"Prepare a room, be spacious and bright, boil hot water, find a few more lamps to come over, and place them in the four corners of the room, preferably a chandelier......"

"Okay, come on, prepare as Master Meng said!"

"No!"

"My lord, I don't know your name yet?" Meng Yan asked the Qianhu, using his words to divert his attention.

"The official's surname is Duan, and the single name is a martial character!"

"It turned out to be Lord Duan, under such pain, Lord Duan can endure it for so long, and the mark is admired!"

"Lord Meng praised it falsely......" Duan Qianhu's forehead was sweating like rain, and his whole body was already soaked.

"Do you have warm water, pick a little salt and put it in it, and send it to Master Duan!" Meng Yan commanded left and right.

"Thank you!"

The pain is constant, intermittent, and worse each time.

"Why hasn't Shen Cong arrived yet?"

"Lord Meng, the room and hot water are ready!" Guo Nu sent someone to report.

"Carry Master Duan over, be careful, wash Lord Duan's body first, and wait for me to pass!"

"No!"

"Childe...... Shen Cong and Lin Tianxing rushed over with the medicine box on their backs, followed by Wen Liangdong, who was panting.

"Come, quick, change clothes, sterilize, prepare for surgery!" Meng Yan ordered straightforwardly.

"Yes!"

"Brother Meng, what about me?" Wen Liangdong asked excitedly, this is an opportunity to observe and learn in actual combat, how could he miss it.

"Brother Wen, you also change your clothes. After entering, listen to the arrangement between me and Shen Cong, understand? Meng Yan said.

"Understood!"

As soon as the qiē is ready, all the surgical tools are sterilized in place, and the lights are ready.

"Tianxing, guard the door, don't let anyone enter the operating room, and notify Duan Qianhu's family!" Meng Yan ordered.

"Got it, Childe!"

"Shen Cong, Brother Wen. Let's go in! Meng Yan greeted. and Shen Cong and Wen Liangdong entered this temporary operating room.

The operating table was built with a makeshift wooden plank, a quilt was spread on it, and two charcoal fires were burned in the room to ensure that the temperature in the room was not too low.

"Shen Cong. Start anesthesia! Meng Yan ordered.

"Yes. Childe! ”

Shen Cong poured the anesthetic that had already been prepared into Duan Qianhu's mouth. Oral anesthetics are relatively slow, so Meng Yan is also supplemented by acupuncture. to achieve the effect of rapid anesthesia!

After about a cup of tea, Duan Qianhu's eyes closed, he lost his consciousness and fell asleep.

"Brother Wen, Duan Qianhu's tongue is dark red, the tongue coating is thin white or yellowish, the pulse is slow and tight, the pain around the umbilicus is severe, accompanied by fever symptoms, I diagnosed it as intestinal carbuncle, and the symptoms have reached severe qi, I asked just now, there were such symptoms before, but after it was normal, or the symptoms were reduced after taking medicine, just now I checked the abdomen and found a lump and a hard lump, so it must be surgically treated!" Meng Yan took advantage of Shen Cong's skin disinfection to explain to Wen Liangdong.

Wen Liangdong checked his pulse and said: "I agree with Brother Meng's judgment, it is a severe intestinal carbuncle, in this case, the fatality rate is extremely high!" ”

"Childe, it's okay!"

"Okay, Shen Cong, you stand opposite me, Brother Wen, you stand on my left side, pay attention to my knife technique."

"Good!"

It was the first time for Wen Liangdong to see someone break his stomach, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Sting!

Meng Yan went under the knife quickly, only to see that Duan Qianhu's white belly was opened with a three-inch opening, revealing a layer of white flowery fat!

"Brother Wen, look carefully, when you go under the knife, you have to pay attention to the knife, if it is light, you have to make a second knife and a third knife, which will increase the pain of the patient, and if it is heavy, it will hurt the organs inside, and according to the different physique of the individual, determine the strength and angle of the knife, as well as the length of the knife!"

"Taught!"

"The most critical point is to find the location of the lesion, if you can't find the location of the lesion after a knife, then the patient will have to suffer a second knife, which is undoubtedly a huge pain for the patient......"

"Brother Wen, come and see, Duan Qianhu's illness is here, this section of the small intestine is inflamed, and yellow pus has appeared, once this pus bag ruptures, the entire abdomen will be this kind of pus, with the current means, he has only a dead end!"

Wen Liangdong nodded, and there was already a fine bead of sweat on his forehead because of nervousness.

"Be especially careful when going under the knife, don't break the pus, find the right position, and go down with a knife, just like this!"

Meng Yan was talking, the knife in his hand did not stop, and after three or two efforts, an abscess cecum was cut off.

"Brother Meng, if this cecum is cut off, will it have an impact on the human body?" Wen Liangdong asked.

"Every organ in the human body is useful, and removing one of them will have an impact, but the cecum is a degraded organ in the human body, and the role it can play has been unneeded or replaced by other organs, so cutting it off and removing it will have too much impact!" Meng Yan explained.

"Which medical book says this, and why have I never seen it?" Wen Liangdong asked suspiciously.

"I don't remember either, maybe it's said in the Book of Difficulty, right?"

"I'm very familiar with the "Book of Difficulties", and I don't have this record." Wen Liangdong said with great certainty.

"That's the "Green Capsule Sutra"?"

"The "Green Capsule Sutra" of the medical saint Hua Tuo!" Wen Liangdong was shocked and waited for the big eyes.

"What, what's weird?" Meng Yan asked.

"Brother Meng has read Hua Tuo's "Green Capsule Sutra". Wen Liangdong's hands trembled excitedly.

