The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

There was aspirin in Mu Qingcheng's purse. Although it was an ordinary painkiller, it was a miracle drug for the ancients who had never taken Western medicine.

When she was still at the Mu Mansion in Zhulin, she had carefully read the instructions for all her medicines. She remembered clearly that the instructions stated that aspirin could promote wound healing. Its main function was to inhibit platelet aggregation and reduce thrombosis, thereby improving local microcirculation and accelerating wound healing.

So, after Mo Xue had the tendon connection surgery, she gave Mo Xue aspirin, and the effect was obvious. He recovered much faster than Xu Er and the other two.

Fortunately, she had aspirin in her pocket, and with the magic medicine, Mu Qingcheng was ready to do something big.

She looked at Fang Bo's wound carefully. The wolf's fang poison was all around the wound and had not spread. So if she removed the poisonous flesh around the wound and then sutured it, could she save Fang Bo's leg?

Of course, there was also the possibility that there was still wolf tooth poison in his system. To completely eliminate the wolf tooth poison, one would need to find antibodies or effective antidotes, and for that, one would have to look at the medical records left by Yuan Zhi.

Doctor Cheng and the headmaster of Huichuntang were enlightened after hearing Mu Qingcheng's plan. The headmaster came to Fangjia Village in person because he brought the medical records left by Yuan Zhi.

The head shopkeeper asked excitedly, "Miss Mu knows how to suture?"

"will not!"

"Then, has Miss Mu ever had surgery?"

"no!"

The four people in the room, including Fang Bo, were dumbfounded. No one had expected that Mu Qingcheng, who had said so confidently, would end up not being able to do anything. Then who would perform Fang Bo's surgery?

To put it bluntly, Mu Qingcheng could only move her mouth. She laughed awkwardly and made an excuse for herself: "I faint when it comes to blood! Uh! I'm not very good at needlework! So let Doctor Cheng do the surgery and suturing."

"What? Me?" Doctor Cheng was shocked. How could he perform suture? "I don't know how to do suture!" Doctor Cheng looked embarrassed.

Mu Qingcheng was full of confidence: "Don't worry about this, I will teach you. Have you heard of Feng Zhishang? I taught him the suturing technique."

"Ah!" the head shopkeeper exclaimed, "Young lady, are you talking about Feng Zhishang, the one from the imperial physician family in the capital?"

"Yes, it's him." Mu Qingcheng didn't expect that Feng Zhishang was so famous.

The head manager of Huichuntang is no ordinary person. His name is Qi Mingkang and he comes from a medical family. He is only 32 years old this year. He is tall, with a square face and looks very handsome. He looks like a doctor at first glance.

From Mu Qingcheng's tone, he guessed that this Miss Mu was very familiar with Imperial Physician Feng. She even taught Imperial Physician Feng the suturing technique. Isn't this a true little miracle doctor?

He missed the chance to see the miraculous doctor Yuan Zhiyuan when he came to Qingle County that year, and this time he couldn't miss another miraculous doctor no matter what.

Qi Mingkang almost knelt down in front of Mu Qingcheng, and was about to call her Master and beg Mu Qingcheng to accept him as a disciple.

So, after discussion, the three decided that Dr. Cheng would perform the operation, Mu Qingcheng would direct the operation on the spot, and Qi Mingkang would assist Dr. Cheng and take notes.

The three of them just did it!

After Doctor Cheng gave Fang Bo a bowl of Ma Fei San, Fang Bo quickly fell into a deep sleep. He took out a scalpel and prepared to perform the incision.

The lancet had been sterilized by Mu Qingcheng, boiled in boiling water and soaked in alcohol. Mu Qingcheng repeatedly emphasized that the surgical tools must be sterile to reduce the risk of infection in patients.

Doctor Cheng performed the surgery methodically, with Qi Mingkang assisting and meticulously taking notes. Fang He clutched his brother's hand, silently shedding tears. Only Mu Qingcheng sat by, spectating as if nothing had happened, occasionally giving instructions.

The infected flesh was cut away, and the blood turned from black to red. Mu Qingcheng used sterilized cotton to press on Fang Bo's wound to stop the bleeding, while Doctor Cheng prepared to suture him.

Mu Qingcheng had discussed suturing with Feng Zhishang countless times, and had watched Feng Zhishang perform it countless times. Although she had never performed it before, she was extremely familiar with the process, and she was able to direct Dr. Cheng with ease.

