Yang Xianmao began to dissect the second corpse, and because of yesterday's foundation, the speed was significantly faster than yesterday. When he examined the deceased's colon, he was surprised to find that there was a large grayish-white irregular lump in the colon, which was hard and uneven to the touch with his hand.

What is this? Could it be the intestinal accumulation (that is, intestinal cancer) mentioned in Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Sutra"?

This is a rare surgical subject. Yang Xianmao practiced hemicolectomy for this disease in accordance with the intestinal volume recorded in Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Sutra".

After his operation, he was sutured layer by layer according to the record of the "Green Capsule Sutra".

The first time I did such an operation, the technique was very rusty, and after the sutures, I was very dissatisfied, so I took it apart and sutured it again.

It took him almost an hour to get the operation done.

Now he is facing a corpse, and he doesn't need to consider the patient's condition, so he can do it calmly, but if he is a living person, it is not so simple to do such an operation, but this operation gave him an initial intuitive feeling.

In the morning, because of colon cancer surgery, it was delayed for a long time, and it was not until noon that the rest of the autopsy was completed.

Then he washed his hands with snow, sat down by the fire, took out the black flour buns, and gave them to the two of them, and roasted them on the fire to eat.

Iron Egg kept his back to the dissected corpse, not daring to look at it. Although he had collected a lot of corpses as an apprentice, and there was no problem with being afraid of corpses, it was the first time he had seen someone pluck off human entrails one by one to look at them, which made him so unbearable that he didn't have any appetite for the black-flour bun. But seeing Yang Xianmao eating with relish as if he had nothing to do, he gritted his teeth and tore the black flour bun into his mouth, took out the kettle and drank it separately, and ate the black flour bun with water.

After eating, Yang Xianmao continued to dissect the third corpse.

He found that the corpse had a broken hand, and it was caused by trauma, a section of the bone was broken into a comminuted fracture, presumably when the officers and soldiers arrested him, and broke his arm, which gave him another opportunity to practice bone grafting.

The divine doctor Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Sutra" records the orthopedic bone grafting technique and the corresponding formula medicine. He had also seen Taiyi Bone Grafting in Tai Hospital, and had also learned the corresponding knowledge in the vast library of medical books, but he did not have Hua Tuo's exquisite profundity.

This time it was not too long, because he did not have a splint and only needed to observe the comminuted fracture and then perform a bone slice reduction.

He had dissected two bodies that afternoon, and in addition to the total of three corpses that had been dissected in the morning and yesterday, it was late evening.

So the two went home again and made an appointment to come back the next day.

The next morning, Yang Xianmao found Tie Dan, who told him that he had found the bodies of several beggars who had frozen to death in the morning and that he was going to transport the bodies outside the city for burial.

So, Yang Xianmao followed him to transport the corpse. Seeing the corpses of these beggars who died tragically on the side of the street, Yang Xianmao was very moved. Although there was no direct war in Wuyue, the war between the Southern Tang Dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty, as well as the wars in other small neighboring countries, caused a large number of refugees to flee to Wuyue, unable to survive and could only beg for food.

These corpses were transported to the mass grave, and the iron egg dug a pit to bury the corpses first, because Yang Xianmao did not want to dissect quickly, he had to gain something from each corpse he dissected, so he left one for him to dissect first, and buried the rest, the temperature of the corpse in the soil was relatively high, which could be better protected and not freeze.

The night before, Yang Xianmao had already thought about it, and he decided to imitate a traumatic injury and then perform surgery to suture it.

Once the golden wound hurts the internal organs, other ancient medical books record that it is certain to die, and it is a death disease that cannot be saved. However, the divine doctor Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Sutra" has a record of relevant surgeries after the internal organs were ruptured, so after having a preliminary understanding of the layout and normal condition of the internal organs of the human body, Yang Xianmao consciously exercised himself to repair the relevant internal organ damage.

He first stabbed the body of a corpse with a knife, and then began to dissect the corpse, suturing and repairing the internal organs.

He used each corpse as much as he could to improve his surgical skills.

Three days later.

The head of the executed robber was hung at the city gate for three days and then taken down for burial, and of course the head was handed over to Yang Xianmao for autopsy.

Similarly, except for Hua Tuo, other Langzhong does not have head-related surgeries at all, so there are naturally no instruments to perform head surgery in Tai Hospital. Yang Xianmao can only cut the skull with a bone saw used for amputation because of its ugliness, and check the corresponding structure of each layer in the head, so that there is an intuitive understanding in the brain.

As for the head surgery, he did not do it, because it is recorded in the "Green Capsule Sutra" that head surgery and heart surgery are extremely complicated, and it is necessary to be proficient in other surgeries before starting to perform head and heart surgery.

On this day, after dissecting the corpse and performing relevant surgical exercises on the corpse, in the evening, he returned to the city with Tiedan.

As he walked along the road, he saw a fortune-telling booth at the intersection with a white cloth banner with the words "Point the mole". Below, a human face is drawn, and the stars on it are densely covered with various black dots, representing the mole, and the small block next to it is written on the auspicious fortune represented by each mole.

