Falling into the mortal world

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, the villagers outside the Lan family's gate all went home.

The Lan family members were all looking at their own rooms. Lan Xiaotian looked at his own room and was overjoyed.

Lan Xiaoya rolled around happily on the bed. This was her own room, she was so happy.

Lan Qingqing wasn't particularly happy about the new house. She had too many things to do and couldn't leisurely enjoy life.

Although Mr. and Mrs. Lan were happy to see their home so magnificent, they couldn't be happy whenever they thought about their daughter.

The next day, Lan Qingqing went to her master's place to take a look and also bought a few stew pots. Even though there were so many bird's nests, Lan Qingqing did not plan to sell them.

My family members were all seriously depleted of their health in recent years. This bird's nest is a good way to nourish them.

After shopping, Lan Qingqing went to see the old doctor. The old doctor had been very anxious when he heard that Lan Qingqing had gone missing a few days ago, and the heat in his nose had not subsided yet.

As soon as Lan Qingqing saw the old doctor, she greeted him warmly, "Master, your disciple has come to see you."

Lan Qingqing brought the old doctor two jars of "Drunken Breeze." Lan Xiaotian had already purified a considerable amount of baijiu during this time, and Lan Qingqing had named it "Drunken Breeze."

The old master snorted coldly, "Hmph, do you still regard me as your master?" At this moment, the old doctor was still angry with Lan Qingqing, so he was not interested in the wine in Lan Qingqing's hand.

Master, look at what you're saying! Your disciple only has eyes for you, how could I not have eyes for you? With that, Lan Qingqing placed the wine jar on the table behind her.

The old doctor glanced at Lan Qingqing coldly, clearly not believing her nonsense.

Lan Qingqing laughed and said, "Master, are you still angry? I just went into the mountains to gather herbs. As a healer, isn't it normal to go into the mountains to gather herbs?"

The old master ignored Lan Qingqing's self-satisfied attitude. The old doctor thought to himself, "Don't think you can win me over with two jars of wine. Impossible."

Lan Qingqing then dropped a bombshell on the old doctor.

Didn't I tell my master last time that I had the honor of witnessing the old doctor's medical skills?

A few days ago, I remembered the ingredients for the old doctor's anesthetic powder. So I went into the mountains to find the herbs while the iron was hot. Fortunately, my efforts paid off, and I actually found them.

The senior doctor hurriedly asked, "What kind of anesthetic powder?" The senior doctor was a little excited.

After all, this miracle doctor's prescription must be extraordinary.

"Master is not angry anymore," Lan Qingqing asked.

"Who says I'm not angry? Even if you're going into the mountains to gather herbs, you could discuss it with your master and everyone else. You could draw a picture and invite some people to go into the mountains, or bring more people with you. Either way, you can't just let two women run into the deep mountains, especially a pregnant woman. What if they encounter any danger? You really don't know what danger is!" the old doctor said, somewhat angrily.

"Master, don't underestimate me. I'm quite skilled; ordinary wild animals can't hurt me," Lan Qingqing said with a touch of pride.

Keep bragging! I heard Lan Xiaotian say that if you hadn't run into those two idiots and killed yourself, do you think you'd still be standing here talking?

As for that tiger, it certainly wasn't a smart one. Since it was killed by a young woman, especially a pregnant woman, it couldn't have been a formidable predator. It just proved to be a useless tiger. The old doctor said disdainfully.

Lan Qingqing was speechless. How could she explain it like this to her master?

Lan Qingqing was impressed by her master's understanding.

Getting back to the point, Lan Qingqing said: Master, I would like to ask you for a favor.

What kind of help is it? The old doctor was a little curious, wondering what his young apprentice needed his help with.

"Master, this is an anesthetic." Lan Qingqing took out a porcelain bottle containing the anesthetic she had developed over the past few days.

"What is this?" The old doctor asked curiously as he took the small porcelain bottle from Lan Qingqing's hand.

"This is the anesthetic powder," Lan Qingqing explained.

Upon hearing that it was an anesthetic powder, the old doctor carefully took it.

Lan Qingqing said: Master, I have plenty of these, there's no need to be so careful.

The old doctor glanced at his young apprentice and thought to himself, "Really."

The old doctor carefully put the medicine away, then turned to his young apprentice and asked, "What is it?"

Master, as you know, there's an 80% chance I'll encounter danger during childbirth.

Although the old doctor didn't understand what "eighty percent" meant, he still understood the word "danger."

He nodded and said, "Yes! It's quite dangerous. What are your plans now? Are you going to abort it?" the old doctor asked.

I don't plan to abort them; I plan to keep them. If I have a difficult labor, please, Master, cut open my stomach and take the babies out.

The old doctor was shocked by Lan Qingqing's words. "What do you mean, 'take her out'? You're planning to kill the mother and keep the baby? Let me tell you, I can't do something like that, especially since you're my apprentice. It's even more impossible. I can't help you with this," the old doctor said, somewhat agitated.

Lan Qingqing realized the doctor had misunderstood, so she quickly explained, "Master, it's not about removing the mother and keeping the baby; it's just a minor cesarean section. As long as you follow my procedure, I'll be fine. Once the baby is out and the incision is stitched up, I'll be alright."

The old doctor looked at Lan Qingqing as if she were a fool. "You silly child, talking nonsense in broad daylight. Do you think this belly is a piece of clothing? You can patch it up and still wear it, but if your belly is cut open, you're dead."

The old doctor thought his apprentice was probably overthinking things, that he dared to think of anything, even such outlandish ideas.

Seeing that the old doctor did not believe her, Lan Qingqing said: Master, do you still remember the previous suturing?

The wound will heal on its own after being stitched up, it really does. Also, the anesthetic injected around the wound will prevent you from feeling any pain. If you don't believe me, you can try it on an injured animal. You'll see how effective this anesthetic is once you try it.

The old doctor was still somewhat skeptical. He believed in the medicine itself, but not in the claims. The idea of ​​cutting open the abdomen, taking out the baby, and then stitching it up seemed too simple and sounded like utter nonsense.

"Girl, you must be under too much pressure lately. Let me prescribe some calming medicine for you," the old doctor said earnestly.

Lan Qingqing looked up at the sky speechlessly. Why didn't her master believe her?

Lan Qingqing thought for a moment and said, "Master, how about this? You can practice on a baby animal that is having a difficult birth first. If it works, you can save the animal's life; if not, that's fate. What do you think, Master?"

Seeing that his apprentice was adamant, the old doctor decided not to provoke her any further and could only agree for the time being.