In his youth

Luo Jin had been with him for more than a month, and suddenly they had to say goodbye. She was a little reluctant. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is your wound healed?"

"It's fine." Shui Yingchen nodded. "After the poison was removed, it healed quickly and won't crack again."

He took out a token from his arms and handed it to Luo Jin. "Seeing this token is like my presence. If you encounter any trouble... come to Jiyuan to find me."

He glanced at the cat in Situ An's arms. "If you come to Jiyuan, bring my cat to me."

It was already evening. Luo Jin took the token and saw that it was golden and heavy in her hand, as if it was made of gold. She put away the token and looked up at him.

Shui Yingchen was already very tall, and the setting sun lengthened his shadow, casting a shadow over Luo Jin. She could only see his dark grey eyes, which were a little more lively than when they first met.

Luo Jin suddenly stretched out her arms and hugged Shui Yingchen's waist. His shoulders were broad, but his waist was very thin. Through the thick clothes, she could feel his body tense up for a moment.

When Shui Yingchen was in a daze, she whispered, "Next time we meet, if you have recovered your memory... can you not hit me?"

Shui Yingchen: "..."

He smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and patted Luo Jin's back, and whispered, "Okay."

After a pause, he said, "I will never hurt you in this life."

"You keep your word!"

"Your words are real!"

Shui Yingchen jumped on the horse and nodded slightly to Luo Jin, "Let's go! I'll watch you enter the country."

Luo Jin looked back at him and finally turned around and got on the carriage.

Then the driver whipped the carriage and drove towards the border guards.

[It seems... I like him a little bit. ]

[The emperor really gives people a sense of security. When I leave him, I suddenly feel insecure. ]

[I just realized that he has a really good figure...]

[His waist is thinner than mine. I'm so jealous. 】

【This token must be very valuable, right? Such a big piece of gold! 】

Shui Yingchen: "..."

He looked at the carriage disappearing into the city, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and he turned around and left.

The carriages in Dongyuan were much more convenient. After another three days of travel, the carriage finally arrived in Weicheng.

Jie Gui had already settled the dwarf slaves and invited many doctors to treat them. However, the medical skills of these doctors were limited. Some of the dwarf slaves who were dying could only be delayed with medicine and could not be cured. As soon as

Situ An came out, all the doctors immediately surrounded him.

"It's really the Divine Doctor Situ! He was actually invited to come out of retirement!"

"I've wanted to visit the Divine Doctor Situ for a long time, but I never had the chance. If I can get some advice from the Divine Doctor, it would be a great honor!"

"Divine Doctor, take a look at this little girl, she's almost out of breath!"

Situ An walked through the crowd and walked in front of Xiaolian.

Xiaolian had been in a coma for a month, and the doctors could only use some drugs to keep her alive, but her face was pale and her breathing was very weak. She was already dying.

Situ An squatted down and felt Xiaolian's pulse.

Then he said in a deep voice: "We need to open her head and take out the dirty stuff in her brain."

The doctors were immediately shocked.

"Open the head? Are you kidding?"

"How is that possible? The person will die like this!"

"Are you trying to save the girl? The girl is not going to live anyway."

Situ An turned around and glared at the doctor who said "try to save the girl", and said in a cold voice: "Since I am treating her, I will definitely cure her. If I can't, I won't do it. Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it!"

Luo Jin was terrified when he heard this, and stepped forward and said: "Don't worry, everyone. People will not die if their skulls are opened. There have been successful precedents in the past. It's not impossible."

Several doctors looked at each other.

"Really? Has anyone succeeded?"

"Unheard of!"

"Not even a doctor of mine has heard of it, how could you, an outsider, have heard of it?"

Luo Jin swore, "I really have heard of it, I swear!"

Of course she had heard of it, her father was a surgeon, and one of her colleagues was a brain surgeon, and performing craniotomy to remove tumors was just a daily routine.

But in the context of ancient times, it sounded a little unbelievable. Situ An, an ancient man, actually knew how to perform craniotomy, he really had real skills.

Situ An turned his head with a cold face and said to Luo Jin, "Come and help!"

Luo Jin hurriedly followed, "What tools and herbs do you need? I'll prepare them now!"

"No, I have them with me." Situ An said, "Find a quiet room and help me pass the tools. Get some liquor and hot water and put them in a clean basin."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to prepare them now!"

Soon, the liquor and hot water were ready and placed on the table. Luo Jin also asked someone to keep boiling water ready for use at any time.

The room was also ready, with a large table inside, covered with clean oil paper, used as an operating table. Luo Jin walked into the room and asked, "Do you need a blood transfusion? I have type O blood."

Situ An was stunned, "What is type O blood?"

"It's... it's..." Luo Jin thought for a while, "Forget it, this body is not necessarily type O, it's hard to tell."

