The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 1043 - 1022: Stitching (August Monthly Ticket Extra 6)

Chapter 1043: Chapter 1022: Stitching (August Monthly Ticket Extra 6)

The crown prince immediately stood up from his chair the moment blood splattered, brandishing his sword and advancing two steps forward, appearing fiercely as though he was about to chop someone.

Bai Shan was wiping Manbao’s face from the blood while he turned and said to him, "This is blood from the internal organs, not from a cut made by a knife, so you better not chop anyone at random."

The crown prince then stopped in his tracks and gave Bai Shan a look but said nothing.

Doctor Zheng and the others finally snapped back to reality, helping to clean up the blood while nodding in agreement, "Indeed, indeed, Your Highness, do not be anxious, Young Doctor Zhou’s incision was exceptionally well done..."

As they were speaking, Manbao made a large incision, and just when Doctor Zheng and the others thought she was going to cut further, she stopped and said somewhat regretfully, "I suddenly remembered that an incision made too large does not heal easily and is prone to infection, let’s all make do and search like this."

The three imperial doctors: ...

Manbao had already opened the abdomen, and everything in sight was red. She said to the three imperial doctors, "We need to clean it out; I’ll locate the bleeding point."

Imperial Doctor Zheng had never been on the battlefield and did not possess the mental fortitude of Imperial Doctor Fan. He had only ever opened the bellies of the dead, only twice at that, and this was his first time seeing the insides of a living person—a mess like this. He suppressed the urge to vomit and asked, "It’s so chaotic, how will you find it?"

Manbao glanced at the crown prince, who was filled with anger, put down her knife, cleansed her hands, and then carefully reached in to find the bleeding point.

She thought, if she couldn’t find it, she would simply use her points to let Keke scan.

Manbao slowly felt around—the injury resembled Ji Hao’s that she had touched on the human model—she quickly found a bleeding spot.

She gently pinched it, and the bleeding lessened significantly.

Doctor Zheng and the others felt it, got spirited, and immediately helped to drain the blood from the abdominal cavity; upon seeing what Manbao was pinching, they exclaimed, "It’s the spleen..."

The three imperial doctors were somewhat panicked; they had never sutured the wounds of internal organs, and with both of Manbao’s hands inside, they had no room to intervene.

Manbao said, "Get the catgut sutures, thread a needle for me."

An imperial doctor quickly fetched the needle and thread for her, and catching a glimpse of her bag of surgical tools, exclaimed, "Isn’t this Imperial Doctor Fan’s bag?"

While threading the needle for Manbao, he tugged at the corner of his mouth, trying to lighten the mood, "So Young Doctor Zhou is Imperial Doctor Fan’s disciple, huh?"

After glancing at him, Manbao took the needle and thread, pinching the wound with one hand and suturing with the other, then responded, "No, I just studied with Imperial Doctor Fan."

The blood started to flow slowly again, but Manbao was not flustered, calmly suturing the wound while her other hand slowly moved back, until the last bit was sutured. Only then did Manbao reach for the hemostatic medicine and gently dab it on the wound...

To avoid missing any other bleeding spots, she bowed her head carefully and started to search through the other organs...

The three imperial doctors watched her skilled movements, their complexions changing several times, all looking like they wanted to vomit but dared not.

The crown prince also took two steps forward to look, then turned his head away with a pale face.

Manbao sutured two more bleeding spots with a needle, and after ensuring that there were no other problems, she proceeded to close the abdomen.

The moment she closed the abdomen, Doctor Zheng promptly cleansed his hands and continued with the follow-up procedure, sprinkling Jishi Hall’s hemostatic poultice on the wound and then carefully bandaging it...

The other two imperial doctors also checked the patient’s pulse, confirming that the person was still alive and that the situation had not worsened before they let out a slight sigh of relief.

But though it had not worsened, it also had not improved.

The crown prince stepped forward one step and asked, "Is it done?"

The three Imperial Doctors all looked towards Manbao, after all, she was the chief surgeon.

Manbao said, "No good, he just got lucky. As soon as I opened the abdomen, I found the bleeding point. It took less time than with Ji Hao, and closing the abdomen was very quick, so now he has an additional two percent chance of survival, making it seventy percent in total. Afterward, if he can replenish the lost blood and avoid inflammation, that means he’s survived."

"Ji Hao," the Crown Prince thought carefully and then remembered that young man, asking, "Didn’t you say his condition is better than Ji Hao’s? Since Ji Hao survived, he must be able to as well."

"Not necessarily," Manbao said. "He’s too old, and his body isn’t as good as Ji Hao’s. Ji Hao has a particularly strong blood-making ability. He lost so much blood that time and was unconscious for so long. Several times we thought he wasn’t going to make it, but after the medicine went down, he slowly came back to life."

Everyone turned their heads to look at the young man lying on the couch, just twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and thought... too old?

The Crown Prince also had a hard time accepting it, "He’s very old?"

"Compared to Ji Hao, he is much older. You must know that young people have the best recovery ability. He’s already come of age, hasn’t he? And not abstinent, his recovery ability is naturally much weaker than Ji Hao’s."

The Crown Prince: ...

The three Imperial Doctors bowed their heads in unison.

After being silent for a while, the Crown Prince asked, "So there’s nothing that can be done?"

Manbao said, "First, give him medicine. If his blood-making ability is really that weak, then there’s only one other method left, but..."

The Crown Prince glanced at her and asked, "But what?"

"But I’ve never tried that method before, it’s something I came up with after Ji Hao’s incident. Cough cough, but I think if he’s really about to die, then we might as well treat him as a dead horse undergoing a last-ditch treatment."

"How dare you!" The middle-aged man behind the Crown Prince reprimanded angrily, "You actually dare to compare the Young Lord to a dead horse, you..."

"Enough, if he doesn’t wake up, isn’t he just like a dead horse?" The Crown Prince said, somewhat irritably walking on the spot, then looked at the three doctors again, "Is what she says true?"

"This..."

What the Crown Prince liked least was their hesitant manner. He angered, "I asked you, so just answer me honestly..."

"Yes," the three Imperial Doctors kneeled and said, "The priority is to prescribe medicine to replenish blood. The Young Lord has lost too much blood. If the blood does not return to the organs, their vitality may be lost, and the person will die. After replenishing the blood, we must be careful of inflammation. As long as he survives the first seven days, the Young Lord will be out of danger."

"I thought you all had turned mute and couldn’t speak. Turns out you can speak after all."

The three of them lay prostrate on the ground and did not move.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and prescribe the medicine."

"Yes, yes..."

Bai Shan saw them go to prescribe the medicine and pulled Manbao to leave as well.

The Crown Prince’s sword stretched out, blocking their way, and he asked, "I see that you are quite adept with the scalpel, but it seems your skill in prescribing medicine is not as good as that of the Imperial Doctors, so you don’t need to leave, do you?"

Manbao admitted it very frankly, "Yeah, that’s why I still have a lot to learn."

The Crown Prince asked, "What’s the method you were talking about just now?"

Manbao tilted her head to think, in fact, she was quite eager to try. She looked outside and saw that there were only Bai Shan and the Crown Prince, as well as the eunuch behind the Crown Prince, so she lowered her voice and said, "There’s actually another way. It’s to find someone with the same blood type as him, draw their blood and transfuse it to him, helping him overcome the difficult phase of making new blood. Then, he would survive."

The Crown Prince was slightly stunned; then a fierce light ignited in his eyes, and he asked, "Can it be done?"

"In theory, it can," it actually can, but she hadn’t tried it before, had she? She had only prepared four types of sera under Teacher Mo’s guidance and had been storing them without a chance to use them.