funbook-pk Chapter 412: It's Clearly a Fortune Teller
Chapter 412: It's Clearly a Fortune Teller
In the past, the honorary ruler of Xiahua country, in order to facilitate management and bring everyone together, when the war was going on to drive out the evildoers, all the soldiers wore green clothes, so that the people could see how much effort and sacrifice they had made for the current peace, and this has become the belief of many people.
Aunt Cai looked at Wu Yan, who was tall and straight, resolute and strong, and dressed in a convincing green. She then looked at Cai Laoer in her arms, whose eyes were closed and whose dark face was pale and covered with cold sweat, and gritted her teeth: "Okay! I believe you!"
The medical apprentices hurried forward and carried Cai Laoer on a stretcher into the temporary operating room. After making some urgent arrangements, they all left, leaving only Qiu Ling and Yan Zhao.
Qiu Ling ordered Yan Zhao to turn Cai Laoer sideways. She did not use a scalpel, but first set up a formation, holding the crystal in one hand, drawing out the spiritual energy inside, flowing it through her meridians into her dantian and transforming it into spiritual power, and then returning to the fingertips of her other hand. She fed Cai Laoer a pain-relieving pill, and then used spiritual power as a knife to perform a craniotomy on him.
Before she made a move, Yan Zhao also condensed a blade of light. With a slight movement of his hand, the blade shaved off Cai Laoer's hair like peeling a winter melon.
The dark color was like a bulge where a bug was crawling, completely uncovered, revealing a hideous and hideous appearance.
Qiu Ling used the wood spiritual energy as a blade and easily cut open Cai Laoer's scalp. The spiritual power on the blade adhered to the cut wound, like a dam blocking a flood.
Without her instructions, Yan Zhao took the clamps and peeled open her scalp, which was cut into a window, to both sides, revealing the protruding and deformed skull.
Qiu Ling gently drew a circle on Cai Laoer's head, then used his strength to cut a walnut-sized hole on the skull.
Yan Zhao couldn't help swallowing after seeing this. There wasn't a drop of sweat on his wife's face, and it was obvious that she wasn't nervous or afraid of the surgery at all. Tsk, who on earth is my wife? How can she be so strong?
Without the skull to block it, Qiu Ling acted faster. His spiritual power turned directly into silk threads, searching the soft tissues until it touched the hardened dirt.
The spiritual power gradually completely enveloped the hardened object, and with a slight force, the object was crushed into powder. Then the spiritual power turned into a straw, not only sucking out the powder, but also cleaning up the garbage deposited in Cai Laoer's brain blood vessels and repairing the damaged blood vessels. After finishing the work, she used the spiritual power to weld Cai Laoer's skull and suture his scalp.
After she withdrew all her spiritual power, her scalp no longer had any barriers and began to bleed.
Qiu Ling smeared the blood on the surgical instruments and felt that the bleeding had almost stopped, which promoted the hemostatic effect of platelets in his wound.
Yan Zhaoze disinfected and applied medicine to his wounds.
Qiu Ling moved too quickly. In order to let everyone know how hard she worked, she finished her meal in the operating room, and when she thought it was almost time, she and Yan Zhao walked out with a slightly pale and tired face.
"He's well now. He'll wake up after the effect of the medicine wears off..." Qiu Ling said carefully to Aunt Cai.
Looking at her husband on the bed, his brows were relaxed, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and his breathing was steady. It was obvious that he was not sick and could sleep comfortably!
Aunt Cai thanked them repeatedly with joy, not knowing what to do next, and said she would treat the whole family to a meal later.
However, Boss Cai couldn't help but ask, "Mrs. Ming, how did you know that the second son would faint?" This doesn't look like a doctor at all, he's clearly a fortune teller.
Qiu Ling smiled and said, "It's very simple. This gentleman's condition is already serious. The occasional headache is a sign. Moreover, for a condition like his, the most taboo is big mood swings.
I used his illness to stimulate him, so naturally when he got excited, his blood flow increased, and the blood vessels in the injured area narrowed..."
After listening to her explanation, the two suddenly realized, "No wonder he always feels dizzy when his children make him angry."
After finishing all this, Qiu Ling continued to see patients. The people watching the excitement looked at each other in confusion, wondering if this little girl's medical skills were real or just acting.
"Mrs. Ming, do you see this big mole on my daughter's face? Can you help remove it? It seems that Chinese doctors can remove it painlessly?" A woman confirmed with the security personnel many times that if Qiu Ling couldn't treat it well, they could continue to stand in the original position. Then she took her daughter's arm and walked forward: "We originally wanted to find a clinic to cut it off, but the doctor said that this mole is in contact with a large area of skin, and it is very likely to grow on a blood vessel, so we dare not treat it.
So we wanted to come and see if our Chinese doctor’s remedy can help my daughter get rid of this big mole.”
Qiu Ling narrowed his eyes and scanned the mole with his spiritual sense. Just like what the woman said, this mole grew on the blood vessel and could not be treated with medicine or cut like other moles.
If moles are not treated properly, they will become inflamed and infected, which is extremely painful and may even expand the scar area.
"It's OK," Qiu Ling nodded without saying anything more. No one saw how she did it, but the mole on the little girl's nose disappeared. The blood on it was still red, but it didn't flow out. "I'll prescribe you some anti-inflammatory and slightly analgesic granules, and some topical..."
The woman was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, the mole on her daughter's face had disappeared, leaving only a peanut-sized dent. Having a scar is much better than having a huge black mole.
"Okay, okay, Madam Ming, as long as my daughter's wound heals well and she finds a good family later, I will give you a big red envelope!" The woman nodded happily.
Qiu Ling smiled and wrote two more prescriptions, handing them to the waiting doctor. "Aunt, one of these prescriptions is for whitening and removing freckles, and the other is for moisturizing and firming. I promise you can take the medicine according to this prescription and take it home. When the young lady gets married, she will definitely look her best.
By the way, auntie, you can use it too. It will make the fine lines on your face fade and make you look ten years younger."
The woman took it with a smile, "Okay, as long as it works, money is not a problem!"
When she went to get the medicine, someone came over and asked, "Mrs. Ming, have you seen the birthmark on my face? Can it be removed?"
Half of the young man's face is covered with a black birthmark. Even though he has good features and fair skin, he looks hideous with such a large birthmark.
"With this birthmark on my face, no company wants to hire me. When I go out to do business, I dare not show my face, for fear of scaring customers. I also want to live an ordinary life..."
"I know this young man. He has been famous in the upper class since he was a child because of the birthmark on his face. I heard that his father owed too many romantic debts and God couldn't stand it, so he let his only son pay for his father's debts. It's shameful..." Everyone whispered.