Unlike Jiang Yanqing's surprise, Fang Mingxiao, who had seen many cases since childhood, was very calm. He put the schoolbag he brought aside and sat on the edge of the kang.
Fang Mingxiao reached out and checked the wound on Qi Jiaming's leg. The slightly turned flesh was stuck to the gauze. When it was pulled apart, the sound of flesh being pulled could be heard. It was a sharp pain, but Qi Jiaming just frowned, clenched his fists tightly, and didn't even make a sound.
Jiang Yanqing stood next to Aunt Lin, allowing her to lean on him and soothing her uneasy mood.
After checking the wound, Fang Mingxiao felt relieved and looked up at Qi Jiaming, "Let me take your pulse again."
Qi Jiaming stretched out his hand and placed it on his thigh. Fang Mingxiao stretched out two fingers and placed them on Qi Jiaming's wrist. The room was quiet, no one spoke, only the clear sound of each other's breathing.
In less than two minutes, Fang Mingxiao withdrew his hand, stood up, and said, "Brother Jiaming's injury is indeed quite serious. He has damaged the nerves in his leg and has also become infected and inflamed."
Hearing Fang Mingxiao say this, Aunt Lin covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud. Qi Jiaming clenched his fists, which had been slightly loose, tightly again, suppressing his despair.
However, Fang Mingxiao continued, "But I can be cured. Although I can't return to the army, I can live a normal life like an ordinary person."
The situation took a turn for the better. Aunt Lin reached out and took Fang Mingxiao's hand. With tears in her eyes and overwhelming excitement, she confirmed, "Mingxiao, are you serious? Can your brother Ming's leg be saved?"
Fang Mingxiao nodded, "Aunt Lin, I'm sure. Yan Qing asked me to come here specifically, so I definitely won't lie."
Aunt Lin couldn't help it after all. She took her son's hand and began to cry while suppressing her tears. In the end, her crying became louder and louder, as if she wanted to release all the forbearance she had endured for a period of time.
Qi Jiaming, a grown man, also had tears in his eyes as he patted his mother's back soothingly.
He made up his mind that even if he could not return to the army he loved, he would live a good life in the future, treat his family well, and thank Fang Mingxiao and Jiang Yanqing for their wholehearted efforts for him.
The next things were much easier. Qi Jiaming promised to cooperate with the treatment and not be afraid no matter how difficult or painful it was.
Aunt Lin thanked Fang Mingxiao profusely. After calming down, Fang Mingxiao followed Jiang Yanqing back to her home to prepare medicine.
The herbs they collected in the mountains came in handy. In addition, Qi Jiaming's leg had damaged the nerves, which was the biggest problem. Even surgery might not be enough to recover.
So Fang Mingxiao had to give him acupuncture on his legs. When Fang Mingxiao took out a pair of exquisite silver needles from the interlayer of the wooden box where he kept his books, Jiang Yanqing realized that she still knew too little about his medical skills.
Jiang Yanqing could not help much during the rest of the treatment process. When Fang Mingxiao needed water to prepare the medicine, she just secretly added some space well water to the water.
Fang Mingxiao just felt that the medicine he prepared today seemed to have a particularly strong taste. He was a little confused, but there was nothing wrong, so he didn't take it to heart for the time being.
In the afternoon, Fang Mingxiao went to Qi's house with alcohol, silver needles, and prepared medicine, while Jiang Yanqing stayed at home to draw the draft.
During the Dragon Boat Festival, when Jiang Yanqing went to Ahua's tailor shop, the two had a brief chat about their intention to cooperate. Now that the exams are over, Jiang Yanqing naturally has to show his skills.
After the two of them agreed on the terms of cooperation and finished the clothes, it was just the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, so they could sell fashionable autumn clothes.
Jiang Yanqing has a full set of drawing tools in his study, and with the experience accumulated in his previous life, he can draw with ease.
In less than half an hour, a Christmas red autumn long dress appeared on the paper. It had a cross-folded neckline on the chest, which was exquisite and simple, with slightly raised shoulders, long sleeves, a waist that was gathered to lengthen the figure, and a petal-shaped hem that flared out to enhance the visual effect.
Jiang Yanqing looked at her work with satisfaction, and then continued to draw two sets of skirts, two autumn jackets, and a pair of women's straight jeans.
Bell-bottom jeans had become popular in the market in the early 1980s, but not many people wore them here. However, the trend was here, and Jiang Yanqing could also combine her own experience to make some expansions.
Two hours passed unknowingly. Jiang Yanqing shook his hands that were sore from painting, and suddenly felt a strong gaze falling on his head. He raised his head and looked over warily.
When he saw it was Fang Mingxiao, he breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappily, "Why didn't you make any noise after coming back? You scared me."
Fang Mingxiao touched his nose with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. "I'm sorry, I just came back a while ago. I saw you were so engrossed in your painting, so I didn't say anything because I was worried about disturbing you."
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