Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

Yan Jing washed the dishes, wiped his hands with a clean cloth, and took out clean disposable gloves from his trouser pocket.

During the inspection, Mu Yuanshan was particularly cooperative.

Whatever Yan Jing asked, he would answer, detailing everything, even telling how he was injured.

Mu Yuanshan's cooperation made Yan Wanqing more and more strange. He resisted asking Yan Jing to examine him a few days ago.

Why are you so cooperative today?

Her heart is very uncertain.

Although it was a little rebellious to think like this, she always felt that Mu Yuanshan was holding back something bad.

After Yan Jing finished the inspection, he felt better.

Mu Yuanshan asked: "Doctor, what's wrong with my foot, is there any possibility of healing?"

"There is nothing wrong with your foot, but there are some broken bones in it, which need to be removed through surgery."

"What will happen if the broken bone is not taken out?"

"If you don't take it out, it will be like a needle stuck in your foot, and it will cause a piercing pain. You can only walk on crutches for the rest of your life."

What Yan Jing didn't say was that he might have sequelae, and his feet would also hurt when it was raining and cloudy.

Yan Wanqing asked with concern: "Can the county's medical conditions allow this kind of minor surgery?"

"If it's me doing it, fine."

Yan Jing has more than ten years of surgical experience, and Mu Yuanshan's surgery is just a minor one, without difficulty or risk at all.

Yan Jing's judgment was the same as Yan Wanqing's original judgment.

She looked at Mu Yuanshan happily, "Master, let my father operate on you."

With Yan Jing around, it doesn't matter even if Mu Yuanshan doesn't want to go to the county seat.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yuanshan's attitude was very different from when he was asked to check just now.

He put his legs back, put his arms on the armrest, and said two words lazily, "No."

"why?"

"Do not want to."

Yan Wanqing couldn't figure it out, "Why don't you want to, don't you want to use crutches for the rest of your life, and endure the pain in the soles of your feet for the rest of your life?"

Mu Yuanshan said: "I don't want to, but I don't want others to touch my feet."

His stubbornness gave Yan Wanqing a headache, "Master, do you have any grudge against western medicine?"

Mu Yuanshan pursed his lips, "No, I used to think that Chinese medicine and Western medicine belong together, but later I found out that's not the case. Chinese medicine is Chinese medicine, and Western medicine is Western medicine. They are like yellow people and white people, they will never be true. accept each other."

"Since you can't accept it, let's draw a clear line. I am a Chinese medicine doctor, and I should use Chinese medicine methods to treat myself."

Yan Wanqing is a Chinese medicine practitioner. She understands the breadth and depth of Chinese medicine, but she must also admit that there are some diseases that cannot be cured by Western medicine, and there are also some diseases that Chinese medicine cannot cure.

Just like the broken bone at the foot of Muyuan Mountain, it cannot be cured by just applying ointment without surgery.

Only through surgery and Chinese herbal ointment can his wound heal well and quickly.

Yan Jing didn't interrupt, but he could understand a little bit.

He understood why Yan Wanqing wanted to worship Mu Yuanshan as a master. They all studied Chinese medicine and came from one school, so Mu Yuanshan must have something special.

But Mu Yuanshan has a gap with Western medicine, so he doesn't want to go to Haishi, and he doesn't want him to treat him.

Yan Jing said softly, "You don't need to regard me as a western doctor, but as Wanqing's father."

Mu Yuanshan looked at Yan Jing who was secretly changing the concept, "Then can you remove the broken bones in my feet without a scalpel?"

Yan Jing thought for a while and asked, "If I don't use a scalpel, will you let me treat you?"

"Give me a little time, how about I give you a satisfactory solution?"

"can."

Mu Yuanshan believed that Yan Jing couldn't think of a way.

Yan Wanqing looked anxious, "How to cut the surgical incision without a scalpel?"

Yan Jing gave Yan Wanqing a peaceful look, "Wanqing, don't worry, since I have made a promise, I will definitely be able to come up with a solution."

Yan Jing's calm gaze made Yan Wanqing's heart calm down bit by bit.

Yan Jing looked at Mu Yuanshan, "There is no proof for what you say, let's make a written proof, what if I think of a way and you go back on your word?"

Mu Yuanshan patted the table in displeasure, "I, Mu Yuanshan, have always kept my word, so if you really don't mind, just sign a document."

Yan Wanqing took out a pen and paper, and wrote a note according to Yan Jing's dictation.

Yan Jing and Mu Yuanshan both signed the paper.

Yan Wanqing put away the paper and put it in the zippered pocket of her schoolbag.

Yan Wanqing didn't stay at Mu Yuanshan's house for a long time today, after Mother Huang came, she dragged Yan Jing away.

As soon as she went out, Yan Wanqing couldn't help asking curiously: "Father, have you already thought of a way?"

Yan Jing smiled and looked at the little girl who had lost her usual maturity and prudence, "Take out the note and have a look."

Yan Wanqing took out the note, read it many times, but still didn't understand what was in it.

"What's on it?"

"You are usually so smart, you shouldn't be unable to see the tricks on the note."

Yan Wanqing is chaotic if she cares.

Forget it, Yan Jing analyzed it for her: "The receipt only says that scalpels cannot be used, but it doesn't say that other knives cannot be used."

As long as the disinfection work is done well, the kitchen knife can also be used, but it is not as easy as a scalpel.

Yan Wanqing understood that Yan Jing was changing the concept secretly.

And even if Mu Yuanshan came to his senses, he could not go back on his word if he signed this receipt.

"When it comes to being old, treacherous and cunning, you are still the best."

Yan Jingqu tapped Yan Wanqing's forehead angrily with his fingers, he controlled his strength and did not hit the little girl, "Little girl, who am I being so cunning for?"

Yan Wanqing covered her forehead in pain on purpose, and took Yan Jing's arm with a smile, "You are for me."

Yan Jing said to use a kitchen knife, but he didn't intend to use it.

The kitchen knife is too clumsy, and its accuracy is difficult to grasp. Fortunately, Yan Jing liked to study surgical instruments when he was free.

He has developed a set of surgical instruments that are not like a scalpel but are more useful than a scalpel, but they have not yet applied for a patent and put them into use.

Yan Jing called his student and asked him to go home to pick up the surgical instruments and send them to Zhuang County, along with some painkillers, anesthesia and anti-inflammatory drugs.

"He can deliver it tomorrow."

The sooner Mu Yuanshan's foot injury is treated, the better.

"Great."

A concern of Yan Wanqing fell to the ground.

Although she wanted to help Mu Yuanshan untie his knots, if he really didn't want to, she couldn't help it, let alone force it.

Now she only needs to see that Mu Yuanshan is healthy.

When they arrived at the guest house, Yan Zhengqing was on the phone, and Yan Wanqing glanced at it, but didn't go to clean it.

Yan Zhengqing called her to stop, "Wanqing, you are back."

"Ah."

"Did you go well today?"

"It went well. I'll go back to my room first. You are busy."

Yan Zhengqing said: "I'm calling Jiang Mo, do you want to talk to him?"