Chapter 632: Just One or Two

Jiang Fubao asked Erya to bring silver needles and catgut to sew up the man, but she first inserted five silver needles into the man's head, and the man fell asleep.

But his limbs still trembled from time to time.

This method of forced sleep is harmful to the body and may leave sequelae, but compared to life, it is nothing.

Seeing Jiang Fubao sewing the person's belly like embroidery, everyone gritted their teeth and dared not say a word for fear of disturbing Jiang Fubao.

It was a hot summer day, but they felt like they were in winter.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

Meng Bujiu, who was closest to him, also pursed his lips into a straight line.

Hu Lushou wanted to learn something, but his old body made it impossible for him to do so.

He was so anxious that he kept jumping around outside the crowd.

Not to mention the little disciples.

A group of dwarf radishes, only the big butt in front can be seen.

Jiang Fubao's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Dan'er took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her.

As Jiang Fubao's thread went back and forth, the huge wound was finally sutured.

The glue solidifies, and with the help of catgut, the wound will no longer open.

The last stitch fell.

Jiang Fubao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After stitching, she felt the man's pulse. Although weak, he was still alive.

Jiang Fubao was thankful again that her rental house had traveled with her, otherwise she would not have been able to save the man's life and stop the bleeding. Even if she used catgut sutures, no more than five stitches, the man would have bled to death.

"The wound has stopped bleeding, but he's still in danger. Let him sleep here tonight. Two of you stay with him. If he doesn't have a fever tonight, he'll be alive after tonight."

Fever is nothing more than an inflammation of the wound caused by bacteria. Jiang Fubao has medicine in her room, and she can treat it even if it is a fever, but the family still needs to be mentally prepared.

But even after doing so, the man's family members knelt on the ground and thanked him madly.

"Thank you, doctor. Thank you, thank you very much—"

"Wuwuwu, thank you so much, miraculous doctor. We will definitely repay you for your great kindness to our family."

"I'm going to go back and sell the house and land. Children, come with me. You two stay here."

After the man’s father kowtowed and stood up to leave, Jiang Fubao quickly called him back.

"You don't need that much money. I'll write a prescription for him to apply to the wound, plus some oral medicine and money for stitches. Just prepare one or two taels of silver, that's enough."

Jiang Fubao's words made the old man's eyes widen.

The eyelids that were originally drooping are lifted up due to eyebrow lifting.

"What? One or two ounces? Just one or two ounces? Miracle doctor, you are worthy of being the miracle doctor of my Tianling country. You are like the Guanyin who saves people from suffering. As an old man, I thank you——"

The old man knelt down again, and his bald forehead banged against the ground.

The three children who had just stood up also followed their grandfather and knelt down to kowtow, each with a pious attitude.

"Did I hear you correctly? You want one tael of silver for saving a life? My son had a fever before, and I went to Chang'an Town to see a doctor. It cost him one and a half taels of silver to cure him. One tael of silver for a life? No wonder he is a miracle doctor appointed by the emperor himself. No one in the world can match his character."

"I originally thought she would ask for dozens of taels, but it's worth it to save a life. But it's only one tael. You are indeed a miracle doctor. From now on, I will only come here for treatment."

"You just realized how cheap it is to see a doctor here? We don't charge for taking a woman's pulse. If the disease is mild, we'll let you go after we take your pulse. You don't have to spend a penny. If it were a clinic nearby, they would at least peel off your skin and give you some ineffective medicine."

"Yes, I had a stomachache before, and the miraculous doctor gave me a prescription. I took it twice and it was fine. He only charged me fifty cents."

"......"

Jiang Fubao was almost drowned by the flattery and praise.

Even she, who was so shameless, could not bear it. She walked to the table, wrote the prescription, and went back to the backyard with Meng Bujiu.

Chen Hongxia went to get medicine.

There are two types in total, one for external application and one for internal use.

For external application, it needs to be ground into powder and sprinkled on the wound, while for internal use, it needs to be decocted by the maid.

Time flies when I'm busy, and almost an hour has passed.

Jiang Fubao sweated so much that he was very thirsty.

Pick up the teapot and pour it into your mouth.

No young lady would behave like this, but when Meng Bujiu saw it, he felt very distressed.

"You must be tired. Drink slowly and don't choke." After Jiang Fubao finished drinking, he patted her on the back, fearing that the cold tea would get stuck in her throat and cause her to choke and cough.

"The ice cubes are in the lobby. It's too hot in the private room. I'm so thirsty, but I don't have time to drink water. Oh, it feels so good. I can finally take a break. Brother Bu Ju, are you scared? The situation was urgent just now. I didn't have time to call others. You just happened to be standing at the door."

Jiang Fubao said with an apology.

After all, it is suturing a human body, and most people really can't accept it.

The impact is too strong.

It’s good enough if you don’t vomit.

"To be honest, I'm a little scared. Fubao, you are really amazing, much better than your brother. Your brother is not as good as you."

Meng Bujiu was not holding on. His tanned face looked a little pale, and he raised his thumb.

I gave a thumbs up to Jiang Fubao.

This is the gesture Jiang Fubao has liked to make since he was a child.

Everyone close to her learned from her.

Including Meng Bujiu.

"Hehe, of course I'm great, but Brother Bujiu is also great, we are all the best, except Brother Mingxue, that idiot, he always sneaks out of the school, I want to see how he will do in the next imperial examination, if he fails, I will complain to Grandpa and let him scold him."

Jiang Fubao smiled confidently, and then mentioned Kong Ming's philosophy.

Ever since Jiang Wangyou became pregnant, Kong Mingxue would sneak out every now and then.

My mind is completely focused on Jiang Wangyou, so there is no point in taking the test.

The only thing that can be seen is the green smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb.

"Uncle Kong and Aunt Wan will be staying at Jiang's house tomorrow to look after your elder sister. I ran into them on my way here and had a few words with them. Even if Mingxue comes back, he won't dare to show up. You just wait and see."

Meng Bujiu smiled evilly.

His dark eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like a werewolf about to transform into a beast in the dark night.

Adds a touch of ghostliness.

"Brother Bujiu, it's a pity that you don't become a male model." Jiang Fubao accidentally said what was in his mind.

Only when she saw Meng Bujiu's puzzled expression did she react.

Jiang Fubao immediately covered his mouth and smiled awkwardly.

"Male model? What is a male model?" Meng Bujiu didn't understand.

"Well, I mean to praise Brother Bujiu for being so great. I said you are so popular that everyone loves you. Maybe you can make money just by relying on your looks."

Jiang Fubao explained that she didn't dare to say it too clearly.

"Making money by relying on your looks?" Meng Bujiu was stunned. How was that different from the young prostitutes in Jiangnan?