Situ An said, "Sometimes when a patient is bleeding heavily, they can indeed use other people's blood to replenish it. But this method is not easy to use, and people often die. Basically no one will use it."

Luo Jin thought that if people with different blood types were randomly transfused, of course people would die.

She said, "I heard a doctor say that putting the blood of two people in a closed space to see if the blood would coagulate. If it coagulates, then blood transfusion cannot be performed. If it does not coagulate, then blood transfusion is fine."

She read this in a novel, and she didn't know if it was really useful.

Situ An's eyes lit up. "Which doctor said that? It sounds reasonable and worth a try. But let's open Xiaolian's skull first. She won't bleed much, so there's no need for blood replenishment. Take off her clothes and wipe her body. There's a razor here, you have to shave all her hair off."

Luo Jin followed the instructions, wiped Xiaolian's body with warm water, and shaved off all her hair. Xiaolian was small, and looked pitiful without her hair.

Situ An disinfected the knife with liquor and cut towards Xiaolian's head.

Luo Jin turned her back. She was not mentally strong enough to watch the bloody operation. She thought that if her father was here, he would be very curious about how the ancient doctors performed craniotomy, and he would definitely watch it intently, right?

"Needle and thread!" Situ An ordered after a long time.

Luo Jin handed him the needle and thread, still not daring to look Xiaolian in the eye.

After a while, Situ An heaved a long sigh of relief.

"It's done!" His voice was tired, yet joyful.

Luo Jin turned around and looked at Xiaolian lying on the table.

She had bled a lot, and the blood slid down the oil paper to the ground. Her little face was still pale, but her chest could be clearly seen rising and falling.

She was still alive.

Luo Jin walked forward, helped Xiaolian wipe the blood off her body, wrapped her small body with a clean blanket, carefully carried her to the next room, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

When she walked out of the room, she saw a group of doctors outside the door, all gathered at the door, discussing something nervously.

Situ An was not idle, and went to see the next critically ill dwarf slave.

On the third day after the operation, Xiaolian finally opened her eyes.

She looked at Luo Jin weakly and called softly, "Sister Luo..."

Luo Jin smiled, "Well, are you hungry? I asked someone to prepare porridge."

Xiaolian touched her bald head, "Sister Luo, where is my hair?"

Luo Jin still smiled, "It will grow back, don't touch your head, the wound on it hasn't healed yet."

Xiaolian replied obediently, "Okay."

Luo Jin walked out of the room and deliberately shouted, "Where is the porridge? Xiaolian wants to drink porridge, bring it over!"

This voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The busy doctors gathered immediately.

"She woke up!"

"Really? She's alive?"

"Situ Divine Doctor is indeed a miracle doctor, so powerful!"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I must ask him how to open the skull, maybe it will be useful in the future."

"Amazing, no wonder he is a miracle doctor."

Situ An was checking the pulse of a dwarf slave, and he just tilted his head slightly when he heard it, and continued to work.

These days Situ An is researching a new drug that can make the dwarf slaves grow taller. Although they can't be like normal people, it's good to be able to reduce the difference.

Xiao Xiaoyu heard that it can make him taller, so he has been following Situ An diligently these days, helping to deliver things and run errands.

Situ An shook his head helplessly and said, "You are too old. You can only grow so high. It's useless to cling to me."

Although Xiao Xiaoyu is small, he is already in his twenties. He scratched his head and asked in a low voice, "Will my ability to reproduce be restored in the future?"

His face turned red. "Although I am short, I also want to find a wife."

Situ An laughed, "That's really possible. You just don't develop well, and you don't have any missing organs. You can still give it a try."

Xiao Xiaoyu's face turned even redder. "Then... there is Dr. Lao! And... and will it... affect..."

Situ An said, "It won't affect the child. You can give birth to a normal child. Don't worry."

"Uh..." Xiao Xiaoyu turned and ran away, "I'll go buy some snacks for... the miracle doctor."

It took more than a month for Situ An to diagnose and treat all the dwarf slaves who needed treatment, and wrote treatment plans for each one. He only slept three hours a day, and spent all his time on treatment, and he lost a lot of weight.

Luo Jin felt a little embarrassed, so he paid for a lot of supplements for him and ordered people to prepare delicious meals for him every day. But Situ An was too busy to eat, and the food had to be heated up several times before he could take a bite.

"Thank you so much, Doctor Situ. I didn't expect you to be a workaholic." Luo Jin handed over a wet towel, "Wipe your hands and eat. It's just out of the pot."

"Actually... I should thank you." Situ An took the wet towel, wiped his hands a few times, sat at the table beside him, and picked up the chopsticks.

Luo Jin blinked and sat next to him, "Actually, I'm very curious, why did you suddenly stop practicing medicine? Did something happen? For example... doctor-patient conflict or something?"