Zhou Heng was stunned. How should we answer this question?

It was simply a soul-suggested question. Zhou Heng took a deep breath, shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be calm. In fact, the ancients were still very obscured. The third prince was not forced to seek medical treatment when he was forced to a certain extent. This was the most embarrassing situation.

Zhou Heng stared at him and suddenly took a step back. Zhang Ankang was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes. Zhou Heng looked at the position under Zhang Ankang's feet below and kicked his instep.

Although it hurts, Zhang Ankang did not dare to scream. After all, the young master seemed very angry. Could it be because of the problem he had just made?

"Do you know why you stepped on me?"

Zhang Ankang shook his head, his face feeling confused.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Heng was angry and funny. Do you still need to introduce him to him by yourself?

After all, in the era when Zhou Heng lived, many well-known women from any island country were found in his mobile phones. When they were interested, they would like to watch a paragraph. If they were full, they would always be full or not. This would easily lead to problems.

"Doctors' parents' hearts, why do you talk so much nonsense? Where can I know? Our family is a doctor, of course we learned from my grandfather, focused, carefully watched the movements on my hands, and thought about everything.

Don’t cut it against the edge of the coronary sulcus. Even if we are cautious, the surgery will still have some scars. Not only will it affect the beauty, but the experience should also decrease. Leave five millimeters away, and carry the required length to start cutting here."

Zhou Heng said, the movements on his hands had started quickly, and the curved scissors were swung left and right, leaving basically the rest, and cut the foreskin directly.

In an instant, blood gushed out, and Zhou Heng quickly ordered.

"Hemostatic forceps, clamp the edges and press the bleeding first. The blood flow here is rich. You must observe the bleeding at any time. In addition, you must pick up the foreskin and cut it open. Remember not to damage the cavernosum below, otherwise you will not be able to use it in the future."

Desheng said oh and started moving quickly. At this time, he didn't have time to think about the identity of the third prince. After all, bleeding is an order, and stopping the bleeding as soon as possible is the bottom line.

The blood stopped for a moment, and Zhou Heng pulled the excess foreskin and looked at Desheng.

"When you calculated just now, someone who was carrying too tight and had too long foreskin was serious, even if he had not fully stretched out when he was most excited, it was the most painful at that time because the space was limited.

So we need to reserve more, as you said just now, remove twelve millimeters and relax the mouth, so that the longitudinal and horizontal directions will be stretched and more comfortable."

As he said that, Zhou Heng's hands had been separated, and a bleeding point in the dorsal vein had been ligated. The length was measured. Zhou Heng cut off twelve millimeters, and then began to doubling and suture the reserved part on it.

Desheng wanted to take over, but Zhou Heng shook his head. After all, this is the third prince, and the position is so sensitive. This stitching seems easy, but it is actually the most difficult level.

Because too tightness is prone to inlay, too looseness is not conducive to stopping bleeding and prolonging recovery time, some people still have edema for half a year, so the elasticity and tightness requirements are too strict and there should be no errors in each injection.

"The suture of this surgery is very critical. Whether you can suture continuously at speed should be done with one stitch or one knot."

Zhou Heng moved very quickly, and he completed all five needles in one round. Then he took a deep breath, wiped it, and found a suitable bell to try the depth and removal position. Zhou Heng nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand at Zhang Ankang.

"Come on to change the dressings quickly and wake up the third prince. The operation has been completed and it is quite successful. I will be sent to the ward. Thank you and Xiao Liuzi for some hard work. You have to take care of it carefully the first three days.

Desheng got the catheter for the third prince. If urinary retention is caused by pain these days, it will be very dangerous. Don’t use a negative pressure suction device, just use a urine bag normally.”

Desheng quickly operated it. He didn't do much work on inserting a catheter. After all, it was a necessary skill for a nurse. He was so nervous that he was a little sweaty.

Zhou Heng took a look and saw that his operation was quite gentle and he didn't say much. At this moment, the bandage was over and the catheter was inserted just to avoid contaminating the wound. It would be enough to remove it in two days.

"Okay, it's done well, but the catheter should not be open all the time. Use a clip to hold the catheter and put it every one and a half hours. If the patient wakes up, when will he feel urged to urinate? Otherwise, when the catheter is removed, he will be unable to urinate for a while, which will easily cause urinary retention."

Desheng carefully wrote down Zhou Heng's words and quickly tied the catheter to the third prince's leg. He would move and lift it later. If the thing was touched, it would be bad. Not to mention the trouble, it would be easy to have problems after the anesthetic force is over.

After finishing the work, Zhou Heng pulled off his gloves and took off his isolation suit. Together, the three of them brought the third prince from the operating bed to the flat car.

