Yang Xianmao touched the specific location of the breast lump with his hand again, determined that it was located in the upper half of the **, and used a sharp sore to cut the skin and subcutaneous tissue with a scalpel, and sneaked and separated to the subcutaneous on both sides, exposing the lump.

After gently touching with his fingers to determine the exact extent of the lump, he made a wedge-shaped incision along the outer edges of both sides of the lump to reach the deep fascia, then lifted the lump with forceps, separated it from the pectoralis major fascia with a knife, sutured the wound with sterilized mulberry thread surgical twine, leaving no dead space, and inserted a small tube as a drainage tube and pressurized and bandaged.

After the operation, Yang Xianmao helped the palace maid redress, cut a small hole in the clothes in the corresponding position of her right breast, and pulled the drainage tube out of the small hole.

After the operation, he breathed a sigh of relief, cleaned the surgical instruments and soaked them in disinfectant solution for the next use.

After cleaning up, he took a stool and sat quietly beside the palace maid to watch her, waiting for her to wake up.

After a while, the palace maid gradually woke up, and at first her mind was a little unclear, but she slowly regained consciousness.

Yang Xianmao smiled and said, "Are you awake? ”

The palace maid subconsciously raised her hand to touch her breasts, but her right breast had been bandaged and she couldn't feel the lump.

Yang Xianmao said: "Don't worry, the lump has been removed, I have prepared medicine for you, you have to take the medicine on time, otherwise the wound will suppurate." - Lie down for a while and see if you have nausea or vomiting, and if not, you can go back. ”

The palace maid nodded and said, "I think it's just a sleep, you don't feel any pain at all, your medical skills are really good." ”

Yang Xianmao let her drink the fried sterilized muscle-building soup. The first time I had surgery, I didn't know what the effect was, and I was a little speculative in my heart.

The palace maid lay quietly for a while, and felt that there were no bad symptoms, so she slowly sat up with the support of Yang Xianmao, and felt that there was no problem with herself, so she stood up.

Yang Xianmao let go of her hand and saw that she was fine, so she was relieved and said, "You come to me again tomorrow at this time, I will help you take the drainage tube, and then change the dressing for your wound." Every day you come to change the dressing. Seven days later, the wound healed, and you came to me to remove the stitches. ”

Yang Xianmao was relieved to see that she was back to normal, and gave her the medicine bag that she had grasped, and asked her to go back to decoction by herself. He also said: "After going to sleep, you should raise the pillow and sleep reclining, which is conducive to the drainage of the wound and does not suppurate inside." ”

The palace maid agreed, thanked her repeatedly, and walked away slowly with the medicine bag.

The library of the Tai Hospital and several nearby buildings were burned down, and no one came to ask. Since the library has burned down, the imperial doctors have almost run away, and Yang Xianmao has nothing else to do, but fortunately, the canteen of the Tai Hospital continues to make food, so he will not worry about eating problems. So, except for going to the cafeteria to eat, he spent the rest of his time in his room and read the "Green Capsule Sutra" by the divine doctor Hua Tuo, and recited it word by word.

The next day, the palace maid came, and Yang Xianmao took a drainage tube for her. Wiped her wound with venom. Taking advantage of the time to change the bandage, the palace maid couldn't help but reach out and touch her right breast, and said to Yang Xianmao in surprise: "Oh, the lump is really gone! Great, I originally thought you were young, and I was afraid that your medical skills would not work, but the imperial doctor was gone, and there was no way to let you do it. ”

The palace maid is not worried, but Yang Xianmao is still a little worried. - He was worried that the maid would have a high fever. Because before this, those imperial doctors performed such operations on the palace maids, and the palace maids all had high fever without exception, and even a few palace maids died of high fever after the operation. And now, she found that the palace maid did not have a fever, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that the reason why this was the case was all due to the fact that the divine doctor Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Sutra" recorded the disinfection of the decoction.

After that, the palace maid came to him every day to change the dressing. The maid did not have a fever or suppuration in her wounds and recovered well. On the seventh day, Yang Xianmao removed the stitches for her, and the operation was a complete success.

After the stitches were removed, the palace maid gently stroked her right breast with her hand, and her mood was particularly comfortable. Although there is an unsightly scar, the lump inside is gone, so there is no need to worry about the lump continuing to grow and the entire right breast being cut off.

Yang Xianmao said: "I'll prescribe you another flavored Erchen soup, this decoction is to soothe the liver, regulate qi, dissolve phlegm and disperse knots, specifically to prevent the recurrence of breast fetish." Breast fetish is a disease that is more likely to recur, and you will not recur after taking this medicine. ”

The palace maid was overjoyed, and even thanked him, and gave him five taels of silver as a reward.

Originally, the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace were all free of charge and did not need to pay for consultation, but this palace maid was very grateful because Yang Xianmao had done a painless operation for her, so she gave him an additional honorarium.

Yang Xianmao was very happy that he had made money by treating people for the first time, and he really realized that medical skills can not only relieve people's pain, but also make a living.

