The Doctor's Concubine: Kick the Scumbag King and I Want to Be a Dandy Girl in the Capital

When performing surgery on Xiu Lingce and Xiu Yuancang, no one must see it, and they must not be interrupted during the operation.

This guarding work must be done by Xiu Lingqun.

Xiu Luoran was just looking for someone to call Xiu Lingqun when he showed up:

"Luoluo, I have arranged your land for you. I exchanged the three plots of land for one plot of 1,000 acres. The land is a bit thin and next to the river."

Xiu Lingran asked, "A flooded land?"

"No, it's on a hillside with a big river at the bottom of the hill."

"It's good to have a river. Have you checked the land you exchanged? Is it barren or has it been planted?

If there is wasteland, ask people to pull out the weeds and plant autumn vegetables, more radishes and Chinese mustard, and some cabbage to save for winter consumption.

If your people are too busy, you can hire someone else to do the work. Labor is cheap anyway."

It’s not too late to plant autumn vegetables now.

"Okay, I'll give you the land deed. I'll ask someone to plant some vegetables right away."

Xiu Luoran hurriedly called him: "Third brother, don't leave yet, I was just looking for you. I have already set a date for my eldest brother and our father to receive treatment, and the guarding work is up to you. Is that okay?"

"Don't worry, it's totally fine. On that day, I'll call all my people over and I'll leave first."

Xiu Luoran came to find Xiu Lingmo:

"Mo'er, you must stay calm when you're operating on our father and brother. No matter what you see, don't get mad, understand?"

"Sister, will big brother and father bleed a lot?"

"There are so many. Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid."

Xiu Luoran saw Hongying go out, so she pretended to take out the surgical tools from her backpack and asked Xiu Lingmo to identify them again.

"Moer, your job that day was very important. In addition to handing me the tools, you also had to wipe my sweat."

"Sister, I remember."

Xiu Luoran returned to his room and made one last check of the items needed for the operation.

The fine cotton cloth used as gauze had been boiled in boiling water and cut into wide strips.

She has purified the liquor and increased its alcohol content, and she uses it as disinfectant alcohol.

The plaster stone has been processed, the spare thin iron rods prepared for leg bandages have also been disinfected, and two bamboo pole stands for IV drips have been made.

She also asked Hongying to help make surgical gowns, masks, and hats.

All the surgical tools and medicines used are in her small space.

Her small space, which she had obtained by chance in her previous life, was only one cubic meter.

Although it is small, the things in the space can be regenerated.

Once something is consumed, it will be regenerated.

The small space was packed with items including an operating box, several sets of scrubs, and some jewelry and makeup.

Her usual weapons, ammunition and tools, some alternative powders, and her entire fortune - a pile of gold bars, and a little Chinese currency and US dollars.

In addition, there were many IV tubes and various commonly used medicines that she prepared to give away.

In his previous life, Xiu Luoran officially started taking on special agent missions when he was in his twenties.

She planned to work until she was 45 and then retire, find a place with mountains and water, build a small villa, and live a peaceful life.

Unexpectedly, he died in Heizhou at the age of 38.

That time she went abroad to Africa, after completing her mission, on her way back, she planned to give the medicines she had prepared to a small clinic that had helped her before.

As a result, she was killed by a high-density stray bullet from a terrorist organization and traveled to the Tianhe Dynasty.

……

Two days later, in Xiu Luoran's room, Xiu Lingce's broken leg was being reattached...

Xiu Lingqun brought a lot of people, and together with the family's male servants, they guarded Xiu Luoran's yard tightly.

All the doors were guarded by Xiu Lingqun's men. The male servants in the house were in the light, while Xiu Lingqun's men were in the dark.

In the room, Xiu Luoran was performing surgery, and her little assistant Xiu Lingmo was standing beside her to help.

Xiu Yuancang stood far away from them, standing near the door and watching.

Xiu Luoran didn't let him watch and asked him to help Xiu Lingqun guard the door, but Xiu Yuancang insisted on watching and guarding.

I don’t know how much time has passed, Xiu Yuancang found that the palms of his clenched hands were full of sweat.

He was too far away to see anything, but he kept hearing his daughter asking for tools and the sound of surgical tools being put into the tray. His heart almost jumped into his throat.

A long time passed, yet it seemed like just a short time.

Suddenly, he heard Xiu Luoran say:

"Mo'er, it's done. You've done a great job. Come to Daddy's place. Help Daddy and the two of you to rest for a while."

"it is good."

Xiu Yuancang stood still. He stretched his head and saw his son's legs wrapped tightly in white cloth. He also saw his daughter hanging something on a bamboo rack, which seemed to contain water.

