Lord Fei scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said: "He is so capable, I'm afraid that he may not be willing to come to our poor beggar gang, we have no high-ranking officials, and we have no gold and silver treasures to give him, even beautiful women, what's the good of him coming to us?"

Elder Hong smiled: "Some people don't necessarily do things for the sake of high-ranking officials, gold, silver, treasures, and beautiful women, as long as he is willing, even if there is no benefit, he will do it." Besides, we beggars also have our advantages, and we have a lot of people, which is our advantage. Now, the Yang family's medical hall is in an embarrassing predicament, if we can help Yang Gongzi in this matter, he will be grateful to us, so that it is possible to invite him to join the beggar gang in the future, so you must do this matter with your heart. ”

Lord Fei Helm hurriedly bowed down and agreed, and immediately came out and called a few beggar gang leaders to come over and make arrangements.

The beggars moved quickly, and in the evening, the news was gathered in the courtyard one after another. Master Fei Helm wrote down the collected patient information on a piece of paper and came to Yang Xianmao's Rejuvenation Hall Pharmacy.

On this day, the Rejuvenation Hall was still not open, Zhang and Hongsheng'er were busy cooking in the kitchen, and Yang Mingde was bored sitting behind a few long cases, reading with a lantern. Yang Xianmao has already started to open the door and is ready to close the store.

Master Fei Helm came to the outside of the pharmacy, he didn't enter the door, and when he saw Yang Xianmao on the door panel, he shouted: "Young Master Yang!"

Yang Xianmao looked back and saw that it was a beggar, because it was late, and the people on the other side of the street couldn't see it clearly, but the sound was more familiar, so he stepped out, walked through the street and saw that this beggar was the Fei Helm Master of the Beggar Gang, and hurriedly said: "It's you, is there a change in Elder Hong's condition?"

Yang Xianmao was a little nervous, and immediately thought of the process of his operation, if there were other organs in the abdominal cavity damaged, then it would be troublesome, and he had to open his abdomen again to find the breach and suture, and he even began to think about where it was most likely to be the damaged place that he had missed.

Lord Fei Helm hurriedly waved his hand and said: "His physical recovery is not bad, there is no problem, I came to you to tell you one thing, our beggar gang found the news of a few sick people, and I came to tell you about it." ”

Yang Xianmao was overjoyed, what he needed now was the patient's information, which could be sent to the hospital. Quickly said, "Thank you!"

Master Fei Helm handed the note with the patient's information to Yang Xianmao, and said: "The most anxious patient is the old father of the shopkeeper of the silk shop in Dongcheng, he has a stomachache, and the pain is very bad, so he invited a lot of Lang Zhong to come and see, including Doctor Han, but the decoction has no effect, and the old man is dying of pain." Their family is already preparing for the old man's funeral, why don't you go and show him if there is a way to save him?"

As soon as Yang Xianmao heard about the acute abdomen, it was the scope of his own surgery, and he needed surgery to solve it, which was his strength, and the other party was a businessman, so he should be able to afford a decent consultation fee, and he could make money.

The patient's specific address was written on the note, and the Lord Fei Helm said goodbye and left

Yang Xianmao hurried back to the pharmacy and told his parents that he had something to go out, and he didn't eat, so he went out with the box on his back.

He had already sterilized the surgical instruments after he had operated on the old beggar before, and had re-boiled the hemp boiling powder and disinfectant potion, which were all packed in porcelain bottles and put in the box. I didn't expect the news to come so quickly, and it was only in the morning that the news would come in the evening.

Yang Mingde was still not at ease, chased him out, and told him not to disembowel people for treatment, Yang Xianmao just waved his hand. He looked for a carriage and, in the direction indicated by the note, found the silk shop.

When he came to the door, he saw that the silk shop was closed, and after he got out of the car, he carried the box on his back, walked to the door and listened to it, and there was indeed a crying sound inside. He was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, when he suddenly heard someone behind him say, "This guest officer, do you want to buy something?" The shop is closed for a few days, I'm sorry. ”

Yang Xianmao looked back and saw a middle-aged man standing behind him, his eyes red and swollen, obviously crying. Behind the middle-aged man was a carriage pulling goods, and there was a long and large thing on the carriage, which was covered with a straw mat, but judging from the shape, it should be a coffin.

It seems that the family is already preparing for the old man's funeral. Yang Xianmao took two steps forward, clasped his fists and arched his hand: "In the lower Yang Xianmao, the Xiaolang of the Rejuvenation Hall, I heard that your father is seriously ill, I don't know if you are willing to let me diagnose and treat him? ”

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be taken aback, because during this time, Xuanzhou City was boiling all about this Xiaolangzhong, all of them were saying that this Xiaolangzhong was disemboweling people to cure diseases by disemboweling people, and it was even possible to use this to gather believers, with bad intentions, so no patient dared to go to their pharmacy to see a doctor and buy medicine, but I didn't expect this Xiaolangzhong to come to the door.