The photo book believes that people have moles on their faces, and different parts represent different good and bad people, and most of them represent fierce ones, so they must be cut off or burned in some way, which is called a little mole.

At this moment there was a young woman sitting on the bench and asked the fortune teller to give her a mole, and when she lit the mole, it was very painful, and the young woman screamed like a pig, and an old woman next to her hugged her tightly and said, "Good daughter-in-law, you must get rid of it!" ――Do you want to kill my son or do you want to hurt for a while?"

The young woman grabbed her thighs with both hands, panted and nodded, screaming and suffering as she endured the gastrophic spills for her.

Yang Xianmao was a little curious, so he leaned in to take a closer look, and was startled at a glance, it turned out that this young woman had a number of moles on her face, like a sky full of stars, and the moles that had been lit off were bloody. Looking at Langzhong in the rivers and lakes, he was even more dumbfounded, it turned out that Lang Zhong had a sharp eye-gouging knife like an ear gouging spoon in his hand, and directly forcibly gouged off the mole, no wonder the pain made this young woman scream, like killing a pig.

Yang Xianmao didn't want to look at it anymore, and quickly returned to his own pharmacy.

As soon as he returned to the pharmacy, he heard a voice from inside, and it was the shopkeeper of the medicinal herb merchant last time. He crossed his waist and shouted, "Have you thought about how to repay the remaining five taels or four coins of silver?" I told you, you can't let go of the New Year, you can't repay the debt, it's still the old rule, I have to move your medicinal herbs away. ”

Hearing this, Yang Xianmao's heart sank.

These days, he only cares about autopsy of the corpse, and he forgets to help his father earn money to pay off his debts early. Now the creditor came to ask for the debt again, fortunately, the last time I helped the short and fat son take out the soybeans in his ears and eyes, he earned nearly a tael of silver, and after spending some of it, there was still most of it left, plus the sale of antifreeze cream to the fishermen in the past few days also made some money, but the sum was not enough money, and there were still more than four taels of silver left nowhere to go.

Yang Xianmao stepped in.

When the money shopkeeper saw him, he smiled and said, "Ouch, the little doctor is back, last time you helped your father repay twenty taels of silver, is there any silver left?" Now it's five taels or four dollars, and you can rest assured that you can celebrate the New Year after paying it off, and I am the same, isn't it a good thing?"

Yang Xianmao said: "Isn't it the Chinese New Year yet? There are still a few days to go." Will you take it slowly? We will definitely pay you back before the Chinese New Year. ”

"What are you going to ......?" Suddenly, the money shopkeeper's eyes lit up, he took a closer look at his clothes, stepped forward and touched them with his hand, and said in surprise, "Oh, you are wearing a silk cotton robe, this material is still good, if it is really silk cotton, this set of clothes is worth more than one or two silver!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he turned his eyes to Yang Mingde again, because it was evening, and the light was not very bright, so he didn't notice it just now. Now that I looked closely, I found that Yang Mingde's robe was not an ordinary jacket, so I touched it and said, "Oh, you are also wearing a silk cotton robe, - hey, I said Yang Langzhong, you are not authentic, you still owe me money, but you have money to make silk cotton robes for the New Year, and you don't pay me back if you have money, what is the reason?"

Yang Mingde said: "These clothes were brought back by my son from the Tai Hospital. ”

"So that's the case, then it's easy to do, take these clothes to the pawnshop and sell them, and three silk robes are almost enough. Hurry up, take off your clothes, and I'll accompany you to the pawnshop. - Can I make it clear, I don't have money to pay off my debts, but I have to pay off my debts with medicinal herbs, do you want to keep your clothes or keep your medicinal herbs?"

Yang Mingde sighed and smiled bitterly, and said to Zhang: "Why don't you pawn the clothes to pay off the debt, we have been dealing with it for all these years, can't we pay it back?"

Zhang nodded in agreement, and was about to go to the house to change clothes, but Yang Xianmao said, "Wait, I have something to say." ”

He turned to the money shopkeeper and said, "You said that you paid off the debt before the year, and there are still a few days before the end of the year, and I will find a way to make money to repay you in the past few days." If I don't have enough money to make up by the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, we will take the silk cotton clothes as a way to pay off your debts. What do you think?. ”

The money shopkeeper thought for a while and said: "That's okay, anyway, there are still a few days, I'm still relatively soft-hearted, as long as you can repay the debt, I don't want you to pull out your clothes and pawn them to pay off the debt, that's not authentic." ――I will come to withdraw money again in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, remember, there is no money, but you must pay off the debt as clothes. ”

After that, the money shopkeeper turned around and was about to leave, and felt a little curious, so he asked Yang Xianmao: "Can you tell me how you plan to make five taels or six dollars of silver in these few days? This is not easy to earn, of course, if you have the ability of Doctor Han, you can pay five taels of silver for one visit, then there is no problem." ”

Yang Xuemao said with a straight face: "I have my own way, don't worry about it." ”

"Okay, when I don't say it, take my leave!" the money shopkeeper left the pharmacy.

Yang Mingde sat on the chair decadently and looked at Yang Xianmao: "What is your way to make money?"

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