The original text Xuan sees this kind of difficult miscellaneous disease for the first time, between the facial expression also vaguely can see excitement, return to the courtyard way: "master, that child's body lacks vitamin C, right?"
Song QingHan was not surprised that he knew the word vitamin C, because the pamphlet he had given him described in detail various indispensable elements in the human body. However, he was a little surprised that he could link Zhu Ying's illness to vitamin C so quickly. He asked, "how do you know?"
Hearing this, the original Xuan knew that he had guessed it right. He scratched his head in embarrassment and replied, "because the examples of vitamin C in the pamphlet are oranges and tomatoes. So when I heard what master said before, I guessed that the missing vitamin C was vitamin C. I didn't expect it to be distorted."
Song Xuan thought that he was satisfied with the examination for a few times, but he was still satisfied with it.
The two of them came and went, and when they came back to their senses, they found that the sky had turned dark unconsciously.
Song QingHan got up and cooked his meal. Just as he was preparing to cook, Wu Dahu came out from the gate of the courtyard.
Although it was dark, song QingHan found something in his slightly unnatural posture. Seeing that he wanted to slip into the room, he said, "stop! Did you get hurt? "
Wu Dahu said calmly: "no, it's not a wound. It's hard to avoid some friction when practicing martial arts. Tomorrow will be fine."
Song QingHan didn't believe his lies and directly pulled up his trouser legs. When he saw his swollen ankle, he stopped and said: "is this what you mean by friction? Do you want to rub one now? Show me if you can rub it like this
Now that he had discovered it, Wu Dahu stopped hiding it. He took his hand and went into the room to find the ointment. He said softly: "on the first day of practicing martial arts, the movements and postures were not correct. Therefore, the injury was more serious. It would be better to get used to it after a while."
Although song QingHan knew this truth, he couldn't help but blush when he saw the scars on his body.
He took the ointment from Wu Dahu's hand and intended to apply it gently to Wu Dahu's affected area. He didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly increased his hand strength and made Wu Dahu's eyebrows wrinkled and his mouth closed to prevent him from breathing out in pain.
Seeing this, song QingHan felt heartache again. He put a little light on the action and hummed: "how can it be fast if the congestion is not rubbed? And it is to make you feel pain, you can long memory! Don't think you can easily deceive me. You can see that your joint is swelling caused by exerting too long, say! Have you been practicing martial arts all the time except for eating? "
Wu Dahu saw that he could even see this. He coughed dryly and said honestly: "I was fascinated for a while, so... It won't be like this in the future. Don't worry."
With that, he looked at the angry song QingHan, and his heart moved. He stretched out his hand like a ghost and pinched his white and smooth cheek.
Song QingHan didn't avoid it. After feeling the power on his face, his ears turned red. He clapped Wu Dahu's hand and said, "it's time to eat!"
Wu Dahu looked at Song QingHan's back, which was almost deserted. With a smile in his mouth, he calculated the days in his heart. He found that his roommate could do it.
He just thought, the body had a reaction, and quickly recited the heart clearing mantra several times to get rid of the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind.
Not to say whether song QingHan is willing or not, just say that they are in the state of two children, there is no time to do that.
Alas, it seems that there is still much to grind...
during the meal, song QingHan saw that Wu Dahu's face seemed to be mixed with some resentment. He reflected silently in his heart and found that he had not paid so much attention to Wu Dahu since he had given birth to the child, so he began to think about solutions.
Be gentle with him in the future? What do you say when you're hurt, just rub your medicine in silence?
Take care of the housework? After all, he is very tired when practicing martial arts every day...
but these are all actions. Is there anything you can do spiritually?
Just thinking about it, he said coldly: "you practiced martial arts all day today. It's very good."
Don't men like to be praised? He should be right to do that, right? But why do you feel so uncomfortable?
After eating dinner, Xuan looked around, and for some reason he was suddenly amused by their awkward appearance. He quickly buried his head in a bowl so that they could not find out what he was like.
Wu Dahu looked at Song QingHan strangely. He was confused and said, "it's not very powerful. At the beginning of using a long spear, all aspects are not suitable..."
Song QingHan sighed: "long spear, that's more powerful. Aren't you used to using daggers?"