After sorting out the infusion bottle and urine bag, covering it with a quilt, the person was pushed out.

As soon as the door opened, Wei Siwen was the first to rush up, and his concern on his face did not pretend to be fake. He glanced at the third prince's face and seemed not too pale, as if he was asleep.

"Brother, how about my young master? Was the operation going well?"

Zhou Heng looked at Wei Siwen and nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry, the operation is very successful. Now it's anesthetic, so I'll sleep for a while and wake up after an hour. Someone will keep taking care of me. If it's not that the pain is severe, I suggest not to have analgesics, so that I can recover faster."

Wei Siwen nodded vigorously and quickly remembered this.

"So can you eat when you wake up and what can you eat?"

"After two hours, you can drink some water first and then eat something that is easy to digest. Someone will send it to you later. Don't worry, we will arrange it here. The nutritional combination of eating less and eating more meals will be very good."

As he spoke, he had already entered the ward. Several people started to work together and placed the third prince on the hospital bed.

Although Xiao Liuzi is not tall, he is very flexible. He quickly hangs the infusion bottle and fixes the urine bag on the sheet beside the bed with a pin. He also carefully adjusts the third prince's head to the side position.

Wei Siwen didn't understand these things, so he could only lean on the back. After Xiao Liuzi finished, he explained to Wei Siwen:

"The patient has general anesthesia and is prone to choking before regaining consciousness. Therefore, the lateral position is to prevent it from happening. If there is phlegm or choking and vomiting, it will not block the respiratory tract, so we can take care of it more easily."

Hearing this, Wei Siwen breathed a sigh of relief. Even the imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital had contact with a lot of them. They could tell these things so carefully, but they really didn't.

Understanding the condition and knowing what needs to be paid attention to is not a blind worry. Such a kindness of doctors makes people feel at ease.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Bo!"

Zhou Heng smiled, "You should stay here, Desheng is next door. If there is something, the three of them will deal with it. Now they only need to rest. I need to go back to Beijing, so as not to say anything else."

Wei Siwen nodded quickly. He understood what Zhou Heng meant. This was evidence that Zhou Heng was not in Beishan, and it was also to prevent the third prince from being criticized, and he was practical and thoughtful.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little moved, and I clasped my fists to look at Zhou Heng.

"Yes, it's better to obey your orders than respect."

Imperial study room.

Fang Jizhong stood beside the old emperor, Zhang Fuling stood with his hands down, and the old emperor held a confession and his face was as gloomy as water.

Silence. After a long silence, the old emperor sighed.

"According to the above list, all the people involved will be arrested and interrogated. This matter does not have to be held by the Ministry of Justice and Dali Temple, but Zhang Aiqing and Fang's partner will be responsible. It is important to find out whether there are still people involved."

Zhang Fuling did not rush to accept the order, after all, the old emperor did not say how to deal with the Hu family and the Li family.

If there are more than 100 people, if there are more than 30 people on the list and their families, there are at least thousands of people. Although there are not too high officials, there are really many people. If all of them are killed, then the affairs of the Golden Crow Sect will naturally need to be made public to the world.

Sure enough, the old emperor paused and sighed and threw the confession on the table.

"The Hu family and Li family are all involved in the case, and they are killed in the name of assassinating Prince Ning and Zhongyuan Bo. Other families are sent to death and exiled to Leigong Island. As for the people mentioned on Hu Zongmao's list, they will be punished after interrogation, and the family will not be involved."

After saying the last word, the old emperor seemed to have been spared the last bit of strength and leaned on the dragon throne and closed his eyes without saying a word. Fang Jizhong was worried for a moment and hurriedly approached, took the confession that fell to the ground, and knelt down with Zhang Fuling.

"My servant (slave) obeys the order, and your majesty is kind."

Zhang Fuling knelt on the ground and did not get up. He looked up slightly at the old emperor. His gray hair seemed to have grown a lot older. It is really admirable for such a king to have such a mind.

"Your Majesty, when I interrogated Hu Zongmao, I talked a lot. Some things were not mentioned in the confession. I once asked Hu Zongmao if there are any shortcomings in the comparison between Daliang and Wei State and the State of Wei?

Hu Zongmao said that whether before or after this, he believed that the kings of Wei State were incompetent and injustice and the people were living in poverty. However, their Hu family was once a slave to the Chu family, and today they are all funded by the Jinwu Cult. He asked the minister to tell His Majesty that he was ashamed of his appreciation, but the Hu family must pay back the debt, so please do not be merciful."

The old emperor opened his eyes slightly, stood up swayingly, walked to Zhang Fuling and helped Zhang Fuling up.

