The moon falling to the ground

Chapter 110 Go rescue people

Although Jian Dacheng and his wife were thick-skinned, they were still blushing at Amber's retort. Jian Dacheng didn't want to embarrass himself here, so he hurriedly said, "Amber, you misunderstood. We only found out about Jian Yue's danger today. We came here as soon as we heard the news."

Amber didn't give him any face: "You come here in a hurry to ask for money and farm?"

Jian Dacheng's face turned black: How can a lowly old gatekeeper be so hateful!

The two people standing next to them looked interested, and kept looking at Jian Dacheng and his wife in subtle ways.

Amber didn't want to waste any more time talking to them, so she closed the side door with a snap.

Qian was so angry that her face was distorted. She kicked the door hard, but she kicked too hard and hurt her foot. She grimaced in pain.

There was a flash of disdain in the eyes of Mr. Wen and the eldest son of the Wen family: stupid, vulgar!

Jian Dacheng asked Mrs. You to wait for Jian Yue at the door of Yue's house, and the two of them climbed into the carriage and left.

After standing for such a while, their legs were almost broken. The pain went deep into their bones and they felt as if their bodies weighed a thousand pounds.

Xie Chujiao decisively rejected Yan Xinning's request: "Xinning, Jian Huaian has been expelled from the Tongsheng title. He hurt his classmates and made them disabled. His reputation has been ruined. He will never be able to turn things around in this life." She paused and looked at Yan Xinning meaningfully, "Xinning, if you insist on holding on to the Jian family and others find out, the mansion master's daughter can be you or someone else."

Yan Xinning was startled and looked at Xie Chujiao in horror, unable to speak for a moment.

Xie Chujiao's hint could also be considered a threat. The implication was that if she didn't obey, Xie Chujiao could replace her at any time and let the real palace lord's daughter return to her position.

Xie Chujiao didn't care who would be the mansion lord's daughter, what she wanted was a puppet that she could control in her hands.

Yan Xinning secretly hated him in her heart, but she looked frightened and at a loss.

Xie Chujiao was quite satisfied with her reaction. She drank her tea leisurely, but snorted in her heart: You are still a little young to fight with me.

Yan Xinning lowered her head and said obediently: "Mother, I understand. I will definitely listen to your teachings, be a noble lady, and repay your kindness in the future."

Xie Chujiao nodded with relief and smiled gently: "It's good that you understand. Mother is doing this for your own good. Get along well with the Second Prince, and Mother will definitely help you become his consort."

Yan Xinning was delighted and blushed: "Thank you, mother. If I take that position, I will definitely help my brothers and sisters."

Jian Yue and Doctor Mao did not go out. She guessed that Jian Dacheng and his wife would covet the money and the farm, so she told Amber, who was guarding the house, how to deal with them.

Today, the store manager came to ask Dr. Mao to go back and treat a patient. Jian Yue also went with him.

It was the first time for Jian Yue to enter such a large and beautifully built mansion. Although she was curious and amazed, she did not look around. She just followed Doctor Mao without looking around.

After the department manager sent the two men to the mansion, he left. Manager Yu, who was guarding the door, took the two men to a side courtyard.

In a spacious and bright room in the side yard, lay a dying wounded man.

There was a long knife wound on the wounded man's back, so deep that the bone was visible. What flowed out of the wound was not bright red blood, but a yellow-red liquid.

Doctor Mao frowned as soon as he felt the patient's pulse: "He has been poisoned. This poison will cause internal organ failure and death." But he was not sure what the poison was.

Doctor Mao first stopped the bleeding and treated the wounds. As for detoxification, he left it to his apprentice.

Jian Yue also felt the wounded man's pulse, checked his eyes, ears and nails. Then, she took out a pill, asked for half a bowl of warm water, dissolved the pill in the water, and asked Manager Yu to find a way to feed the wounded man.

The wounded man had fallen into a deep coma. Doctor Mao inserted several needles into the acupuncture points on his head. Although the wounded man did not open his eyes, he knew how to swallow.

Manager Yu called in a guard and asked him to help the wounded man, and he successfully fed the potion into his body.

After about half a cup of tea, the blood flowing out of the wound was no longer yellow-red blood, but black blood.

Jian Yue quickly wrote a prescription and asked Manager Yu to get the medicine.

There is a special pharmacy in the mansion. Manager Yu quickly prepared the herbs and boiled them according to Jian Yue's instructions.

After the medicine is ready, take half of it orally and apply the other half externally.

Doctor Mao watched Jian Yue take out the needle bag and spread it out. One hundred and eight golden needles reflected the golden luster. She sterilized the needles in a small jar of strong liquor. Then, she took them out with tweezers and wiped them clean.

Jian Yue inserted the needles very quickly. In a short while, the wound and the head were filled with golden needles. The tails of the golden needles trembled slightly, making a slight buzzing sound, which frightened Doctor Mao.

The little disciple is really amazing! He even dared to touch the fatal acupoint. He can only use 72 needles at present, but the little disciple has activated 108 needles.

As time went by, beads of sweat oozed out of Jian Yue's forehead. As time went by, the black blood gradually turned red, until it returned to its normal color.

Jian Yue wiped the sweat off her head with her sleeve, pulled out the gold needles one by one, disinfected them in strong liquor, wiped them clean and put them back into the needle bag.

Doctor Mao directed Nanxing to bandage the wounds of the wounded.

Jian Yue hurriedly stopped him: "Master, such a deep and long wound, don't you want to sew it up?"

Doctor Mao was startled and said thoughtfully, "Master, I have heard such a strange story when I was young. I have also experimented with animals, but all failed."

"Let me try." Jian Yue opened her own medicine box (she also drew the design and had the department manager's iron shop make the medicine box), took out a few oddly shaped tools, and asked Manager Yu to take them down and boil them in boiling water.

Doctor Mao knew that Jian Yue had ordered a lot of strange tools from the department manager and thought they were tools she used to make poisons, but he didn't expect they were used to suture wounds.

He was curious and wanted to know how to use those tools.

After Manager Yu brought the boiled tools, Jian Yue disinfected them with strong alcohol. Without sterile gloves, she used strong alcohol to wash her hands and disinfect them.

Then, while doing the stitches, Jian Yue introduced the names of the tools in her hands to Dr. Mao: "scalpel, needle holder, suture needle, tweezers, catgut."

Doctor Mao watched Jian Yue's hands thread the needle deftly, looking very skilled, as if she had done this many times.

Soon, a long wound turned into a "centipede". Jian Yue sprinkled homemade medicine powder on the wound and took out a roll of white cloth from the medicine box to guide Nanxing to bandage it.

Doctor Mao was thinking as he watched, and when he was bandaging Nanxing, he asked: "Yue girl, will the wound fester if you do this?" The reason he asked this was because when he had performed operations on animals before, the experimental subjects all died from wound festers.

Jian Yue said with certainty...