I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

"Pre-operative notice." Luo Qianhuai took a piece of silk that had been prepared from Xingxuan. On it was the pre-operative notice that she had rewritten in Da Yu's style.

Naturally, it is impossible to be as detailed as in the previous life, but the matters that need to be explained are clearly stated in plain and easy-to-understand language.

Mr. Tingwei pulled him over. As soon as he took a look, his brows twisted into the Chinese character "Chuan":

"The surgery in this article...means?"

"Operative resection." Luo Qianhuai quickly said: "The intestinal carbuncle in the patient's abdomen is likely to have ulcerated and perforated, so medicine cannot save it. But if the abdominal cavity is opened immediately, the gangrenous part is removed and then sutured back, half of it will still be left. The chances of saving people are high.”

"Half chance?" Mr. Tingwei's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes as he looked directly into hers.

Luo Qianhuai did not flinch: "If you continue to waste time like this, you won't be even half sure."

"Okay." Mr. Tingwei waved his hand crisply: "I will do as you say. If you need anything, I will cooperate unconditionally."

He didn't even mention the consequences of failed treatment at this moment. The disclaimer on the pre-operative notice is a joke. If Wang Tai really died in Tingwei Mansion, then he wouldn't even be able to save his own life, so how could he care about these doctors.

Not to mention, the young lady in front of me who disemboweled Wang Tai with her own hands.

In short, everything is fine if the person can be saved, but it is useless to say anything if he cannot be saved.

After receiving his agreement, Luo Qianhuai felt relieved.

"Let all the other doctors go." She tried to bargain with Master Tingwei: "The intestinal carbuncle has reached an advanced stage, and it is not their fault that the disease cannot be cured. Immediately carry them to Ji'antang, where there are arrangements The operating room and various equipment can greatly improve the chance of successful surgery."

"What Luo Langzhong means is that if the patient has any shortcomings, your Ji'antang is willing to shoulder the responsibility?" Lord Tingwei had a cold smile on his lips and stared at her intently.

Luo Qianhuai's heart trembled. To put it very lightly, it's as if everyone is staying here together, and if the patient is not cured, you are ready to spare others.

Now that she has stood up, this responsibility must be shouldered no matter what, so why not free others. To put it bluntly, even if the patient does not survive the disease in the end, at least some excellent seeds can be preserved for Xinglin.

She knew her uncle, there were some things that she didn't need to communicate in advance, and he would definitely make the same choice.

"Patients' lives are always in danger. If you don't have any objections, it's better to send the person over quickly," she reminded.

Mr. Tingwei sneered: "I don't know where my life is yet, but I want to think carefully for those who have nothing to do with it. How to deal with those quack doctors is my own decision. You just try your best to save people."

After he said this, he turned around and said loudly: "Prepare the car!"

Luo Qianhuai had actually heard the meaning of Lord Tingwei's words. He thought that if things were not harmonious, the lives of those doctors should be saved. But correspondingly, all the responsibilities fell on Ji'antang.

This kind of anger sounds completely unreasonable, but in a feudal powerful society, it was commonplace and there was no room for reasoning.

The patient was transferred smoothly and quickly, and Wen Pu also returned to Ji'antang. The operating room had been laid out long ago, and it was disinfected with quicklime and medical alcohol before it was put into use.

Candles as thick as a child's arm were lit, and nine huge bronze mirrors served as shadowless lamps. The plain white silk that had been disinfected and dried long ago was cut into pieces and stacked for later use. Several sets of various surgical instruments have been made in advance, and a lot of disposable negative pressure aspirators made of pig urine and ceramic hanging bottles connected to sheep intestine tubes have also been prepared.

Luo Qianhuai had organized several simulation drills of surgeries before, and both Tan Feiyanshu and Xingxuan participated, so he was not panicked when the matter came to pass. He boiled and boiled the hemp and prepared Sanhuang Decoction, hemostatic powder and blood-enhancing anti-inflammatory decoction. The preparation...the preparations are done in a safe and orderly manner,

Both inside and outside Ji'an Hall were tightly surrounded by the sergeants of Tingwei Mansion. Mr. Tingwei stood in the yard, looking at him coldly with his anxious mood, and seemed to get a little bit of comfort.

"The operation will begin soon." Before Xingxuan closed the door, he specifically told him: "The operation is expected to last half an hour or more. During this period, no one is allowed to intrude here, otherwise the patient's life will not be saved. Please forgive me."

Lord Tingwei looked around and said to Chai Zhiguo, the captain of the guard army: "Did you hear that?"

The latter solemnly clasped his fists and said: "My subordinates will be on guard and guard to the death, not even a fly can fly in!"

Mr. Tingwei nodded, and then moved to enter the door.

"Adults are not allowed in." Xingxuan frowned: "Your clothes are not sterilized, and the operating room is small, so it is better for you to wait outside."

"Heh." Mr. Tingwei twitched his lips: "I must stay close by, otherwise how will you know whether you are treating illnesses and saving people, or injuring people and killing them?"

Xingxuan was furious: "Who else in this world can do this skill of caesarean section to save people, except our eldest lady? Sir, just wait and see, don't smear my eldest lady like this."

Lord Tingwei raised his eyebrows again: "So, Mr. Luo has used this method to save others before?" He said while pushing Xingxuan away in a grand manner. The people inside were too important. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't be able to let go.

For a person like him, it is impossible to trust others with his life and property at any time.

"Of course..." As soon as Xingxuan answered with two words, he was pushed aside. She subconsciously wanted to take action, but Chai Zhiguo, who was behind him, and other soldiers, pulled out half of the knife.

That's right, this is no longer the case before. If she follows Madam Luo, she can no longer fight against the government.

"Sir, please come in." Luo Qianhuai's voice came from the screen.

Xingxuan lowered his hands and gave way. After Mr. Tingwei entered, he glared at Chai Zhiguo fiercely and then closed the door heavily.

There was a pungent smell of wine in the house, which Zhang Shichang didn't like. He was about to go around the screen in front of him when he was stopped by Yan Shu coming out.

"Wash hands and disinfect, change clothes, shoes and hats." He took a homemade spray bottle and sprayed the two of them from head to toe. The strong smell of alcohol in the air made Zhang Shichang's eyebrows twist into knots.

"What is this?" He said dissatisfiedly.

"In order to create a sterile environment, avoid infection, and improve the success rate of surgery." Yan Shu is a good student and can recite it quite skillfully.

"Sister Xingxuan, you go change into sterile clothes and prepare to help. I will wait for you, sir."

He took out a sterile linen suit that had been sterilized long ago, including a coat, hat, gloves, mask and shoe covers, and helped Mr. Tingwei put it on carefully.