Just then, a group of people rushed over and, seeing Yao Tongjia and Xiao Gengwu, shouted, "Tongya, where's your master? Quick, call her to help! Her uncle fell and got hurt, and the town says they can't treat him!"
Yao Tongjia immediately disregarded everything else and ran up to see that it was Uncle Xue, who had delivered vegetables to them before the New Year. He was the village chief's brother-in-law.
He was now unconscious, and blood was everywhere on the ground.
Yao Tongjia shouted to Xiao Gengwu, "Brother Xiao, go and call your mother. I'll take the person inside for disinfection first."
Xiao Gengwu looked at Yao Tongjia nervously, afraid that Yao Tongjia would give him the spiritual spring water and bring him back to life.
Yao Tongjia understood Xiao Gengwu's worry: "Go quickly, I know what to do!"
Of course, she had to give him a little bit of the spiritual spring water to keep him alive, otherwise if this pillar of the family collapsed, the whole family would fall apart.
Xiao Gengwu could only run to call his mother. Yao Tongjia took advantage of the fact that no one was around and quickly pushed him into the operating room, putting a few drops of spiritual spring water into Uncle Xue's mouth.
Only a few drops were allowed; Yao Tongjia dared not give more. She was a person who valued her life very much and could not risk her life for this!
When Xiao Yan ran to the operating room, Yao Tongjia had already finished disinfecting and explained the situation to her master: "She fell and hit her head, and her body also has injuries of varying degrees, but the key injury is to her head!"
Xiao Yan's heart sank. This was going to be difficult. Current technology wasn't very advanced. With a head injury, there was bound to be intracranial hematoma. What should she do?
Yao Tongjia suggested, "Master, craniotomy is extremely risky, with a high possibility of postoperative infection. How about we treat it with acupuncture?"
Acupuncture treatment? Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat: "Do you know how?"
Yao Tongjia nodded: "Dean Zhou taught me a set of acupuncture techniques, which are for intracranial hemorrhage. If you don't have a better method, I can try it!"
Xiao Yan's only option was surgery, but not only was the current technology inadequate, but postoperative infection was also a major problem, and the hospital couldn't supply enough anti-inflammatory drugs.
Acupuncture would be the best option if possible!
Xiao Yan nodded: "You should do it, surgery is too dangerous!"
Yao Tongjia is indeed very talented in acupuncture; she can master a set of acupuncture techniques in just a few days.
At this moment, she laid out the silver needles, and even took out two or three vacuum-sealed silver needles, which could be used to draw out the stagnant blood.
The moment she laid out the silver needles, her entire demeanor changed. Her movements were slow; she inserted the needles one by one, targeting one acupoint after another.
When the last silver needle was inserted, she was covered in sweat, she was so focused!
Xiao Yan handed her a towel: "This towel is mine. Wipe your sweat so you don't catch a cold!"
Yao Tongjia nodded, wiping the sweat from her face and back. It was true that she had access to the magic spring water, but she wanted to avoid catching a cold if possible.
The blood clots in his brain were quickly drained. Xiao Yan told Yao Tongjia to watch over the needles while she checked if his ribs were broken.
After examination, Xiao Yan was found to have two broken ribs, some of which were embedded in her lungs. While the anesthetic was still in effect, she quickly opened her chest cavity.
Her judgment was very accurate. She carefully put the ribs back in place and then stitched up the lung.
By the time they finished treating the leg, five or six hours had passed. When they finally wheeled the person into the intensive care unit, Xiao Gengwu was waiting for them at the door.
Seeing the person holding two glasses of water, Yao Tongjia quickly took them and handed them to her master, saying, "Master, drink some water!"
Xiao Yan rarely saw her son being so considerate. Although it was thanks to Yao Tongjia, she was still somewhat flattered: "Did the sun rise in the west today?"
"What does the sun have to do with me? I only prepared it for you because I was afraid Tongtong would feel embarrassed to eat alone!"
Xiao Yan: "......." Is it too late to throw away a son like this now?
Yao Tongjia patted Xiao Gengwu on the shoulder: "Master, Brother Xiao was just joking with you. Look, he even prepared food!"
Xiao Yan finished her water in one gulp, handed the cup to Xiao Gengwu, and gently patted Yao Tongjia: "I won't get angry with him. Getting angry will cause wrinkles, and I won't make things difficult for myself!"
"Come on, come with me and let's explain the situation. I'll be in the hospital for a long time this time, and I don't know if I'll have the money to pay!"
Sure enough, when Xiao Yan said that they had to stay in the intensive care unit for at least three days, and that it would cost 50 yuan a day, everyone was stunned. They had only managed to scrape together 100 yuan this time.
You can only stay for two days, and there will be additional costs.
Immediately, Uncle Xue's wife burst into tears: "We won't treat him anymore, take him back home. If he gets better, it's his blessing; if he doesn't, it's his fate."
Yao Tongjia was shocked: "We went through so much to save him, why isn't he staying?"
The village chief sighed, "We have no money. This 100 yuan was borrowed from everyone in the village. We simply can't afford to stay here!"
Looking at the group of people covered in dust, Yao Tongjia thought for a moment and pulled her master aside to discuss: "Village chief, how about this, I'll have my master talk to the hospital and ask him to act as your guarantor. The money can be owed for now."
"Is this possible?" The village chief's eyes showed expectation. Who would want their loved ones to die if they could live?
Xiao Yan nodded: "Okay, I'll go find Dean Zhou now. You all wait here!"
After Xiao Yan left, Aunt Xue's joy lasted only a few minutes: "How can we repay so much money? We can't even save a dozen yuan a year. When will we ever be able to pay it back?"
"With the next few children about to get married and have children, what will we do in the future?"
Suddenly, sorrow filled Aunt Xue's face. Yao Tongjia thought of the medicinal herbs she had planted in her space; it was time to justify their existence.
Yao Tongjia pulled the village chief aside: "Village chief, I need a large quantity of medicinal herbs every year. Can you help with the treatment? If we can cultivate them, the village can have more income!"
"Planting? Our fields are full of grain, and we're still starving. How dare we plant anything else?"
"It doesn't take up farmland; it can be planted on the mountain."
When Yao Tongjia went to collect herbs before, she felt that the climate and soil on the mountain were very suitable for growing medicinal herbs, otherwise how could there be so many medicinal herbs on the mountain!
"Can it really be grown on the mountain?" The village chief's eyes lit up. Of course, he hoped that the villagers could have more income, like this if Xiao Yan hadn't been there.
They could only take the patient back to die; it's so tragic!
"Sure, I found out when I went to collect herbs that the mountains are perfect for growing them. I can provide you with seeds, and you can just give me the herbs after you plant them!"
"Is this alright?" The village chief hesitated. There was no problem with them planting the crops, but it would be inappropriate to sell them to Yao Tongjia privately.
“Okay, here’s the deal. We’ll make the purchase in the hospital’s name, and you can sell us the medicinal herbs you grow. I’ll pay for the medical expenses on credit.”
"Direct acquisition by the hospital? That's great! That's possible! Tong, when do we start?"
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