To be able to make anesthetics, everyone from Min Fangqi to Jin Yan worked tirelessly. Every three days when Xiao Ming came to the store for consultation, she would go to the backyard to see the finished product. After testing the efficacy of the medicine, she pointed out the shortcomings. Through experiments, an anesthetic drug comparable to modern ones was finally produced.
The newly developed anesthetics have only been tested on animals and have not yet been used in human experiments. In order for the anesthetics to exert their best effects, they must be injected directly into the human body using a syringe.
Min Fangqi had a new trouble, and that was the syringe. To inject anesthetic into the skin, a very thin needle was needed, but in Pingan Town, even the syringe could not be made. In desperation, Min Fangqi had to take Xiao Ming gave the sample and planned to go to the capital, hoping to find a skilled craftsman to make the syringe.
There is another important thing for him to do when he returns to the capital, and that is to attend the wedding of his wife's brother Kong Lin. As the son of the old lady of the Kong family, Kong Lin has been favored by his parents and older siblings since he was a child. The Kong family is a family that has been scholarly for hundreds of years. Among the Kong family, there are currently three officials in the court, and there are countless talented children. Now the youngest child of the old master of the Kong family is getting married, and he is marrying a famous family in the capital. The Kong family Prepare for a lively event, and as the eldest brother-in-law, Min Fangqi must attend.
In addition to sitting in the clinic today, Xiao Ming also had to see Brother Min off.
Xiao Ming knew that Kong Lin was getting married and would not come back, so he specially prepared twenty jars of fruit wine as a gift and asked Brother Min to take it to the capital with him. After waiting for more than a month for fermentation and brewing, the fruit wine now tastes better. It is mellow and exudes the original aroma of fruit. The fragrance is far-reaching and long-lasting. Yesterday, my family opened a jar of peach wine for the first time and drank it. The whole family, including the eldest boy Xia Xiaoba, all fell in love with the taste of fruit wine. One jar is not enough, and the meaning is still endless. Xia Xiaoba even opened a jar of each of the other three wines and tasted them, praising his favorite wine.
Kong Lin gave Xiao Ming a lot of special gifts from the capital after her moving party. The courtesy was reciprocated, and Xiao Ming gave her newly brewed fruit wine as a wedding gift.
After sending Min Fangqi away, Xiao Ming started her daily routine of attending a doctor's appointment.
Ping'an Town is just a small town, and most of the patients seen in the clinic usually have colds. It is rare to encounter patients with bleeding injuries. It is really rare to be injured as seriously as Jiang Sihai, so until now, they The anesthetics invented have not yet been put to practical use, and even suturing has not yet been put to practical use.
At night, Xiao Han and Xiao Yu told Xiao Ming what they had seen today when they followed Mr. Wu on Huilong Mountain outside the city. They were in a good mood and were very interested.
"Sister, look at the scenery I painted on Huilong Mountain today." Xiao Han proudly took out today's painting. This painting was also praised by the always strict Mr. Wu.
"Aunt, look, these are the big characters I wrote. They are better than my uncle's." Xiao Yu, the little bun, took out the big characters he had written and crossed Xiao Han to let Xiao Ming read his handwriting first.
"It's all very good. How about we frame it and hang it up." Xiao Ming said with a smile, looking at the two people's works carefully, and greatly appreciated his brother's paintings and his nephew's large calligraphy. They were a great improvement compared to before. , they all write better than her.
She was able to write calligraphy with a brush thanks to her grandfather. Grandpa had always maintained the habit of writing prescriptions with a brush. She followed behind and practiced along with her ears and eyes. She also developed the habit of writing prescriptions with a brush. Now that she thinks about it, she is really glad that she learned it. Brush calligraphy, otherwise in this ancient time, even Yu'er who was less than seven years old would be inferior.
Xiao Ming said that he wanted to hang the paintings and large characters, which made the two of them very embarrassed and blushed. They had seen Mr. Wu's paintings and calligraphy, which were wonderful and lifelike, and every word was like a skeletal figure, flowing like a flowing cloud. Every time visitors come to watch it, they are full of praise. His calligraphy and paintings are hard to find in the market. Hang up what they wrote...
"Just hang it in the study and we can look at it ourselves."
The two of them nodded happily.
"Sister, Mr. Wu likes the canned food and dried fruits you sent very much." Xiao Han said suddenly.
"Mr. Wu also likes wine." Xiao Yu added.
"Really, then let's give more to Mr. Wu as a reward. Once a teacher, he will always be a father. Mr. Wu teaches you with all his heart, and you must respect him." Xiao Ming later found out that Mr. Wu's family members are all in Suzhou. In the old house, he stayed in Ping'an Town because of Xiao Han and Xiao Yu.
Xiao Ming felt very sorry for this, and all the family's output was sent to Mr. Liu in a steady stream.
The trip to Pingcheng originally planned for the next day did not happen. The weather was unfavorable, and it rained heavily in the second half of the night without any light.
This was the first heavy rain since the beginning of summer, with thunder and lightning, strong winds, and the trees were blown to pieces.
Xiao Ming and others stood in a daze in front of the collapsed thatched house. The sight was a mess. The thatch and wood from the roof were scattered everywhere, and the original color was no longer visible when mixed with the mud and water.
Although it was a thatched house, it was the house they had lived in for two years. After a night of wind and rain, it collapsed without withstanding the ravages of the storm.
Xiao Ming and others are more reluctant to leave it and remember it. They have many happy memories in it. Even if they build a new yard, they are not willing to demolish it and put some firewood farm tools.
"Sister, our house is in ruins." Xiao Ming's eyes widened. She looked at the dilapidation in front of her, but her thoughts had not come back to her.
"Uncle, this is an old house." Xiao Yu reminded Xiao Han while pulling his sleeve.
Xia Xiaoba picked up the broken piece of wood on the ground and squeezed it gently, and the piece of wood turned into slag.
"This house has been around for a long time, the wood has rotted away, and the walls are made of mud. Even if it doesn't rain, it will collapse sooner or later."
"Yes, after a long time, things are old." Xiao Ming murmured, this kind of thatched house has a short lifespan. They fall faster under the heavy rain. There are houses like this in the east of Qiaodong.
Suddenly, in the east of the bridge, Aunt Song and Xiao Ming screamed: "Aunt Song, go and see Aunt Song." They ran quickly towards Aunt Song's house regardless of the slippery muddy road.
Xia Xiaoba and Xiao Han reacted and quickly followed.
"Maomao, go quickly." Xia Xiaoba and Maomao, who were the fastest, rushed to the front and arrived at Aunt Song's house first.
Xiao Ming walked quickly on the road, praying non-stop along the way, hoping that Aunt Song would be safe and sound. Unfortunately, the microprocessor secret was out, and the scene she saw was unacceptable to her. Just like her family, Aunt Song's thatched hut collapsed. Aunt Song was still buried inside.
Xia Xiaoba and Xiao Han were digging in the mud with their bare hands, removing the debris on top bit by bit. Maomao sniffed around with his nose and suddenly stopped at a place.
"Woof, woof" pawed quickly with his paws.
"Little brother, brother Xia, hurry up, it's in here." Xiao Ming dug up the dirt with her bare hands, not caring about the pain in her heart from the mud, debris, and fingers. There was only one wish in her heart, and that was Aunt Song. Be safe and sound.
She couldn't even imagine the consequences of being pinned down by a house.
"Aunt Song, you must hold on, we are here to save you."
