Jiang Wan and Fuling looked at each other, not expecting such a turn.
"Don't worry, I will try my best to bring you back to your family."
Jiang Wan asked Fuling to prepare, and she also checked all the medicines she needed.
Then he put hemp powder on the handkerchief and said, "Ms. Cai, have a good sleep."
She gently covered Aunt Cai's mouth and nose with the house, and Aunt Cai fainted.
Regardless of the risk of being discovered by Poria, Jiang Wan took out a needle and gave Aunt Cai an anesthetic.
"Craniotomy is a big deal. If she wakes up midway, the consequences will be disastrous, so I injected another anesthetic."
While explaining to Fuling, Jiang Wan picked up the scalpel and stared at Fuling seriously.
"Fu Ling, are you ready?"
"Uncle Junior, I'm ready!"
Fu Ling tried to stabilize her emotions and silently recited the names of the various knives at hand.
The operation officially begins!
In the hospital, Dr. Zhong excused himself to go to the latrine, and he saw the prince and others waiting at the door of the room.
The man who brought his wife yesterday was pacing nervously. His wife was not around, but she wanted to be in the house.
He returned to continue the consultation until he saw Duan Tianming going to the latrine, and he quickly got up and chased after him.
Perhaps because he was nervous, Duan Tianming had already gone to the hut several times, and as soon as he came out, he met the doctor who asked him to prepare for his funeral yesterday.
"Where's your wife?"
Dr. Zhong grabbed Duan Tianming's hand excitedly, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
Duan Tianming frowned, "Doctor, what do you want from my wife?"
"Did the prince find someone to treat your wife?"
Dr. Zhong was reluctant and asked Duan Tianming to take a step back, "Sorry, it is inconvenient to disclose this matter."
"Believe me, your wife's brain has been damaged and she won't survive for a few days."
Dr. Zhong touched his beard, obviously a little confident. Duan Tianming was so excited that he immediately said:
"That's because you don't have any medical skills. The princess said my wife can cure you!"
"The one who treats your wife is a princess?"
After successfully making up the words, Dr. Zhong was surprised that the princess looked so young and had medical skills.
He suddenly remembered that Princess Yongle seemed to have treated the late emperor. Could it be that she really had something to do?
Doctor Zhong was a little excited when he thought about it. He grabbed Duan Tianming's hand and asked, "Has she said how to treat it?"
"Are you trying to trick me?" Duan Tianming was a little angry, turned around and left in anger.
Doctor Zhong quickly grabbed him, "Don't leave yet, I'm doing it for your own good.
Think about it, the princess is so young, if your wife has anything to do, I can help her with advice. "
"Didn't you say that my wife will definitely die?" Duan Tianming was speechless. Why was this old man speaking so confusedly?
"The theory is true."
Doctor Zhong's eyes were serious, "It's true that you can kill yourself if you use a better one, just forget it if you don't tell me.
I'm just curious. If anything happens, I have to use the medicine from this medical center, right? "
"Then have you ever heard of craniotomy?"
Duan Tianming swallowed his saliva, maybe because he was too worried and wanted to find someone to share with, so he told Dr. Zhong.
When Dr. Zhong heard this, his eyes widened in shock, as if he could fit an egg into his mouth.
"God, are you trying to fool me?"
"Look, you still don't believe me when I tell you."
Duan Tianming was speechless. He would have known better not to tell this old man. This old man obviously didn't have the ability.
"Is it really a craniotomy?"
Dr. Zhong was shocked. That was an almost impossible method mentioned in medical books.
Throughout the ages, how many people have tried and failed, but the princess is so courageous.
But I have to say that Doctor Zhong had more curiosity in his eyes.
Next, he did not go to the doctor and quietly followed Duan Tianming back to the door of the house.
Song Jiuyuan and Cheng Jin thought that Dr. Zhong and Duan Tianming knew each other, so they did not stop them.
An hour passed, and there was still no movement in the room. Duan Tianming squatted on the ground anxiously.
Even Cheng Jin, who had always believed in Jiang Wan, was a little embarrassed.
"Song Jiuyuan, won't..."
"Shut up!"
Song Jiuyuan glanced at him sideways, "You have to believe Wanwan, Wanwan has never let us down."
"But this is extraordinary."
Cheng Jin murmured, fearing that something might happen to Poria, and was obviously very anxious.
"Then look at what Wanwan has done in the past, which one is not extraordinary?"
Song Jiuyuan was so confident in Jiang Wan that he sat on the chair calmly and even had the mood to doze off with his eyes closed.
"Old Zhong, why did you come here? The medicine boy is looking for you!"
At this time, the shopkeeper realized that Dr. Zhong was not looking for him and came over, so he forced him away.
Dr. Zhong said willfully: "Aren't there other doctors in the medical clinic? Let them watch first."
He was really curious about whether this princess could create miracles.
"You're crazy!"
The shopkeeper lowered his voice and said to Dr. Zhong: "You think your head has been on your head for too long, right?"
"Why are you so vulgar?"
Dr. Zhong was a little irritated, "Do you know what it means if this patient survives?
It means that this method is feasible and may save more patients in the future. "
How many times had he watched such patients helpless, and finally watched them leave with heartache.
The shopkeeper had no choice but to leave in the end and arrange for other doctors to treat Dr. Zhong.
After another half an hour, Duan Tianming's legs felt numb from squatting, and he stared at the door with longing eyes.
He murmured, "It will be okay, it will be okay."
Because the patient inside was his wife, everyone understood his feelings, but no one blamed him.
Only Dr. Zhong stood behind Duan Tianming and whispered: "Stop mumbling.
I didn't coax you before, you still have to make preparations for the funeral.
This craniotomy is no joke. Since ancient times, few people have survived after having their skulls opened. "
"I believe my wife can!"
Duan Tianming's tone was firm, and Dr. Zhong was quite helpless, "If this is really possible, I can just kneel down and call Princess Master."
"That's not possible. I don't have such an old apprentice."
Jiang Wan opened the door and walked out. She looked a little tired. Mu Xiang rushed forward to support Jiang Wan.
"Master, my apprentice will rub your shoulders for you."
"Princess, how is my wife?"
Duan Tianming didn't dare to look into the room. At this time, Fuling came out and she answered for Jiang Wan.
"Don't worry, your wife is fine. The anesthetic has not worn off yet and she will wake up later."
"Really...really saved?"
Dr. Zhong stayed there in a daze, and subconsciously ran towards the house, but was stopped by Fu Ling.
"what are you doing?"
"I...can I go in and see the patient?"
With such excitement, those who didn't know it thought Dr. Zhong was Aunt Cai's family member.
"Princess, I want to see my wife."
Duan Tianming also spoke weakly and looked into the room eagerly.
