Peeling back the inner layer, Yun Miao found the root of the disease wasn't too deep, and her incision was cleverly placed so as not to widen the incision. Seeing the soft tissue inside, indeed, clung together, and the area thick with fluid, she slowly proceeded to cut and peel it away.
As she suspected, the adhesion and inflammation of the soft tissues caused the pain of the bone sutures not healing. So now she needed to separate the adhesions of the soft tissues in Mulansheng's leg and fix the bones in the correct joints, so as to achieve a true cure.
Fine beads of sweat slid from Yun Miao's forehead into her eyes, but Yun Miao did not dare to be distracted at all.
Speed up and take care of all the details.
Use hemp thread or pounded mulberry white as thread, and apply steatite powder on the thread.
This is what mortals use to sew wounds.
Fortunately, Yun Miao was well prepared, so the process went smoothly.
It was already nightfall when she finished the surgery on Mulansheng's legs.
Yun Miao leaned against the bed exhausted and rested for ten minutes before washing her hands. She then wiped the rest of the blood stains on Mulansheng's legs with warm water.
The medicine boy, who had distributed medicinal herbs for the day, returned to his residence tired and just happened to see Yun Miao opening the door and walking out.
He was shocked to see Yun Miao, not only covered in blood but also carrying a basin of red blood, walking out. He kept glancing towards the room behind her, then backed away in fear, saying, "Why...why is there so much blood? You...you didn't kill your master, did you?"
Yun Miao was too tired to talk. After pouring out the blood, she looked at the medicine boy with her dark eyes and said, "Is there anything to eat? I'll give you some silver, and you can bring some food for me."
"You...you killed someone and still want to eat!" The medicine boy looked at Yun Miao warily, as if he was ready to run away.
Yun Miao looked at him speechlessly: "No matter how stupid I am, I would never kill someone in a clinic. You are so scared of seeing blood when you treat patients. What's the point of studying medicine?"
Being ridiculed, the medicine boy straightened his chest and said, "I'm not afraid. Give me the silver and I'll buy you something to eat."
Then, while Yun Miao was taking money out of her arms, the guy ran to the room behind her.
"He's still breathing, still alive." The relieved voice of the medicine boy could be heard from inside the room.
He checked Mulansheng's breath and found that she was asleep.
Fortunately, Yun Miao had bandaged Mulansheng's wound, so even though there were a lot of bloodstains on the bed, it didn't look that scary.
"Now you should believe it! My young master just fell asleep because he was exhausted. The blood was just from the leg wound he suffered when the bandits chopped him, and it was from the cleaning and dressing change just now." Yun Miao explained while standing at the door.
The medicine boy scratched his head embarrassedly: "Hehe, I wronged you, I will go to the street to buy you some food."
As he said that, he took the change from Yun Miao's hand and ran away quickly.
Yun Miao went to the kitchen again and met the old doctor, and discussed staying overnight with him.
The old doctor naturally agreed, but he looked at her with a strange look.
Without thinking too much, Yun Miao borrowed some millet and made some porridge for Mulansheng, waiting for him to recover some strength when he woke up.
In the room.
The pain from his knee suddenly penetrated Mulansheng's consciousness. His handsome brows furrowed slightly, then he opened his eyes, and all his senses became clear again.
"Awake?"
In the dim night, Yun Miao slowly walked in from the darkness, holding the freshly cooked porridge in her hand: "It's just right, you can get up and eat something."
Mu Lansheng was about to speak when Yun Miao knew what he was going to ask and soothed him, "Your surgery was very successful. After about three months of recuperation, you'll be back to normal. But you must rest well during these three months, and avoid any large movements in the early stages. I've already fixed your leg with a splint, so it'll be difficult for you to move now."
No matter how much they quarrel with each other, when facing a patient who has just finished surgery, Yun Miao still respects medical ethics and is responsible for giving the patient careful instructions.
The residual effect of the anesthetic had not yet dissipated, and Mulansheng, lying on the bed, felt his mind was not very clear.
Yun Miao slowly and carefully helped Mulansheng up.
Mulansheng leaned against the bed, his eyes fixed on his legs.
The thick gauze was tightly wrapped around four bamboo boards, each holding his knees on both sides. The knees of his legs looked like two big white buns, which was a bit exaggerated.
Mulansheng pursed his lips and thought deeply.
Yun Miao noticed that Mu Lansheng's eyebrows trembled slightly, and following his gaze, she knew what he was thinking.
"Don't worry, the bamboo board can be removed in about half a month." Yun Miao explained kindly.
Half a month...
But he has endured the pain for more than a year, so what is half a month?
Mulansheng had already prepared for the worst. Perhaps the surgery wouldn't be as miraculous as Yunmiao had promised. But watching Yunmiao toiling away for him, he suddenly felt less concerned about the outcome.
She should have tried her best, even if her leg injury didn't heal, it was destined to happen.
"But in the early stages you need to change the dressing on your wound every day. This is medicine that ordinary taiyu would prescribe, so don't worry." Yun Miao said again.
When Mulansheng heard Yun Miao's words, he frowned: "You performed this operation, how dare I ask another Taifu?"
What does this woman mean? Is she leaving?
"I still have a lot of important things to do! Your leg will be fine after the surgery. As long as you rest well, recovery will be a matter of time. But don't worry, I will stay with you until your people come to pick you up." Yun Miao thought Mu Lansheng was worried about his leg.
For some reason, he felt a strange irritation in his heart. However, his expression remained calm. "You didn't make my legs worse and you're trying to run away, did you?"
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