"Shopkeeper, give my little apprentice a small room alone. Move all the things out, leaving only a wooden bed."
Gong Jingsong followed Ye Yun's instructions and told the shopkeeper of Jing Rentang.
Shopkeeper Jing Rentang asked the medicine boys to follow the instructions one by one, "If you have anything else, little doctor Ye, just ask."
Ye Yun was not polite and asked the medicine boy to help clean the house and prepare cloth, daggers, candles and other things.
She first asked the master to wet the cloth with alcohol and wipe it all over the hut, including the windows and boards on the floor and the utensils that would be used later.
Time was tight and I didn't have time to fiddle with rubber gloves, so I could only wrap my head with a sterilized cloth strip and pour alcohol on my whole body to disinfect.
Fortunately, last night's distillation was successful, and a lot of alcohol was produced, which was enough for them to do this.
After it was done, considering that the woman was concerned about the difference between men and women, she asked the master to go out and wait.
The woman came over early before noon.
The door of the room was closed, and Ye Yun stood inside and asked her: "I will use a dagger to remove the pus from the carbuncle for you later. It will be excruciatingly painful. Are you sure you are ready to do it?"
"Little doctor, I can only believe you."
After a moment of silence, the woman outside said firmly and opened the door.
Ye Yun removed the alcohol used during and after the operation and taught her to disinfect herself before letting her lie on the wooden bed, biting the cloth strip to prevent her from biting her tongue.
Gong Jingsong and others were waiting outside. Half an hour passed, and the woman's howl of pain inside slowly quieted down.
He was so anxious that he ran around in circles, and Ye Niang and the others held each other's hands, very worried.
Qin Xian, who was sitting next to him, had an expressionless face. He seemed to be drinking tea calmly, but in fact he held the teacup without moving for a long time.
"Doctor Ye is still in there to deal with it?"
Gong Jingsong and others looked at the person who came, it was Lan Yuxiang, and the person asking the question was a middle-aged man with high cheekbones and soft eyes next to him.
"A certain surname is Wang. He is the imperial physician assigned by the emperor to patrol the censorship. Last night I heard that Dr. Ye Xiao was going to save a terminally ill woman today, so I wanted to come and take a look."
He was Dr. Wang who was in the carriage yesterday, and several people were surprised by his gentle attitude.
"Sir, Xiaoyun has indeed not come out yet," Gong Jingsong replied after saluting.
Doctor Wang nodded, and the two stood beside them waiting for the results.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
A woman's heart-rending scream suddenly came from inside the room, as if she was being tortured, and it made people's hearts tighten.
"If you want to die, don't move."
Ye Yun shouted sharply, and Gong Jingsong and others looked at each other, eager to know what was going on inside.
After half a cup of tea, Ye Yun opened the door and was immediately blocked by them.
"Doctor Ye, have you succeeded? Is she unconscious?"
"How is Xiaoyun?"
"Are you tired? Come and have some tea."
Ye Yun smiled at his mother and the others, took the herbal tea and drank it. Only when he sat on the chair did he feel that his forehead was wet with sweat and his hands and feet were weak.
Even though she was rich in experience, she was still worried in the extremely primitive environment of ancient times, fearing that it would cost her life.
Several people in front of him looked at him eagerly, and Ye Yun laughed dumbly.
"It's been dealt with. If she lives in Jingrentang like I said, she should be able to survive."
"That's great, our Xiaoyun is amazing!"
Ye Niang and the other three were overjoyed. Gong Jingsong put his hands on his hips and hummed: "That's right, we don't even know whose apprentice she is!"
Although he is only a halfway master, he is also a serious master.
"Humph, that's right, don't look at whose apprentice or daughter I am!" Ye Yun also imitated his master, straightened his upper body and pouted proudly.
Gong Jing and Songye Niang were not ashamed to be ashamed of her, and Lan Yuxiang was also teased and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Qin Xian in the corner caught a glimpse of his expression change, a dark color flashed across his eyes, and he continued to look back at Ye Yun quietly.
Over there, Dr. Wang had already entered the room. He suddenly smelled a pungent smell and couldn't help but cough.
"Ahem - what does this smell like? What kind of wine smells so choked?"
"It's not wine, it's alcohol extracted from wine using a special method. It can clean wounds better than water and can wash away dirt that is invisible to the naked eye."
Ye Yun tried his best to explain in words they could understand, and asked the master to take out a drawing and hand it to Dr. Wang.
"Remember that alcohol is not wine and should not be consumed. Once you drink it, you may experience burning pain in your throat, or severe abdominal and stomach bleeding, coma, or even death."
"This is an extraction method. When treating an injury, it is best to wash the dagger and silver needle together with alcohol, then treat the wound, and then use it to wash it every time you change the dressing. You should be 60% sure to be cured."
"This... you want to give it to me? No, are you sure I am going to give it to the court?!"
Doctor Wang subconsciously wanted to take it, but he held it back, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
He had gone to the army to treat injuries of soldiers, and he knew very well how much trauma caused death to soldiers.
If this alcohol was as good as Ye Yun said, then the soldiers of the Jin Dynasty would not be afraid of death every time they were injured!
"Do you know how happy the emperor will be if this is true, and how big the reward you will get?"
"It would be a lie to say that I am not impressed, but I think it can be used by everyone in the world, no matter who donates it."
Ye Yun smiled and said lightly, "I have gained both fame and fame. I have enjoyed it in my previous life, and I don't lack that stuff."
She just wants to make everyone's life easier, and it's just a matter of effort.
Speaking of poor disinfection and hygienic environment, women in this era need something clean during menstruation.
"Of course, if you want to force me to give you thousands of banknotes, I will give it to you, hehe~"
"Okay, isn't it just money?" Doctor Wang pointed to Lan Yuxiang without hesitation, "He has plenty of it, as long as the alcohol you said is really good."
"When the woman is really well, I will accept the drawings and accept you as my disciple. Follow me to the capital to study at Taiyuan Hospital."
"snort!"
When Gong Jingsong saw that he actually snatched his apprentice in front of him, he was about to jump up and curse, but when he thought that he was just a village doctor now, he threw up his sleeves and left in anger.
Before Ye Yun could refuse, he was happily surrounded by his mother and three others.
"Xiao Yunruo will be able to work as a female medical officer in the palace after completing his studies, treating diseases for ladies, and he will not have to worry about glory and wealth!"
The three ladies were only happy for a moment and then frowned.
"No. If you accept someone else as your teacher, what will Dr. Gong do? He will be an ungrateful person."
"We can't be white-eyed wolves. Xiaoyun, why don't you ask Dr. Wang to withdraw your apprenticeship and take you both master and apprentice to the Taiyuan Hospital together."
"Mom, second sister, it's up to Xiaoyun and Dr. Gong to decide."
Ye Wan gently held Ye Yun's hand and nodded to indicate that she should speak directly.
Ye Yun smiled back, turned to look at Dr. Wang and cupped his hands.
"Thank you, Dr. Wang, for your kind invitation. I already have a master and have no intention of becoming another master or going to Beijing."
Entering the palace just to treat the concubines means having a knife on her head all the time and she can't help herself. It's not a good place for her.
Seeing her resolute attitude, Dr. Wang sighed that he was too late and asked about the woman's follow-up medication.
Gong Jingsong, who was hiding behind the courtyard gate and eavesdropping, heard the satisfactory answer and smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face seemed to bloom.