The middle-aged man subconsciously took a step back, waved his hand and said, "No need, thank you, you can go." ”

Yang Xianmao had already anticipated the other party's reaction, and he said: "I know that some people in the city have spread rumors to me, saying that I am pretending to be a god and a ghost by disemboweling my stomach and curing my illness. Actually, whether I am pretending to be a ghost or not, facts speak louder than words, and An Gongzi of the Four Seas Restaurant that I cured can tell you in person, whether I have pretended to be a ghost on him? Did I save his life? You can inquire about all this, and there is no need to listen to those people with ulterior motives who have framed me. ”

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically and said, "I also heard before that you cured the eldest son of the shopkeeper of Sihai Restaurant, and his son was also dying, and you removed the tumor in his throat, and it was also removed by disemboweling, and even Doctor Han couldn't do anything about that disease." But then the prefect said so, and I don't know who to believe. ”

Yang Xianmao said: "You don't care about my rights and wrongs, what you need to care about is your father's life." If I can cure your father's illness, and you are unwilling to let me heal him because of these rumors, don't you think it is unfilial to your father?"

The middle-aged man stayed on the spot, thought about it, and asked tentatively, "Can you really cure my father's illness?"

Yang Xianmao shook his head and said: "No miracle doctor dares to say that it can cure all diseases, but I can give it a try, you shouldn't know the truth that a dead horse is a live horse doctor!"

The middle-aged man thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and said, "What you said is very reasonable, you come in with me, I will discuss it with my two brothers, and we will make a decision after totaling it." ”

"No problem. ”

Yang Xianmao followed the middle-aged man into the silk shop. There was a door panel in the lobby of the shop, on which lay a gray-haired old man, curled up, and occasionally made one or two painful **, there was no other movement.

Seeing that the patient has been transferred to the lobby, that is to say, they are ready to wait for the old man to change his life clothes into the coffin and start to handle the funeral, there are several people in the lobby of the house who are crying, and the filial piety clothes made of linen have been placed on the cabinet next to it, because this is originally a silk shop, and it is of course very convenient to prepare these things.

Seeing that the middle-aged man brought in a strange young man with a suitcase on his back, the people in the room were a little strange, and the middle-aged man called his two brothers aside to discuss.

A slightly older middle-aged man was their eldest and immediately said, "As long as you can save your father, you don't care what others say." He just healed us, and didn't let us rebel against him as his followers, as I said before, some people can't listen to what they say, and they are alarmist. Those people who talk nonsense anyway, no one in the family is sick, and they don't need Langzhong, just say it, our family is different, my father raised us, now, if there is hope to save him, why don't you save him? Okay, I'm in charge, let Xiao Langzhong come to treat my father, I will bear whatever the problem is, everything is to save my father, this is the real filial piety, even if the government asks me to blame, I am not afraid!"

The other two nodded in agreement.

Yang Xianmao's heart was relieved, it seems that the people are not blindly afraid of the government, after all, when it comes to vital interests, they must still consider their own situation first, as long as there is the support of patients and family members, Yang Xianmao is not worried that his medical practice will be punished by the Yamen.

At that moment, the slightly older middle-aged man came over and said to Yang Xianmao: "Thank you Xiaolangzhong for coming to the door in person, I am really grateful, please treat my father." ”

Yang Xianmao nodded, took off the box on his shoulder and put it in the corner of the house, and after going over, he first asked the old man about the situation, and found that he had fallen into a semi-comatose state, and he almost didn't react to his own question.

Yang Xianmao briefly asked the old man about his illness, and knew that the old man had been going on for several days and had no laxative, so he concluded that it was likely to be intestinal obstruction or volvulus, which is the Guan Ge of traditional Chinese medicine.

This old man is over 70 years old and in poor physical condition, so it stands to reason that it is best to be able to treat conservatively, but the conservative treatment that has been carried out in the early stage has not had any effect, including the prescription prescribed by Dr. Han Shen. The patient is now critically ill and will soon die if he delays any longer.

However, no matter how critical Yang Xianmao was, he had to talk to the front, so as not to bring trouble to himself, so he took out the consent to the operation prepared in advance and showed it to the brothers, and said the risks of the operation, especially emphasizing that the old man was too old and not in good health, and it was possible that he could not survive the operation and die on the operating table, or he might die within a few days after the operation. He made it clear to the patient and their families that there were other complications that could occur. Patients and their families have no choice but to have a glimmer of hope for Yang Xianmao to be treated, or they have no choice but to do his funeral.

Therefore, after they discussed, they decided to let Yang Xianmao have surgery and signed the operation book.

Yang Xianmao immediately took out the saprophytic muscle soup and hemp boiling powder for the old man and poured it into a duckbill pot. Then he ordered the old man to be carried under the window of the room by the side of the street, which was well lit.

Yang Xianmao asked the others to withdraw from the room, and after making simple preparations, the operation began.