In his previous life, Duan Wenjun knew about the miracle doctor Hua Tuo from books.
The miracle doctor of the Three Kingdoms era was the originator of surgeons.
He once proposed to open Cao Cao's head to cure his headache.
This was also the earliest case of craniotomy.
Duan Wenjun did not expect that Wang Yuanqing actually said that his master was also named Hua Tuo.
However, with Wang Yuanqing's introduction, he realized that although this was not the Hua Tuo he had imagined, he was still a very remarkable person.
Even Wang Yuanqing doesn't know what Doctor Hua's real name is.
No one knows who inherited Dr. Hua Shen.
He went out to see doctors at the age of fifteen. He has seen countless patients and seen countless cases throughout his life.
He is now nearly a hundred years old and has practiced medicine for more than eighty years.
However, he was born with a disability, and since he came out of the mountain, he has been carrying a hunchback.
It was also because no one knew his real name, so people jokingly called him Huatuo.
Or, respectfully call him the miracle doctor.
Obviously, they both have the surname Hua, but this hunchback is not the other Tuo.
However, Duan Wenjun still seemed a little unwilling to give up. He frowned and said, "Doctor Wang, does your master know how to operate?"
"Surgery?" Wang Yuanqing's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
For a long time, he didn't speak.
Duan Wenjun lowered his head and was thinking about something, but he didn't hear Wang Yuanqing speak for a long time, so he couldn't help but raise his head and ask, "What's wrong?"
"My master has performed many operations, large and small, but most of them were on the limbs..." Wang Yuanqing replied slowly.
However, when he said this, he stopped again.
Because, he did not dare to tell Duan Wenjun that the surgery on the limbs was a normal surgery, but his master had some strange theories.
His master's surgeries are no longer limited to the hands and feet.
He seemed to be working on some strange theories.
If a person has a stomachache, he sometimes feels that there may be a problem with a certain part in the stomach.
Therefore, he would recommend opening the stomach for examination, which is the most intuitive way of examination.
If a person's head hurts, there may be something wrong with the head. Maybe you can split the head open and take a look...
How dare he tell Duan Wenjun this?
If he said it, Duan Wenjun would definitely think that there was something wrong with his mind.
Of course, he did not dare to tell Duan Wenjun that his master had followed him to Wangjiang.
Moreover, his master came here just for Duan Wenjun.
What's more, he also mentioned to Wang Yuanqing that Duan Wenjun's condition is very strange. If there is a chance, he can cut open Duan Wenjun's brain to see if there is any disease inside...
"The limbs have no technical content." In Wang Yuanqing's horrified eyes, Duan Wenjun rolled his eyes at him. "I'm talking about the kind of disease that involves disembowelling a person's stomach or head."
"Eviscerated?" Wang Yuanqing couldn't help but was stunned.
Isn't this what the master has been studying for these years?
How could Wenjun know this?
Moreover, from his tone, it seemed that he agreed with the master's approach.
Could it be that there is something wrong with both of their minds...
Duan Wenjun couldn't help but reveal a wry smile when he saw Wang Yuanqing's stunned expression.
These days, there isn’t even alcohol out there, so how could such a major surgery be possible?
You know, there is no alcohol disinfection, which is a taboo for surgery.
Even if the operation is successful, the chance of infection is very high, and it may be a narrow escape.
Now Duanjia Liquor's alcohol has been developed. Although the cost is a bit expensive, if it can save someone's life, the value is immeasurable.
If there is a chance to see this Chinese miracle doctor in the future, maybe I can have a good chat with him.
"By the way, Doctor Wang." He changed the subject and continued, "You said my fat dad was poisoned. What on earth is going on?"
Wang Yuanqing couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Duan Wenjun is no longer obsessed with Hua Tuo's surgery, he just wants it.
"Wenjun, it's hard to talk about this!" His expression suddenly became extremely solemn.
"What's not good to say?" Duan Wenjun was stunned.
"Therefore, this matter involves some things in the palace. The more you know, the more detrimental it will be to you." Wang Yuanqing sighed.
"Imperial Palace?" Duan Wenjun was even more surprised, "Mr. Wang, what's going on?"
"I said, the less you know, the better, so don't ask around." Wang Yuanqing's face was slightly sullen. "This is what your father told you to do. Don't care about this matter. If you really want to know, wait until you go to Shangliang." Just ask him yourself.”
Wang Yuanqing didn't say anything, and Duan Wenjun couldn't force him, so he asked, "What are you doing in Shangliang these days?"
"Going to do errands!" Wang Yuanqing shrugged. "By the way, we are moving to Duanjiabao. You have to arrange a larger yard for me, and I have to bring a few people with me."
"This is nothing." Duan Wenjun smiled, "My Duanjiabao has many houses, not to mention other things."
Wang Yuanqing made an appointment with him to go to Duanjiabao three days later, so he left in a hurry, not even drinking the preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
He said that he just came back from Shangliang today and went straight to Duan Wenjun without even returning home.
Duan Wenjun didn't try to persuade him to stay. He was probably rushing back to pay the public rations.
After seeing off Wang Yuanqing and having breakfast, Uncle Zhang said that there was an old man at the door asking to see him.
Duan Wenjun frowned and had someone take him to the living room.
However, he was very sure that he did not know the old man in front of him.
However, seeing that his clothes are very shiny, his skin is well maintained, his face is rosy, and he is full of energy, he must be from a wealthy family.
Someone had already brought the tea, and Duan Wenjun just said, "I wonder what my father-in-law wants from me?"
The old man looked around and saw that there was no one else around. Then he stood up and said, "I am Bo Youcai. By order of my young master, I have come to pay a visit to Master Duan."
"Old man, I wonder who your young master is?" Duan Wenjun stared at him with confusion on his face and spoke again.
"Young Master Duan doesn't have to worry about knowing who my young master is." A faint smile appeared on Bo Youcai's face, then he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over, "Young Master Duan, you can take a look at this first."
Another letter.
Duan Wenjun glanced at him doubtfully, and then carefully took the letter.
However, when he saw the content of the letter, his expression changed drastically.
This letter was actually written to Guan Xing.
In the letter, he hoped that Guanxing could use his position as Wangjiang County Magistrate to find trouble for Duan Wenjun.
And let him find a way to arouse the indignation of the detainees on Moon Island and cause chaos in the entire Duanjia Fort.
It would be best to let Duan Jiabao provoke a popular uprising, create a riot, and let Duan Wenjun die in the riot...
However, the end of the letter paper has been torn off.
He couldn't see who wrote this letter to Guan Xing.
When he saw this, Duan Wenjun couldn't help but feel a chill running down his back.
He looked at Bo Youcai in horror and said after a long time, "Your son is the magistrate of Guan County? Why does he want you to show me this letter?"
