Chapter 882 Recruiting a Female Doctor, for the Tang Dynasty!
While everyone was looking at the eight piglets, Li San Niang quickly changed her clothes, washed her hands, and tidied herself up.
When she returned to the high platform after everything was ready, the people inside the hall were already engaged in a lively discussion.
Sitting in the front row, Zhong Liwenlian reached out and touched her chest; her eyes were a little red.
Although her eyes were fixed on the chubby little piglet in the wooden frame in front of her, her gaze was unfocused, clearly lost in her own thoughts.
Sitting next to Zhongli Wenlian, Granny Cui reached out and gently patted Zhongli Wenlian's forearm twice, softly calling out, "Madam? Madam?"
Startled awake by Granny Cui, Zhongli Wenlian finally came to her senses and a tear rolled down her cheek.
Wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye with a cloth, Zhongli Wenlian lowered her head and calmed herself down, still whispering to Granny Cui, "If my sister had used Doctor Li's method when she gave birth, perhaps her child would be running and jumping around now, and my sister would be alive and well."
While some, like Zhongli Wenlian, readily accepted Li Sanniang's method of surgically removing a child, others naturally held skeptical views.
"I suspect that the sow on that high platform has probably been dead for a long time."
Even if they are alive now, they probably won't live to see tomorrow!
"This woman must be lying, right?"
While the others were still calming down after hearing the man's questioning, Tang Mingyue was already getting angry.
He was the one who performed surgery on the Jinwu Guard who had his intestines cut open, along with Li Sanniang and Physician Sun. That person with severed intestines is still alive and well.
If we were to ask who among those present trusted Li San Niang the most, it would be this:
Tang Mingyue definitely has to be included.
Tang Mingyue was about to stand up and have a serious talk with the man, but before he could get up, a man dressed in black robes laughed and shouted at him, "Isn't it easy to verify? We just need to go to that high platform and see if that sow is still alive."
Why don't you raise your hand and come up on stage for a look?
"The female doctor on the platform looks stern, but she seems approachable. Brother, why don't you give her a try?"
Upon hearing this, whether out of genuine boldness or a moment of impulsiveness provoked by others in public, the man actually stood up and raised his hand to the waiter standing in the aisle.
The waiter was quick to act, and in no time, Li San Niang, standing on the high platform, learned of the man's doubts from Song Fuling.
"Master? What do we do?"
Li San Niang waved her hand at the somewhat anxious Song Fuling, then smiled reassuringly at Song Fuling, "Perfect! Isn't that exactly what we were looking for—to find someone to come on stage and see if it's real or fake?"
"That's great, there's no need to look for anyone else, we can just call that person up."
The sound of the gong rang out again in the inner hall. Chen Yanfu spoke loudly to explain the question that the waiter had just handed her. She confidently addressed the crowd below the stage: "...We at the Maternity Hospital always do things based on facts. If it is, it is; if it is, it is. We will never engage in deception."
We urge that gentleman who harbors doubts to personally come up on stage and see for himself whether it is true or false.
The man was quite surprised at this moment. He was now somewhat afraid. After all, if he was allowed to go on stage to distinguish between the real and the fake, it must be true. Otherwise, how would the Imperial Medical Bureau explain to the thousands of people present today? And how would they explain to Emperor Wu?
So, he was genuinely afraid.
But the man in the black robe seemed not to see the man's fear, and instead laughed out loud: "Brother, what spirit!"
"Quickly, go up to that high platform and see for us whether it's real or fake."
Led by the waiter, the man quickly arrived at the high platform. He stood in front of the sow, who was still lying on the large wooden table, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
As soon as he stood still, he heard the sow's unmistakable breathing.
At Song Fuling's prompting, he reached out his trembling hand to touch the sow's head; it was warm, like a human body temperature.
Alive!
It's alive!
That wasn't all. Song Fuling then led the man to see the eight wooden crates that had been carried back by the waiters. The piglets in the crates, which had only been born a quarter of an hour earlier, were visibly adorable.
The man, seeing the piglets moving around, certainly didn't think they were dead; they were alive as alive as could be.
Song Fuling watched with satisfaction as the sweat poured down the man's forehead, and deliberately asked him, "Young master, did you see clearly?"
Would you like to touch these piglets?
The man quickly shook his head, saying, "No need, no need, they're all alive."
Song Fuling pretended not to hear and just stared at the man. The man's face turned red, and he seemed to know his mistake and correct it. He then shouted loudly to the crowd below the stage: "Those who are alive, come here! They are all alive!"
The sow and her piglets were all alive!
After saying that, he turned around and gave Li San Niang a hasty bow. Before the servants could come forward, he hurriedly ran down the platform.
After descending from the platform, a waiter who had been waiting there led the person back to their original seat.
Li San Niang then took the opportunity to stand in the center of the platform, and first bowed to the crowd below.
Seeing this, the crowd below understood that Li San Niang had something to say, and without the waiter striking the gong, the inner hall gradually quieted down.
At this moment, thousands of eyes in the inner palace, from Princess Taiping to the young man who had just stepped onto the stage to question her, were all on her.
"Everyone!"
Cesarean section is indeed an effective method, and it can save most of the people who died in childbirth in the past.
In my estimation, this method can save 50-60% of people experiencing difficult childbirth. If there were enough female doctors to do this, it would be possible to save 80-90% of them!
In fact, over the past few years, my maternity ward has saved many women and babies by using episiotomy. The number of babies born in Chang'an City has indeed increased by more than 20% compared to previous years.
Women can give birth to infants, and infants can grow up well with their mothers. When infants grow up, they will be people of our Great Tang, soldiers of our Great Tang, farmers and weavers of our Great Tang, and people of our Great Tang, and their legacy will last for thousands of years!
Therefore, I, Li Mingfang, solemnly extend an invitation to all aspiring women in the Tang Dynasty: if you are interested in becoming a female doctor, please come and register at the Maternity Clinic.
If you are selected, I, Li Mingfang, guarantee to impart all my knowledge to you. If you are talented, I can recommend you to the Imperial Medical Bureau as a female official!
Anyone interested, come on over!
After delivering her impassioned and grandiose speech, Li Sanniang gracefully withdrew, and the sound of the gong rang out. The attendants then led everyone away, marking the completion of the first half of the maternity ward's presentation.
Before everyone could ponder Li San Niang's words, they had no choice but to get up, line up, and leave in an orderly fashion under the guidance of the waiters.
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