After hearing this, Xiao Wu fell to his knees and said excitedly, "Thank you, Madam, you are my son's great benefactor!"
Once my son gets rid of his problem of fainting at the sight of blood, he will surely become the one and only head of Jishiditang.
Xiao Wu touched his neck. His life was saved, but his identity had to be protected.
Jiang Yuzhu said modestly, "It's just a small measure. In the end, it will be up to Doctor Yan to overcome it himself."
After standing up again, Yan Lin said with a sad face: "Madam Xie, it seems that I have overestimated myself..."
After killing the chicken last night, Yan Lin felt that he was doing it again. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night and got up early to come and disturb me.
As a result, reality slapped him hard in the face and pushed him to the bottom again.
"Doctor Yan, this problem of yours didn't develop overnight. It's been going on for nearly twenty years. Aren't you being too harsh on yourself?"
If it was Hong Xiu who treated the disease, she would not be as gentle as the lady. Instead, she would throw Yan Lin into a bathtub filled with blood and fight violence with violence.
I'm already fainting from blood, so it can't get any worse, right?
In fact, Jiang Yuzhu also agreed, but she had to cooperate with Yan Lin, so she had to use gentle means.
He suggested wearing sunglasses, again trying a different approach, and Yan Lin quickly accepted.
In addition to killing the rabbit, Jiang Yuzhu also sent someone to get a large piece of pork with pig skin, and she and Yan Lin discussed how to deal with the external injuries.
Jiang Yuzhu thought Yan Lin didn't know how to suture external wounds, so she took the initiative to demonstrate: "Doctor Yan, you should learn how to treat external wounds first, and then..."
"Madam Xie, although Yan is afraid of blood, he has some research on treating external injuries."
Yan Lin explained that he was responsible for handling any injuries to the servants in the mansion after wiping off the blood.
Hearing that all the soldiers' injuries on the battlefield were stitched up by doctors, Yan Lin immediately grasped the key point and asked, "Madam Xie, you don't have enough manpower, right?"
"yes."
Jiang Yuzhu did not hide the fact that it was indeed not enough, so she needed to summon a doctor to come to the camp in the north of the city to help.
Suturing is only the most superficial layer. Soldiers with broken arms and legs are in danger of death if they do not undergo surgery in time.
Yan Lin seemed to be thinking about something. He looked up at Jiang Yuzhu, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes.
Well, Jiang Yuzhu, as the wife of a second-rank official, is so selfless, Yan Lin shouldn't harbor any selfish motives.
"Mrs. Xie, to be honest, I have some little ideas."
Yan Lin is different from the Yan family. He has a compassionate heart.
The medical consultations and medicines at Jishidiang are too expensive. Even if the medical skills are very advanced, ordinary people cannot afford it.
"Yes, the people are poor year-round, so when they get sick they always try to delay treatment, and when they don't see improvement they resort to some folk remedies."
Jiang Yuzhu agrees. "It's common for villagers to get injured while working in the fields. When they bleed profusely, they just use herbs to stop the bleeding. They're reluctant to spend money on ointments to remove dead tissue and regenerate new flesh."
"So, Yan's wish is to open a patent medicine shop."
The decoction is made into concentrated pills and sold at the lowest price.
In this way, some people would be willing to buy a bottle and store it for emergencies.
Yan Lin made a booklet of common medicinal herbs.
"In addition to these, I also developed a method to quickly stop bleeding without suturing."
Seeing that Jiang Yuzhu was interested, Yan Lin found pen, ink, paper and inkstone to draw a picture and explained it in detail.
"These two strips are attached to either side of the wound, with a line connecting them in the middle. Pulling the line in the middle will close the gaping wound. By utilizing the tension on both sides, the wound can heal quickly without suturing."
It eliminates the pain of suturing and speeds up wound treatment. Even people who don’t know medical skills can perform the operation.
"Mrs. Xie, please look..."
The Yan family never took Yan Lin's suggestion seriously. He once made it and tried it secretly, and the effect was remarkable.
"I think it's very good!"
Jiang Yuzhu was stunned. The concept proposed by Yan Lin was almost identical to the new generation of non-traumatic wound closure devices.
Since she was a forensic doctor, she didn't need to pay much attention to it.
Could it be that Yan Lin traveled through time?
"Palace Jade Wine, one hundred and eighty per cup."
Jiang Yuzhu gave the secret signal with a serious face.
Seeing Yan Lin didn't respond, she calmly changed the answer: "The King of Heaven and the Tiger of Earth."
"Mrs. Xie, what did you say?"
There was confusion in Yan Lin's eyes. He thought he had misheard and looked at the servant Xiaowu.
After changing several times, Jiang Yuzhu finally admitted that Yan Lin had talent in medicine and it was not an exaggeration to call him a genius.
Jiang Yuzhu understood Yan Lin's philosophy. Yan Lin seemed to have found a confidant and said with a smile, "Madam Xie, since you and I are in the same business, then what I said before stands. I will send Xiao Wu to mobilize the medicine depots in the five cities of the north!"
Yan Lin was also worried that if he went too late, the old man’s letter would be delivered and his words would no longer count.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuzhu admired Yan Lin even more and praised him, "Doctor Yan, there are very few doctors with such medical ethics. You are a blessing to the people of Daqi!"
“No, no!”
Yan Lin was even more impressed. Seeing Jiang Yuzhu's skillful treatment of external injuries, he asked, "Madam Xie, are your medical skills similar to those of the imperial physician?"
"That's not the case."
Jiang Yuzhu's eyelids twitched, and she felt that something was wrong with the direction of the topic.
"oh?"
Yan Lin did not give up and continued to ask, "Looking at your technique, which famous doctor did you learn from?"
If there is a chance, Yan Lin wants to meet a famous doctor. Even if it is just a few words of advice, it would be a great opportunity.
Unable to hide it any longer, Jiang Yuzhu simply said, "Doctor Yan, you have some misunderstandings. I am not actually a doctor."
Jiang Yuzhu is not good at taking pulses and diagnosing illnesses.
Yan Lin seemed to find it incredible and said in a long voice: "That is..."
Doesn’t the doctor have such powerful methods to treat external injuries?
Many of the ideas he proposed coincided with Jiang Yuzhu's.
"It's the coroner."
In modern times, this sacred profession is considered the lowest class in Da Qi. Jiang Yuzhu felt unfair about it and did not want to hide it.
Yan Lin: “…”
Sorry to bother you, he shouldn't have asked!
If he takes back what he said now, will it make him look like a bitch?
Jiang Yuzhu noticed Yan Lin's discomfort and tried to make amends, saying, "In Daqi, people are divided into different classes, and professions are also divided into high and low, but life is the only thing we have only once."
Whether they are doctors or coroners, they all shine in their respective fields.
When necessary, the coroner can also help suture and save lives, so why should he worry about his own profession?
After hearing this, Yan Lin stood up and bowed deeply to Jiang Yuzhu, saying with awe and respect, "Thank you, Madam. It's me who is narrow-minded. Your vision is beyond the reach of ordinary people."
Jiang Yuzhu is the daughter of a noble family and the wife of a powerful official. Although Yan Lin couldn't understand why she called herself a coroner, after a brief contact, Yan Lin admired her very much.
"Doctor Yan, you are a rare genius that only appears once in a century!"
Jiang Yuzhu readily followed suit and she and Yan Lin praised each other, and both were extremely satisfied with each other's choice of words.
As they were talking, there was a commotion at the door. Then, a man covered in blood ran into the house, shouting, "The barbarians are coming! Help!"
"thump……"
Another sound was heard.
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