Ji Song's mind was tense at this time, and he didn't dare to be careless at all. The closer to the end, the more calm he had to be. After the last piece was cut, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he checked again and confirmed that everything was completely removed, and then he felt relieved.
You must know that if this 'hemorrhoidal fistula' is not removed cleanly, it will still recur in the future.
He sprinkled on the hemostatic powder made according to the prescription recorded in Sun Simiao's medical book, and then wrapped it in clean gauze. After confirming that there was no more bleeding, he wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.
"alright!"
Dr. Du and Dr. Zhang were relieved when they heard Ji Song's words. Even when they saw the knife going down, they were terrified, and it was finally over.
Doctor Zhang felt a little stuffy, as if he had taken off his mask, but Ji Song stopped him before he could make a move.
"Don't take off your mask!"
He didn't explain, and then he and the two of them put Lao Du down. Because the weather was still hot due to the operation, he had to let him crawl on the bed and try not to let the wound come into contact with other things.
Taking out the gauze from Lao Du's mouth and checking his pulse again, Ji Song nodded, okay, just a little weak!
"Come and see too!"
Ji Song told Dr. Zhang that although he was sure that Lao Du was fine at this time, he could feel at ease if the doctor checked him.
It goes without saying that Dr. Zhang's method of diagnosing the pulse is his special skill.
After reading the pulse, Doctor Zhang was a little excited, but Ji Song put his finger on his mouth, hissed softly, told him not to speak, and motioned for him to go out before talking.
Just as Li Shimin and others were waiting anxiously, the door was opened.
"Squeak!"
Ji Song walked out first, followed by Dr. Zhang, and Mrs. Du carried the water dish.
"How about it?"
When Li Shimin saw Ji Song coming out, he quickly grabbed his hand and was so excited.
Du He and Wang also looked at Ji Song eagerly, hoping to finally hear good news from him.
Taking off his mask, Ji Song smiled and said, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"
"Your Majesty, you don't know that what Hao Yuhou did just now is simply Hua Tuo's magic!"
"I have just checked Mr. Du's pulse. Although he is still relatively weak, this is the reason why he has been suffering from illness these days."
"Previously, Prime Minister Du had trouble sleeping at all, but he has fallen asleep now. He just needs to take good care of himself from now on."
Doctor Zhang was extremely excited at this time. He was happier than anyone else to see such miraculous medical skills. At this time, he did not care about the difference between emperor and minister. He interrupted Ji Song and said to Li Shimin.
"The Point Guard Is Here"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Li Shimin was overjoyed when he heard this, and Fang Xuanling and others were also smiling. They were all old brothers, so of course they were happy to be alive.
Just when they were happy, Ji Song poured cold water on them and said, "However, everyone should not be too optimistic."
"What? Is there a repeat?" Fang Xuanling asked anxiously.
Ji Song shook his head and said: "That's not true. In fact, it's easy to remove it with a knife. What's difficult is other problems after the knife, such as infection."
"I won't go into the specific reasons. It's too complicated. So, from now on, you must implement every word I say without hesitation. Is it possible for you to do it?"
When Li Shimin heard this, he said directly: "I am here to tell you: From now on, follow all Ji Song's instructions. If anyone dares to delay Prime Minister Du's injury, I will only ask him."
"We will obey the order!"
As the emperor, Li Shimin had the Tianxian in his mouth, and what he said was an imperial edict. To be on the safe side, he issued the edict directly.
"Then I will leave some alcohol and sprinkle it in every corner of the room. Every person who enters the room must take a shower, change clothes, and wash their hands with alcohol before entering."
"Uncle Du must have someone on duty for twelve hours without any slack. In the past week, he must not be allowed to move around to prevent the wound from bursting."
"In terms of food, I will leave some pills that are good for the injury and mix them into the gruel to feed Uncle Du. Remember, you can't eat anything else except gruel."
"Feed more water, boiled water."
After finishing speaking, he turned to Dr. Zhang and said, "Prescribe some medicine for recovery. You are more familiar with these than me."
"I understand!"
"Okay, that's all I have to say, just pay attention. Auntie, please arrange a room for me. I will live here for the next few days. If there is any situation, I should deal with it in time to avoid delay!" Ji Song said.
Mrs. Wang nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "That's a good relationship. Auntie will feel relieved when you are here."
He turned to Du He and said, "Go and make arrangements in person. Whatever Brother Song needs, you must satisfy him as soon as possible!"
"My son understands!"
While everyone was talking, Cheng Yaojin ran up to Du, startling Du who was flirting with old Xue.
"Tsk, tsk, is this cut from Lao Du's body?"
He pointed at the rotten meat still stained with blood on the plate, covered his nose and said with a look of disgust.
Du He's face turned dark when he heard this. If the emperor hadn't been there, he would have had a seizure.
Li Shimin said angrily: "Get out of here, pick up whatever pot you don't want, what the hell!"
"Oh, right!"
Ji Song seemed to have thought of something and said to Wang, "Find someone to bury these things quickly and don't let anyone touch them!"
"Okay, I'll let people go."
Li Shimin pulled Ji Song aside and whispered: "Tell me the truth, what are the chances that Du Xiang can recover?"
"It's still a 50-50 rule. The operation was successful, but no one can say whether there will be any accidents afterward. After all, the human body is too complex."
He thought for a moment and decided to give them some confidence!
"The only thing I can be sure of is that as long as Prime Minister Du can survive seven days, there will basically be no major problems. He will be like a normal person from now on."
"Seven days......"
Li Shimin pondered for a moment and said to Chen Shou: "Don't go back to the palace these days. Just wait here. If anything happens, report back immediately!"
"My slave obeys the order!" Chen Shou said quickly.
Li Shimin saw that nothing was wrong, and said to Ji Song: "I'm going back to the palace first. You're at home, so don't go home yet. Only with you here can I rest assured!"
"Your Majesty, don't worry!"
Returning to the crowd, Lao Xue patted Ji Song on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up, which he learned from Ji Song.
Cheng Yaojin smiled and said: "Good boy, Lao Du should not die this time! It is his blessing to meet your boy."
Then he whispered to Ji Song: "Last time you took your uncle Qin's pulse, why didn't you say anything in the end?"
He has always been worried about this matter. If it were anyone else, he would have put the knife on his neck, but Ji Song was different, and Qin Qiong would not agree to him doing this.
Ji Song was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.
He said helplessly: "I understand what you mean, but I am also in a dilemma!"
"Oh? What do you say?"
At this time, Li Shimin also heard it and said directly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. We are all our own people, there is nothing to avoid."
What else could Ji Song say? All he could say was: "It's not that I, Ji Song, will not save him. The risk is too great. With Uncle Qin's current body, as long as he takes good care of himself, he can still live well."
"But if we follow this kid's method, there are only two possibilities in the end!"
He looked directly at everyone and said seriously: "Either he will be completely cured, or... he will die immediately."
"In this case, what do you think we should do?" he asked.
