The third prince Xuan Tianye suddenly had an urge to commit suicide. In the past six months, he had wanted to die more than once, but never as strongly as this time.
Unfortunately, Xuan Tianming saw all of this impulse. He squinted his face under the mask and said to the person on the couch, "As a real man, you don't die on the battlefield, nor do you serve your country faithfully. You can be pissed off to death by a little girl while lying on the bed. Third brother, aren't you ashamed?"
Xuan Tianye closed his eyes, not wanting to see these two people anymore. He adjusted his emotions and then shouted angrily: "Get out! Get out!"
No one listened to him.
Feng Yuheng turned and walked towards Huang Quan, taking the medicine box she was holding. Then, Ghost Doctor Song Kang watched her take out a set of infusion equipment from it.
Song Kang was confused. What was this? Except for the thing on the edge that he could identify as a needle, he couldn't recognize any of the other things. He even analyzed the materials of the transparent objects for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.
Xuan Tianming, however, already had a certain degree of understanding of this thing, and took the initiative to explain it to Song Kang: "This is called infusion, don't you understand? Do you see the water inside? Do you see what's in this syringe? The water is saline, and the syringe is medicine. Mix them together, and then insert the small needle into the back of the hand, and the medicine can be directly delivered to the human body."
He made a very clear point, but Feng Yuheng still corrected him - "That's not called piercing the back of the hand, it's the vein."
Xuan Tianming waved his hand generously: "Anyway, that's how it is. He doesn't understand anything you say."
Song Kang didn't quite understand, but he stared at Feng Yuheng's movements and figured out something: "It pierced the blood." This was his understanding.
Feng Yuheng didn't say much. As soon as the intravenous drip started, Xuan Tianye fell into a deep sleep, which made Song Kang's eyes widen.
Afterwards, Feng Yuxing washed his hands with disinfectant in front of him, put on a white coat, soaked the knife for disinfection, and then pulled up a curtain in front of Xuan Tianye's bed.
This was her first time to perform surgery outside of space after coming to the Dashun Dynasty. Fortunately, it was not a craniotomy, but a simple orthopedic surgery. With more attention, bacterial infection can still be avoided. After all, she has a wealth of experience in battlefield medical treatment. In her previous life, in the smoke-filled battlefields of the Middle East, she and her companions rescued the wounded with intestines all over the ground and legs blown off. Didn't she drag the person to a slightly safer place and perform surgery on the spot? The conditions now are much better than they were then.
What's more, Na Songkang was only focused on her treatment process, and didn't pay any attention to how she took out one strange tool after another, nor did he care at all. Xuan Tianming took the initiative to take on the task of wiping sweat until it was completely dark. Feng Yuheng finally completed the last stitch and declared the operation a success.
Song Kang knelt down to her directly. He had to kneel down. His knees were completely impressed by Feng Yuheng's medical skills. For example, the last stitch was something he had never seen before. Song Kang felt that this Ji'an County Lady was definitely the best doctor in the world. If he missed her today, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
He knelt before Feng Yuheng more than once or twice during the whole day, but Feng Yuheng didn't bother to pay attention to her. Even when she was treating Xuan Tianye's bone injury, she didn't say a single extra word. Now that the operation was completed, she only said to Xuan Tianming: "After the bones of his waist, spine, and cervical vertebrae were connected, he can sit up, but his elbow and finger joints are not my business. The same goes for his legs." She said, glancing at Song Kang, "This quack doctor treated him like that, and it's not a waste of the wheelchair we sent him."
That night, they came out of Prince Xiang's mansion, and the ghost doctor Song Kang followed behind like a possessed man. Duanmu Qing was only concerned with seeing to Xuan Tianye's injuries, and didn't bother to take care of him. It wasn't until Xuan Tianming took Feng Yuheng's hand and got on the imperial carriage, and until the carriage had already started to go to the county lord's mansion, that Wang Chuan lifted the curtain and looked out, then told them: "That man is still following behind, he fell a few times, and he is in a very embarrassing state."
Xuan Tianming was a little puzzled and asked Feng Yuheng: "I thought you would be tired of people like that, and I wanted to help you whip him to death. But later I saw that you seemed to want to keep him, what exactly does that mean?"
Feng Yuheng sighed softly and said helplessly, "I am indeed tired of that kind of people. They kill others for their own selfish desires and take bones and instruments. It is simply the most vicious thing in the world. But..." She looked up at him, "Xuan Tianming, there are not many people in the world who can understand and accept this set of ideas. Although he has only mastered the rudiments of a surgical operation, I have observed that his technique is still very neat and his understanding of medical skills is also very strong. My master passed on such advanced medical skills to me so that I can save the world and save people, but think about it, with my own hands, how many people can I save? With my energy, how can I have time to train helpers? And there are still many people we will face in the future who need this kind of medical means to help. Sooner or later, I will go to the battlefield again. I am not only a steelmaker, not only the commander of the Shenji Camp, but also a doctor. This is my job. I can't watch the soldiers who can still be saved die one by one because I am too busy, so, if possible, I must train helpers for myself."
