The grass seeks the end of the world

When seeing Wang Xie, Cai Anhe smiled reassuringly: "Chongfang is in good spirits these days." Wang Xie's brows and eyes were less gloomy and indifferent. How long has it been since he showed such a relaxed expression?Cai Anhe secretly speculated, could something happy happen?

"It's very good," Wang Xie didn't deny, "It's been so hard for Anhe to come here... Well, can Anhe take a rest first?" Looking at it with his eyes, there is still something he doesn't understand, Doctor Cai is still jealous too big.

Cai Anhe and the old face had a fever, and the two exchanged a knowing look. Wang Xie led Cai Anhe to take care of each other's back pain, so he walked slowly to his yard and asked Dr. Cai how his life was going. How about it, how is Dr. Cai, or something like that.

Whether it was in the letter or along the way, he didn't explain Yue Mo's injury in detail. After all, it's up to the doctor to make his own judgment. If he described it in advance, he might give a preconceived impression and ignore some minor illnesses.

——This is also about Yuemo, Wang Xie is very careful, if another patient is changed, he will be arbitrary and will never work with another doctor.

Yue Mo received the news early, received the official documents and letters, and called Feifei and Luan Shi to come over—of course, with Yue Mo's tacit consent, Feifei beat Lu Shi beforehand. If you don't have a good relationship, you will lose face to the young master. If you follow the young master, you must show a good upbringing. In his heart, Su Shi also had the heart to fight for the young master's face, so he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

When Cai Anhe met Yue Mo, he felt sorry for the burns on his face and neck. If this appearance could not be restored, it would be a real sigh.After carefully studying the injury, he and Wang Xie began to discuss how to deal with it.Yuemo’s wound is too large and difficult to heal. There are only a few methods, one is to recover naturally, the other is to stretch and expand the skin around the scar and suture it, and the third is to cut a large piece of complete skin graft from the waist and legs to cover it On the scar, the fourth is to take a thick skin graft and transplant it together with the skin and flesh.

In the medical precedents, it is not that there is no such thing as skin grafting, but it is often replaced by dog ​​skin or chicken skin.The former is pasted on the abdomen to heal gold wounds and broken intestines, while the latter is to use one or two live roosters, quickly tear the skin of the chicken and stick it on the wound, suture it with human skin, wrap it up carefully, wrap it around to keep warm, and use it more For neck injuries such as throat cutting.

Not using one's own skin is nothing more than a serious injury caused by a gut break or a severe throat cut.It's just that after the patient recovers, the scars are obviously different from his own body, or the pores are enlarged, or animal hair simply grows.

—but that was someone else.

Although Wang Xie doesn't care about this, but he has better methods and more time to treat his sweetheart, why not do better?

The most appropriate method is naturally the first one, but it also takes the longest time, Yue Mo can't afford to wait.Wang Xiexin belongs to the second and fourth methods, which can cover the scars, leaving scars that are not more than a line and are easy to remove.

It's just that it's not easy to use a knife on the injured part of Yue Mo, and it has to be considered. After all, the removal of flesh and blood will cause harm to the body itself. It is a last resort when conditions permit. , if you can't move it, you won't move it.As for the entanglement and adhesion of the muscles, it needs to be combed manually. If the combing fails, the necrotic parts can be amputated, and the muscles can be regrown by the method of promoting regeneration for continuity.

The lunch was shared by three people. At first, Dr. Cai was worried that the patient would not feel comfortable listening to it. Dr. Wang shook his head and said it was okay. Yue Mo interjected and said that if you have any questions, it would be better to ask him directly, so the three of them happily ate in the room .

Qin Zhengwei, who was going to perform at the dinner table today, once again failed her expectations. She cheered herself up and made sure to impress Wang Xie. After saying hello to Pei Hui, she went back to the room to endorse the book after dinner.

Xiao Shizi wants to use a knife on his body on a large scale, which is not a trivial matter.Before Cai Anhe arrived, Wang Xie had already made a list, and Yue Mo ordered his men to search for medicines. All kinds of medicinal materials were sent to Yufei Village continuously in the dark.In just a few days, a side room of the small courtyard was filled with half a room full of large boxes and small boxes.

In addition to medicinal materials, good wine from large altars, piles of snowflake fine silk, a large amount of soft fine white cloth, fine rice flour, silver charcoal, small stove... moved to Wang Xie's yard like flowing water.There are even several pots of leeches, two beehives, and three baskets of poisonous snakes—of course, living creatures such as bee snakes and leeches dare not enter the courtyard and keep them far away.

Wang Xie picked and picked and picked again and again, admiring that it really is good to have power and status.Yue Mo smiled and asked if he wanted to flatter and hug his thigh since he was so envious.As soon as Wang Xie heard it, he immediately tried his best, and even pushed his nose up and asked if it was okay to hug other places, Yue Mo raised his eyebrows and asked: "If I say no, can Chongfang's hand come out from under my skirt?"

The answer must be "no".

More answers must be "make progress".

Yue Mo couldn't bear to be like Dr. Cai, who went straight up and kicked, so being thanked by Wang... ahem.

