When you are not sure whether the other party is friend or foe, be a quail that doesn't make a sound or show its head.

But obviously, this low-key method is no longer suitable for them...

At this time, Xu Yi, who was in the Huo Mansion, showed off his skilled suturing skills in a low-key manner, surprising all the Huo family members.

The venue for the suturing surgery was not suitable for crowded places, so Xu Yi drove the unimportant people out of the room.

There was only one servant left, and the third master of the Huo family and Meng who were unwilling to leave the house.

The two wanted to stay, but Xu Yi reluctantly agreed.

Let them put on clean clothes, put on masks, and stand two meters away from the bed that became a temporary operating table.

Immediately after he finished cleaning his hands, he put the needles, threads, and knives he needed to use in a pot of water and boiled them.

The servant took out the surgical tools, dried them, and handed them to Xu Yi.

Xu Yi took off the bandage and applied vanilla powder around the wound to perform local anesthesia.

The next moment, under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, he took a knife and cut off the white dead flesh from the wound.

Huo Yuqing's stab wound was treated in time. Although he was delayed for half a day later, Xu Yi took over and there were not many broken parts.

Xu Yi threw the cut off bad meat on the copper plate. He wiped his hands, and in the next second he took the threaded silver needle and sutured the wound completely.

"Click."

The silk thread was cut, Xu Yi applied the muscle-promoting jade red ointment, took the cloth strip and bandaged it again.

Mr. Huo withdrew his gaze and glanced at the incense burner placed in the room. In the mist of incense, time had passed exactly one stick of incense.