Without the polite words that usually comfort the ministers, he looked at Zhang Fuling for a while and said:

"I am old and I also want to eradicate the Golden Crow Sect, but they can hide for a hundred years, so naturally they have their own means. In the past century, Daliang, I have no right to comment on the gains and losses of the ancestors. I can only work diligently, at least to maintain the country and hand it over to the next generation of kings.

I hope you can investigate this matter thoroughly and at least give the Jinwu Cult a blow. There will be no more time to turn around within a hundred years. Whether it is the slaves or the church members who have been sponsored, who will remember the significance of the Jinwu Cult?

By then, as long as I am Daliang, the country is prosperous, the people are strong, and the people live in peace, I really don’t care much about whether the Golden Chou Cult exists.”

Zhang Fuling looked at the emperor's eyes. He knew that these words were heartfelt words from the old emperor. It was true. If the country was prosperous and the people lived in peace, how could anyone rebel and where would they find refugees?

Where to raise a lot of money?

If he could rebel at any time, the Jinwu Cult had long been recruiting soldiers under the banner of rebelling against Liang and Wei. If he really rebelled, he would never have such conspiracies and tricks, sponsored some people and did shameful things.

After all, with such means, it is simply a dream to destroy a country, but it is just disgusting and leaves the emperor with a bad reputation.

"What Your Majesty said is that although there are still many problems in my Daliang now, these have made great progress compared to a hundred years ago, improving military strength, reducing casualties, and adding combat capabilities in the air.

As for grain, the output of the two new products is even more incredible. If there are still many barren lands in Liaobei to promote planting, then within three to five years, will there be hungry people?

The government and the country have more money to build water conservancy, benefit the people, build the Great Wall on the border, and resist foreign enemies. If there is any Golden Crow Sect and Silver Crow, then the people will not forgive them easily."

The old emperor was stunned when he looked at the serious Zhang Fuling. Fang Jizhong kept squeezing Zhang Fuling's eyes behind the old emperor.

But Zhang Fuling has such a personality. He must say whatever he wants to say directly.

Fang Jizhong was also helpless and praised him all the time. This was all due to the credit of Zhongyuan Bo. This was against the taboo of the old emperor. Just as he was about to step forward, the old emperor raised his head and smiled.

"Your dear is right. Compared with a hundred years ago, our treasury is full, and there are so many things to do to promote. I cannot influence the overall situation because of the Golden Crow Sect. I have indeed thought too much.

This case will be handled by you two. As for the outside world, there is nothing to avoid. Just talk about the behavior of the Jinwu Sect so that all officials and the people will know that these people do not intend to let them live a peaceful life."

Zhang Fuling raised his eyes and looked at the old emperor, but in an instant, the old emperor changed a lot. He felt that the old emperor was tired and the anger he was treated like this by the court officials was completely different at this moment.

"I received the order, so I began to arrest people according to the list, and then began to interrogate them. If Hu Zongmao mentioned them, these must be important figures. As for Hu Zongmao and his ministers, they would draft a charter for His Majesty to take a look."

The old emperor nodded and patted Ji Zhong next to him.

"Okay, I don't need you to take care of me. Many things that are inconvenient to Zhang Aiqing's place are done by the factory guards. You can't let Zhang Aiqing get accused of."

Fang Jizhong knelt down and answered the order, and followed Zhang Fuling out of the imperial study room.

There were more than a dozen censors kneeling outside the door, holding memorials in their hands, as if asking for help. I don’t know how many times such a play will be staged in a day.

Since Hu Zongmao was captured, people have come every day.

Zhang Fuling's pace did not stop, and Fang Jizhong walked directly forward, but a censor quickly stood up and took two steps at once, directly blocking Zhang Fuling and Fang Jizhong's way.

"The Xiaguan has met Lord Zhang and Eunuch Fang."

It would be really bad if you stop me like this. After all, what I have to do next will really offend a lot of people. Even if Fang Jizhong comes forward, he can stop some people's arguments, but he must bear the blame.

At this moment, I didn't know if these censors would still stand in front of him like this self-righteously when they learned about Hu Zongmao's affairs.

Zhang Fuling stopped and looked at the person. The censor identified him for a moment, as if he remembered that he was Zou Yuhe and Zou Censor.

I remember that Zhou Heng and the others had just arrived in the capital and were embarrassed by this person. At that time, they realized that he seemed to be very close to the Wen family.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fuling's face became a little cold. I don't know when it started, but whenever he had something to do with Wen Shangshu's clan, there seemed to be nothing to be put on the table. Zhang Fuling asked lightly:
Chapter completed!