Although Wu Dahu felt that song QingHan was strange, he was very helpful to his tone. He said with a embarrassed smile: "it's not really powerful. It's the old he taught me. He has a general understanding of all kinds of weapons, so that when you meet an enemy who uses these weapons, you can quickly find the flaws of the other side."
"That makes sense! Eat more, and you will continue to struggle tomorrowWith that, song QingHan stretched out his chopsticks to Wu Dahu and put them into his bowl.
Seeing that Wu Dahu's expression changed from Yin to fine, song QingHan said that men really eat this set. Fortunately, Wu Dahu's temperament is simple and honest, and he won't be praised and his tail will be lifted to the sky. Otherwise, he would have a headache.
After dinner, song QingHan told Wu Dahu what happened in the afternoon. After hearing that song QingHan promised to help a mysterious adult cure his illness, Wu Dahu was worried, but he didn't say much, because he believed that song QingHan had his own sense of propriety, but he couldn't? Nothing else. Fighting and escaping is enough.
However, when he heard that there was a "Su" in the name of the adult, Wu Dahu's face was stiff and stiff for a while. He didn't know what he remembered. Although song QingHan found out, he didn't want to say more. It's impossible for Zuo Wuhu to know the adult. Maybe it was the same word in people he knew before.
Because Wu Dahu has to practice martial arts every day and has no time to accompany him to pick seasonings and Luohanguo in the mountains, the bored song QingHan and Xiaoshi together eat and sleep at home. Five days later, seeing Zhu Lao come to visit him again, he remembers that it is almost time to see Zhai su.
This visit to Zhai Su's home is different from the last time. There are several more "tails".
Not only did doctor Shi come with the original Xuan, but also old man Gao, who seemed to have brought his husband.
Zhai Su saw so many people, but his expression was still calm. After saying hello one by one, he put his eyes on song QingHan and said quietly, "doctor song, my stomach has been cured, and there is no discomfort in other places. Can I go on with the next step?"
Seeing that he offered his own information, song QingHan said, "well," he went up to check the situation of the tumor, asked several questions he had asked last time, and then calmly said, "since you are ready, let's have the operation today."
Then, he told Zhai Su of the possible risks in the operation one by one. Finally, he took a piece of rice paper directly from his arms and handed it to Zhai su. He calmly said, "if you have no other questions, please write your name here."
Zhai Su was stunned, but still did not hesitate to take the Xuan paper. When he saw the top sentence, a haze flashed in his eyes, but he signed his name without a word.
Zhu turned his head secretly and was surprised at the words above. He lost his voice and said: "this, this..."
Song QingHan took the Xuan paper and calmly said, "I will try my best, but no one can predict what may happen during the operation. In order to protect my rights and interests, this paper must be signed."
Don't worry, Zhai Su's character is one thing, signing is one thing, otherwise modern medicine will not regard signing informed consent as a standard action before operation.
Seeing that old Zhu still wanted to speak, Zhai Su raised his hand and motioned that he didn't need to say more. He flashed appreciation into song QingHan's eyes and said with a light smile: "nothing. I've already known the risks that the senior official song said, and I'm willing to accept the unpredictable results. If there's anything else doctor song needs, please tell me directly."
He took out the wine from the wine jar and asked him to drink it
Zhai Su opened the jar and smelled the sweet wine. He was stunned and burst into a smile. Although he didn't know the purpose of song QingHan's drinking, he still drank all the wine in the jar.
Song QingHan looked at Zhai Su's confused eyes, nodded with satisfaction, put the empty altar away, helped him lie down, and let yuanxuan tie his hands and feet with rags.
With the experience of tying up the head of an acrobatic troupe last time, Xuan became familiar with the kidnapping this time. Especially in the aspect of tightness, he made a very obvious progress. He knew to ask the patient's feelings and adjusted it to the appropriate strength.
After finishing the preparation, song QingHan put the scalpel on the fire for a moment, quickly waved the knife, and drew along the edge of Zhai Su's tumor.
In terms of difficulty, this operation is as difficult as that of the head of the acrobatic troupe. However, in terms of the fineness, it is even better.
Because the tumor is surrounded by intact skin, one more point is equivalent to destroying Zhai Su's capacity, and one less point will leave the possibility of tumor recurrence. In addition, the edge of the tumor is not a right angle arc. Therefore, the operation requires higher precision.
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