Xuan Tianming understood, but he was a little worried. "You chose Song Kang because he doesn't need to be trained again. Yes, he can get into the role the fastest and accept your medical teachings. But Heng Heng, are you sure you can control a person like that?"
Feng Yuheng's eyes revealed a trace of depth and determination. She said, "It's not about grasping, but relying on my ability. Song Kang is obsessed with medicine. As long as he doesn't change his original intention, I have the ability to learn it even if I don't eat or sleep for a lifetime."
What else could Xuan Tianming say? He gently lifted the curtain and said to Bai Ze who was driving the carriage outside: "Tell the secret guards to take the person back to Prince Yu's Palace." Then he said to Feng Yuheng: "I will help you keep an eye on this person first. When you need him, just send someone to the palace to pick him up."
She burst out laughing. Send someone to pick it up? Pick it up?
Feng Yuheng leaned on Xuan Tianming, closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was full of thoughts.
Ghost Doctor Song Kang, she gave him a chance. If he was a promising talent, she would give him the most enjoyable medical life in the future. But if he didn't change his bad behavior and the gloomy aura left by killing too many people didn't go away, then she would personally send him to the gates of hell and not keep him there for a moment longer.
This was a good night's sleep, except for the fact that Xuan Tianming was unwilling to leave and stayed in the County Lord's Mansion for most of the night...
The next day, Feng Yuheng felt that she had been back for so long and had not really met the Feng family, which was not a good thing. So after breakfast, she took Wang Chuan to Shuya Garden to pay her respects to the old lady.
When she arrived, all the women of the Feng family had gathered here. The old lady was telling Han: "I have told you so many times that you will give birth in more than three months. Now you are in a heavy body and the weather is hot, so you don't have to come here every day to pay your respects."
Han stroked her round belly, her face smiling like a flower, and said in a tender voice: "I am not tired, I am paying my respects to the old lady and showing my filial piety, this is what I should do."
"I didn't say you were tired." The old lady didn't like Han, and especially didn't like her coquettish smile, which she always thought was a foxy smile, full of the flavor of a romantic alley. "I'm afraid of tiring my grandson."
Han's face immediately darkened, and she looked at Fendai with grievance, and Fendai wanted to argue with the old lady. But at this moment, the Chengdi sisters suddenly stood up, looking out the hall door, and smiled.
People reacted and looked over there, only to find that it was Feng Yuheng, who was wearing a light-colored long skirt, walking in with her maid.
The old lady was a little stunned. She didn't expect Feng Yuheng to come. Especially after she heard Feng Jinyuan say that day that this family had been taken in by Feng Yuheng, she felt that this granddaughter would no longer take her, the old lady, seriously. But now she came, with a smile on her face, stood in front of her, leaned forward, and said, "Granddaughter greets grandma. I haven't seen you for a few months. How is grandma?"
The old lady was stunned and couldn't respond for a moment.
But Cheng Junmei reminded her: "Mother, the county lady is talking to you."
The old lady came to her senses and said quickly, "Okay, okay, I'm fine."
Feng Yuheng didn't pay attention to her unnatural look, and just said lightly: "That's fine." Then he walked to the empty seat for the eldest daughter and sat down.
For a moment, the hall was somewhat awkward. Not everyone was awkward, though. Xiang Rong sat not far from her, with only a small space between them. She tilted her head to look at Feng Yuheng, her eyes full of joy.
Feng Yuheng also smiled at her, and then took the initiative to speak: "Originally, I heard that the third sister was sent to the nunnery. I was thinking of taking time to visit the nunnery after showing the steel knife to my father."
Hearing her say this, Xiangrong was a little excited, her little face flushed, and An nodded to her gratefully. However, Han and Fendai rolled their eyes in displeasure.
The old lady actually knew that the case of the murder of Han was not handled clearly, and Xiangrong was probably a scapegoat, but later the Feng family did not want to go into it, so they put the matter on her. Originally, the idea was to stop Feng Yuheng from being close to An's mother and daughter, but unexpectedly, Feng Yuheng still had some friendship with Xiangrong.
She was afraid that Feng Yuheng would settle this with the Feng family, so she quickly changed the subject: "Ah Heng, I went to the Prince Xiang's mansion yesterday. Did your elder sister's engagement letter arrive?"
Feng Yuheng nodded, "They delivered it. Not only that, they also treated the Third Prince's injuries so that he wouldn't be unable to get out of bed on the wedding day."
Feng Chenyu was startled and asked, "Why are you the one who treated him? Didn't Duanmu Qing bring the ghost doctor Song Kang?"
Feng Yuheng smiled and asked her, "Big sister, do you think my medical skills are not as good as Song Kang's?"
Cheng Junman took over the conversation: "Even the Emperor's uncle said that the county lady's medical skills are the best in the world. How could she be worse than a traveling doctor from the northern border?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she mentioned the emperor. What else could Feng Chenyu dare to say? She was unwilling to say it, and she swallowed the rest of her words back into her stomach.
Then, Feng Yuheng said to Cheng Junman, "Ah Heng came here today. In addition to paying respects to Grandmother, he also wanted to discuss the issue of Big Sister's dowry with Mother."
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