There is something like a thread hanging below, but it is much thicker than a thread and seems to be transparent.

Seeing her daughter busy for a while, she gently covered her son with a blanket and walked towards him.

"Dad, it's okay. The operation was successful. In less than half a year, my brother's legs will be as good as normal."

"Really?"

"real."

"Great!"

After Xiu Yuancang finished speaking, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

His eldest son, his outstanding eldest son, his son who was like a rare talent among men, was finally able to stand up!

Xiu Luoran ignored her excited father and asked Xiu Lingmo:

"Mer, take a rest for a while, then perform surgery on Dad. Can you do it?"

"Sister, I can do it."

Seeing the eldest brother's heroic feat of not making a sound even when his leg was broken, I learned from him. It doesn't matter if he is just a little bit tired.

Xiu Yuancang had regained his composure by this time, and he asked Xiu Luoran:

"Luoluo, how about Dad treat you tomorrow?"

Although he was not watching, he saw that his youngest son would wipe his daughter's sweat every few minutes, so he knew how hard his daughter was working.

Xiu Luoran smiled: "Dad, it's okay, I can handle it. Besides, your disease is easy for me."

It’s just taking out something wrapped in the flesh. It’s not difficult for her, a skilled surgeon.

Xiu Yuancang has been suffering from this chronic illness for many years.

On the battlefield, his left shoulder near the collarbone was hit by a gold coin dart, and the dart was deeply embedded in the flesh.

Because the dart had hit the patient close to a blood vessel (the aorta), the doctor did not dare to use a knife to remove the golden dart, fearing that the bleeding would not stop.

The gold dart remained in Xiu Yuancang's body, causing him unbearable pain when he moved even slightly. It was especially painful when the weather was bad.

Xiu Yuancang was also a man. He had survived the severe pain for many years without any impact on his ability to lead troops in battle. He only took some painkillers when the pain became unbearable.

After hearing his daughter say that there was no problem, Xiu Yuancang agreed to have the surgery.

Compared with Xiu Lingce's operation, this operation is so easy.

Xiu Yuancang didn't even feel any pain, and his daughter told him that it was done and showed him the gold coin dart she had taken out.

Xiu Yuancang gently moved his left arm, and well, it really didn’t hurt that much anymore.

The pain he felt now was just the pain from the surgical sutures, which was completely within his tolerance.

Xiu Yuancang was overjoyed and stood up to leave, but was stopped by Xiu Luoran:

"Dad, you are now a wounded soldier, take good care of your wound. If it becomes festered, your arm will be useless."

Was it possible? With her, a surgical expert, it was impossible.

She was just trying to scare Xiu Yuancang, telling him not to get too excited and not to move his arm around and tear the wound again.

Xiu Yuancang has indeed become obedient.

He lay quietly on the bed next to his son, and the two of them were receiving intravenous drips together.

Looking at the medicine bottles on the bamboo shelf beside the bed and the drip tubes hanging from the bottom of the bottles, he felt it was very interesting and magical.

Xiu Luoran called Hongying and asked her to watch the medicine in the bottle and come to her when it was all gone. She and Xiu Lingmo were resting in the next room.

At the same time, let Hongying keep an eye on Xiu Yuancang and don't let him move around.

……

The seventh prince Yi Jingge and the fifth prince Yi Jingxuan came to the Marquis of Zhenxi's Mansion.

"Fifth brother, Xiu Lingqun is my good friend, let's go play with him."

"Ok."

Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I accompanied Xiaoqi to the Marquis' Mansion to meet friends.

When we arrived at the gate of the marquis' mansion, it was closed.

Yi Jingge knocked on the door and the doorman said that the masters were busy today and could not receive guests, so please come back another day.

Looking at the closed door, Yi Jingge was puzzled:

"Fifth brother, Xiu Lingqun told me that I can come and play with him anytime. I know he's in the mansion these days, why won't he let me in?"

Yi Jingxuan shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Yi Jingge thought about it, then pulled Yi Jingxuan to the small garden behind Xiu Luoran's yard:

"Fifth brother, you are good at Qinggong, jump up first and take a look. If there is no one, then pull me up."

Yi Jingxuan jumped lightly and climbed onto the top of the wall.

From a distance, he saw Xiu Lingqun walking towards the garden carrying a wooden bucket.

Yi Jingxuan made a gesture to Yi Jingge outside the wall, telling him not to speak, and Yi Jingxuan hid behind a big tree.

Why did Xiu Lingqun carry the wooden barrel himself? Couldn't he ask a servant to do it?