The concubine in Los Angeles finally realized that her precious son was definitely hiding something from her, so she rushed to the prince with a gun, and when she slapped the table to challenge the palace, Wang Xie solemnly handed Yue Mo a bowl of anesthetic.

Yue Mo was lying on the table covered with a clean white cloth, besides Wang Xie, there were Cai Anhe and Feifei who were solemnly standing beside him.Cai Anhe and Wang Xie are the two surgeons, while Feifei has some kung fu and is in charge of acupressure and miscellaneous tasks.Pei Hui and Luan Shi are outside the house, and they are also on standby at any time - this is just in case, if something unexpected happens, they are busy boiling water or decocting medicine.

The empty room with only one long table has been cleaned long ago. Clear water and spirits, fine white silk on brand-new cloth towels, bottles and jars of ointment, powder and medicine soup, knives, scissors, tweezers, needles and thread, etc. have been checked at least five times.

Yue Mo's whole body was covered only by a single sheet, which covered three inches below the navel. He took Wang Xie's hand and drank all the medicine. There was a hint of sweetness in his mouth—naturally, Wang Xie specially added some licorice to the medicine. —— Smiling and nodding, he looked at everyone one by one: "Thank you, everyone." His eyes finally settled on Wang Xie.The person who bothered him the most was his Ah Xiao. He had heard about Ah Xiao’s novels, and the drugs that he usually sprinkled would be a bit poisonous. The improved anesthetic would make him feel more comfortable.

Feifei stepped forward and clicked on the Yuemo sleeping point.She didn't understand why the young master was so confident, but she supported all the young master's decisions.

Wang Xie saw that Yue Mo's eyes were closed and his breathing was long, so he took the gold needle and pricked several parts. When he found no response, he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Start."

Even though she was approaching her sixtieth birthday, the concubine was as well maintained as she was before, and her eyebrows and eyes were still graceful and graceful, as before—and the silver gun in her hand was also as sharp as before.

The prince's hands trembled, and on the painting that he had worked hard for three hours, a lot of blue flowers dripped, turning the picture of a beautiful woman into a guide for evil spirits. "Oh, oh, this is the birthday gift I prepared for my wife..." Before the prince had time to feel pain in his heart, the princess shot the beauty on the side of the cheek: "Dayue, what happened to my son?"

The prince looked helplessly at the finger-deep hole in the middle of his five-inch-thick rosewood painting table, and couldn't help shivering: "Xiao Yan'er, you have something to say, ah, it's easy to say."

"Huh..." The old couple and old wives call each other by nicknames, and usually take it as a joke, but now the princess can't care about it. After all, the son is the flesh that fell from his body, and he must be more important than the husband.

At this time, Yue Mo's body was cut for the first time. The cut was straight and moderately deep, and the hand holding the knife was dry and stable.

Blood flowed out from under the knife after a short meal, and Feifei wiped it away with a cloth towel.

When the princess was too angry and quiet, and the prince could not be calmed down with a frowning face, he quietly sent a letter to the emperor for help.

The emperor was "persuaded" by the concubine's force and had to issue an order to draw up an order. When Xuan Xiaoshi returned to Los Angeles, Wang Xie sewed up the last piece of Yuemo's skin and tied it into a beautiful knot. Feifei cut the end of the thread with small scissors.

And when this urgent edict was still on the way, Yue Mo was lying on the bed, ordered not to move at all, and was listening to Feifei reading a letter to him—handwritten by the leader of Fanlu Villa, His Royal Highness Mi Wang, the original owner's father.

The wound was sutured with high-quality mulberry sutures. Five or six days later, the sutures on Yue Mo's face, shoulders, hands, and body have been removed in turn, and the stitches are still conspicuous. However, the left hand has not been removed due to the lack of flesh and joints. .

Wang Xie took a picture of him with a bronze mirror, laughed at him as a centipede spirit, and wrapped the wound with light and fine silk to prevent the wound from deforming.

Of course, in the end, the matter ended with Wang Xie consciously sending his ear to Yue Mo's lips, begging to be bitten, bullied and ravaged.

His Royal Highness Mi Wang.

Yu Gong, this is Yue Mo's real superior, Yu private, this is his own body's own father.

In the letter, the prince affirmed his behavior of seeking a god to heal his wounds, and condemned him for not going home, causing his mother to worry, so his treatment at home plummeted. Paper.

After Yue Mo heard the letter, he asked Fei Fei to show him the letter papers one by one. There was a special connection code between the two of them, which was the true meaning of his superior and father.

Yue Mo silently read the letter and signaled Feifei to back down.

It happened that his father and king covered him up, so that he would not have to think about whether to tell the truth to his mother and concubine directly, or to speak out through the emperor's cousin.

Yue Mo wasn't sure if he could call "Father" and "Mother" to Prince Mi and Princess Wang, especially since mother cared most about her son, even if she had the memory of the original owner, she was not herself after all, and he was worried about showing his flaws.

Or just like what he discussed with his father, the enemy country is ready to move, so let's go to experience defending the border.

Of course, Dr. Wang must be brought along.