The needle used for sewing is Mrs. Lin’s embroidery needle. It has been processed again to make the straight needle U-shaped, which is convenient for sewing.

As night fell, Fang Bo's operation was finally completed successfully.

Doctor Cheng was old after all, and his back and legs ached from exhaustion, so he had to be helped out of the guest room. Qi Mingkang was still very excited, and he chased Mu Qingcheng to ask all sorts of questions, but Mu Qingcheng sent him away, saying Fang Bo needed to rest.

When only Mu Qingcheng and Fang He were left in the guest room, she secretly took out aspirin and fed it to Fang Bo, then left Fang He to take care of Fang Bo and left the guest room.

Mu Qingcheng was about to go to the front hall when a figure suddenly walked out from the shade of the trees in the corner of the yard, and a timid voice was heard.

“Sister Mu…!”

Mu Qingcheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Fang Xueyun! The little girl's eyes were red and swollen, and her expression was melancholy. Her pitiful appearance only made her look more fragile and beautiful. Mu Qingcheng sighed that she had the potential to be Lin Daiyu at such a young age. She was truly a lovable, frail beauty.

"Xueyun, why are you in the front yard? Be careful not to be discovered by your father."

The little girl was speechless, tears welling up in her eyes. She choked and said, "Sister Mu... Fang Bo... How is he?"

Mu Qingcheng pulled Fang Xueyun to the gate of the inner courtyard, looked around to see that there was no one around, and told her how Fang Bo was injured. She also told her that Doctor Cheng was going to amputate Fang Bo.

"Don't worry, Xueyun. Fang Bo's leg has been saved and won't be amputated again. However, his tendons were bitten off by the wolf king. But don't worry, I know a very good doctor who can reconnect the severed tendons. As for how to clean out the remaining poison in his body, that's the most troublesome thing. I'll have to wait until I read the medical records left by Doctor Yuan and see if I can find an antidote there!"

Fang Xueyun listened to the ups and downs of the story. She clasped her hands together and first thanked the gods from all directions. Then she bowed to Mu Qingcheng and said gratefully, "Thank you, Sister Mu, thank you, Sister Mu..."

Mu Qingcheng teased her with a smile, "Fang He just kowtowed to me on behalf of his brother and has already thanked me. Who are you thanking me on behalf of, Miss Xueyun?"

Ugh! This made the little girl extremely embarrassed. She really had no reason and no position.

"I, I, I just felt sorry for him and wanted someone to help him. I also want to thank my sister on his behalf..."

"Oh! I see! Then I have to ask clearly. I can't accept your gift for nothing."

Fang Xueyun had a pair of peach eyes, her face flushed with shame, "What do you want to ask, sister?"

Mu Qingcheng looked at this little girl who was obviously only thirteen or fourteen years old, and sighed in her heart, look at her emotional intelligence, what was she doing when she was thirteen?

However, looking at Fang Bo, it seemed that he didn't have a sweetheart. Could this little girl be in love with someone she didn't really want? If she had the chance, she would definitely ask Fang Bo in person to find out what he really felt about Fang Xueyun.

"Xueyun, do you like Fang Bo?"

Mu Qingcheng asked so bluntly that Fang Xueyun blushed with shame, her face almost touching her chest. She whispered, "I didn't, I didn't..."

Seeing this, Mu Qingcheng smiled inwardly and continued to tease Fang Xueyun: "Oh! So you don't like him? Well, forget it. I have a little sister who is about the same age as you and is also very pretty. If you don't like him, then I will introduce Fang Bo to her! Although Fang Bo's family is a little poor, he is really good-looking. My little sister will definitely like him."

Hearing this, Fang Xueyun raised her head like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Her eyes were full of fear, but she was too anxious to speak and tears fell down her face.

Mu Qingcheng looked at Fang Xueyun's reaction and didn't expect her to cry anxiously. It seemed that this girl loved Fang Bo terribly. She couldn't help but worry. What if Fang Bo didn't like Fang Xueyun? What should she do?

Alas! What is love in this world?

Mu Qingcheng could only comfort Fang Xueyun, telling her that she was just joking. She asked her to hurry back to the inner courtyard, and she also wanted to go back to the front hall, where everyone was still waiting for her.