A few days have passed, nearly the end of the year, most of the people have left, and there is no hustle and bustle in the palace city that is about to celebrate the New Year, and it is deserted everywhere. The only difference is that the weather is getting colder and colder, and the wind is so cold that people can't stand steadily.

These days, Yang Xianmao has been reading the "Green Capsule Sutra" of the divine doctor Hua Tuo behind closed doors. After these days of hard reading and word-by-word recitation, Yang Xianmao finally became familiar with the entire "Green Capsule Sutra" in his chest, and memorized it like a stream. Only then did he feel completely relieved.

This morning, Yang Xianmao was going to open the door to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, and when he came back, he could put away the sheets of the jacket and robe with the "Green Capsule Sutra" written on the ground. Unexpectedly, he opened the door, and a gust of wind mixed with snowflakes whistled in, blowing Yang Xianmao unsteadily, blocking it in front of him with his hands, and retreating again and again with his eyes closed.

When he stood firm and opened his eyes, suddenly, he found that the air was full of small fragments fluttering in the wind, and he didn't feel a little strange, this meditation room was very clean, and there was basically no ash on the ground, where did so many fragments flying in the wind come from?

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the patches of Hua Tuo's jacket and robe that were spread all over the floor no longer existed, and had turned into countless flying fragments in a room.

But it turned out that this jacket robe was exposed to the air from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty for 800 years, and it had long been old and decayed. Yang Xianmao soaked it in water again, and when it escaped from the sea of fire, it was continuously baked by the flames, and under the two heavens of ice and fire, the inside of the robe was actually shattered, but it was barely maintained. These days, he turned over and over, and the cracks were even worse, and the gust of wind whistled in, which was like a big hand, grabbing the pieces of the robes on the ground into the air and crumpling them into countless fragments.

Yang Xianmao hurriedly closed the door and waited for the countless fragments floating in the air to fall to the ground. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, fortunately, this medical book was already familiar with his chest, but he didn't have to regret it, he took a broom and swept it into a pile, pinched it with a dustpan, wrapped it in brown paper, and took it directly to the canteen and stuffed it into the stove to burn.

Two days later.

Emperor Wu Yue knew that he was not the opponent of the Great Song army, so in order to avoid the loss of life, he decided to surrender. For this reason, the emperor issued a holy decree to dismiss all the people in the palace, including those in the Tai Hospital. Each received a severance pay, as well as a silk and cotton sandwich garment.

Everything that the hospital could take away, the doctors took it when they slipped away. There is nothing of value left. There was no one to take care of the Tai Hospital, so he searched everywhere and found two more silk cotton robes, plus the ones he wore and those issued by the emperor when he was dismissed, there were four in total. The silk cotton robe was more valuable, so he folded it all and wrapped it in his bag. In addition, he also found two sets of surgical instruments from the sores department to take them away, which were made by skilled craftsmen in the capital, which were very delicate and would be used when he went back.

However, these surgical instruments are very simple and are only used for common sore surgery. Hua Tuo's "Qing Capsule Sutra" records a variety of surgical instruments, which are used for thoracic, abdominal and cranial surgery, and the types are much more complex. Because the Tai Doctor of Tai Hospital did not master Hua Tuo's surgical skills, it was naturally impossible to have these surgical instruments. I can only go back to my hometown in the future to build it again.

The precious medicinal materials of the Tai Hospital had long been dragged away and locked in the royal warehouse by the chief administrator of the Imperial City, and other ordinary medicinal materials were not worth much money, and they were not easy to carry, so they were too lazy to take them.

He left the imperial city with a heavy package on his back, hired a carriage on the street and returned to his hometown of Xuanzhou.

Along the way, from time to time, I met people who were fleeing from the military disaster and fleeing the famine to ask for food. At the end of the troubled times, there were chaos everywhere, Wu Yueguo was not spared, many people fell into the grass for Kou to rob the house, fortunately, they traveled with other merchants along the way, some of them were rich families, and there were family guards, so there was no danger along the way.

On this day, he finally returned to the Qingshui River a few miles outside his hometown of Xuanzhou in a carriage.

When I arrived here, I found that the stone bridge over the river had collapsed, and I had to make a detour of dozens of miles from another stone bridge downstream to cross the river.

Yang Xianmao found that there was a ferry boat by the river, but it was too small to ferry people and not carriages and horses. Seeing that it was not far from the city, and it was only a few miles, Yang Xianmao decided to walk back, so he paid the fare, let the carriage return, and came to the river with his bags on his back.

The ferry was tied to a weeping willow on the other side of the river, but there was no boat in sight. He screamed a few times but no one came, so he frustrated himself swept away the snow from a stone by the river, put the package on it, sat on it, and waited for the boat on the other side to return.

In the cold winter, the cold wind is bitter, and both banks of the wide Qingshui River have frozen, leaving only a narrow river channel in the middle still flowing. Seeing that it will be cold again, the whole river will be frozen.

The sun could not be seen from the thick clouds in the sky. Although he was wearing a silk cotton robe, he was also a little unbearable from the cold, so he stood up and rubbed his hands, and walked back and forth to warm his body.

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