"No, the "Green Capsule Sutra" has long been lost, how can I read it?" Meng Yan suddenly thought that although Hua Tuo's "Qing Capsule Sutra" was preserved, it had long been lost, and later generations had excavated some fragments from an ancient tomb, and the real "Qing Capsule Sutra" had already gone to hell with Hua Tuo himself.

I have to say that this "Green Capsule Sutra" has not been handed down, and it is too great a loss for the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

Hua Tuo's invention of "Ma Boiling San" was also lost, which is also a great regret in the history of Chinese medicine.

"Brother Meng. You're just going to give the foolish brother the truth, okay? Wen Liangdong said urgently.

"There are so many medical books, where do I remember this so clearly, this, can you let me go back and think about it, and then answer Brother Wen?" Meng Yan made excuses while sewing the knife edge with mulberry thread.

"Okay, I'll wait!"

"Shen Cong, after disinfection, bandage!"

"Yes, Childe!" Shen Cong took it. Go ahead and take care of the rest.

"Let's get out. Outside, Lord Guo, they must have been waiting in a hurry. Meng Yan pulled down his mask and said.

It's out, it's out......

"Stone, how is Duan Qianhu?" Guo Nu asked with concern, Duan Wuming was one of his important cadres. If something happens to him. It will affect Duan Wuming's important position.

"It's fine. It should wake up soon, by the way, Duan Qianhu's family. Is it coming? Meng Yan asked.

"Mrs. Duan is here, in the front hall!"

"I'll go see Mrs. Duan, and there are some precautions to explain, Duan Qianhu needs to recuperate for a period of time before he can be on duty!" Meng Yan explained.

"Okay, Lao Da, go with the stones!" Guo Nu ordered Lao Da.

About half an hour later, Duan Wuming Qianhu woke up from anesthesia, saw his wife, and was about to get up, when he suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in his lower abdomen.

"Sir, don't move!"

"Ma'am, why are you here?" Duan Wuming lay down again.

"It was Master Guo who sent someone to call me at home, saying that you are sick and undergoing surgery, and I am afraid that I am frightened!"

"Surgery, yes, surgery!" Duan Wuming then remembered that he had an intestinal carbuncle, and it was Meng Yan who decided to operate on him and gave him a bowl of anesthetic, and then he didn't know anything.

"Master Meng said, he made a knife on your stomach, cut off some diseased tissue, and took it out, you are fine now, but you can't eat yet, if you are thirsty, you can only soak your lips with water a little!" Mrs. Duan said.

"I can't eat, so what should I do, I'm hungry?"

"Bear with me, Master Meng said, as long as you breathe, you can eat!" Mrs. Duan said with some embarrassment.

"Ventilation?"

"It's just fart."

"Madam, what do you mean, I didn't scold you?"

"Master Duan, you still don't understand, ventilation means farting, not scolding you for farting!" Meng Yan pushed the door and came in.

"Oh, oh, ma'am, I'm sorry, I didn't understand!" Duan Wuming hurriedly apologized.

"Lord Duan, what do you think?"

"It's good, but it still hurts a little, I heard Madame say, what did you cut from my body?" Duan Wuming asked.

"It's the cecum, do you want to take a look, it's all suppurated?" Meng Yan said with a smile, "If this pus comes out, you won't be saved." ”

"Thank you, Lord Meng, you are my old man's savior!"

"Master Duan, don't say that, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, not to mention that we are still colleagues, how can I see death without saving it?" Meng Yan Road.

"Anyway, Lord Meng's life-saving grace, my old Duan will not forget it." Duan Wuming said solemnly.

"Lord Duan is here to observe for three days, and if there is no problem, you can go home to recuperate." Meng Yan Road.

"Three more days to observe?"

"Of course, as long as your knife edge is not inflamed, red and swollen within three days, it will be fine, but after you go back, you must pay attention to hygiene, especially near the knife edge, and do not touch the water, remember."

"Remembered."

"I have explained some other precautions to Mrs. Duan, and she will supervise you."

"Master, Master Meng told me some taboo things, during the period of your recuperation, you can't get the color of the wine, and there are ......"

"Okay, long-winded, let's talk about these when I go home, in front of Lord Meng, you said that these are not the axes of the class?"

"Okay, Lord Duan, Mrs. Duan, I won't bother, retire!" After Meng Yan finished his duties, he turned around and opened the door and left.

Back at Songhe Tower, it was almost dawn.

"Tired, I'll go boil water for you and soak in it?" Wen Xiaoyu opened the door to let Meng Yan in, and said distressedly.

"No need, I'll sleep for a while, you go get some food, I'm hungry." Meng Yan looked a little tired, and slapped Wen Xiaoyu's buttocks.

Wen Xiaoyu nodded, got up and went downstairs to get some pastries, but found Meng Yan and Yi lying on the bed, already snoring.

"Mrs. Rain, my family ......"

"The adult is asleep, what is there to wait for him to wake up!" Smell the light rain road.

"But?"

"It's nothing, don't you want to exhaust you adults to death?" A trace of coldness flashed in Wen Xiaoyu's eyes, and he scolded.

"Don't dare!"

"It's okay if you don't dare, if there's anything, I'll talk about it later." Wen Xiaoyu said, "Does it matter?" ”

"Regarding the thirty-third mouse, we found some clues, so we rushed to tell Master Sù?" Don laughed.

"The thirty-third mouse?"

"Mrs. Rain, this is a case we handled, the mouse is just a code name, in fact, he is a personal ......" (to be continued......