The human blood that had just been dripped slowly spread out and spread together with the two kinds of blood in the basin, but did not merge together.

When Mrs. Su saw it, she breathed a sigh of relief for some reason and said with a smile: "It's not melted, it's not melted."

Man Bao thought thoughtfully, "What if we add some salt?"

Bai Shan continued: "Try adding some vinegar to the other side?"

Man Bao nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, let's try them all. Go get the salt and vinegar."

Mrs. Su was confused, "Why do you need to add vinegar and salt to it?"

Bai Shan glanced at Man Bao and said, "I remember you said before that water is divided into acidic and alkaline, and salt can be added to the alkaline."

Man Bao nodded repeatedly, "Yes, so let's try adding some salt and vinegar."

Mrs. Su glanced at the girl and sent a servant to get it.

The two of them tossed around, adding salt and vinegar. If it weren't for the fact that there were only two drops of scattered blood in the basin, Mrs. Su would almost have thought they were cooking.

After a lot of tossing, the two layers of blood in one of the basins slowly blended together.

Everyone onlookers opened their mouths in surprise.

Manbao became satisfied and took out a pen to write down, "How much vinegar did we just pour into it?"

Bai Shan: "Twenty-one drops."

"It's been a long time. I don't know how long it would have taken for the two bloods to blend together if vinegar had been added from the beginning."

Bai Shan saw the boy guarding the house standing at the door, looking towards them, and said, "Let's try again later."

He motioned to Man Bao to see the boy.

Man Bao turned his head and glanced, then handed the pen to Bai Shan, apologized to Mrs. Su, and went to see the person first.

Mrs. Su and the third wife also got up and walked to the door.

Bai Shan glanced at them and took up a pen to carefully record their experimental process just now.

The boy led Manbao into the house and whispered: "I feel it, and it seems that the third master is getting hotter and hotter."

Man Bao reached out and touched his forehead before feeling his pulse.

She frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Go and get my backpack, and I'll give him a needle."

The boy hurriedly went to get something.

After giving Su Jian an injection, the fever didn't go away, but it didn't get any higher. Man Bao wrote a prescription, thought about it, and said, "Go and see the imperial doctors. It doesn't matter who they are, just ask one of them to come and take a look at the prescription."

.”

Naturally, it was Dr. Zheng who had just fallen asleep. He felt Su Jian's pulse, looked at Manbao's prescription, changed two names of the medicines, and asked, "What do you think, Dr. Zhou?"

"

Man Bao took a look and saw that he was gentler than her and was indeed nicer to Su Jian, so he nodded.

Doctor Zheng handed the prescription to the boy and said, "Go get some medicine and boil it."

After carefully pouring the medicine and covering it for half an hour, the patient began to sweat and the fever went down.

Man Bao reached out and touched it, nodding with satisfaction, "It's a low-grade fever. It's not very serious. Just leave it as it is. Feed him more water."

Doctor Zheng, who was napping beside him, nodded confusedly and continued to sleep with his chin propped up.

Man Bao went out to tell Mrs. Su the good news. The Su family all breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing how tense they were, Man Bao said, "Mrs. Su, you can't do this. He will definitely have a fever from time to time in the past few days. If you are all so tense, I'm afraid you will get sick before he gets better."

Mrs. Su sighed, "Parents' hearts cannot be controlled."

Man Bao looked at them sympathetically.

Mrs. Su took the opportunity to ask, "Mr. Zhou, don't you know my son..."

"The fever is gone, everything is fine."

Man Bao was about to go back and take another look at the basin when the boy waiting in the room suddenly screamed and ran out: "Old Madam, Doctor Zhou, Third Master is awake!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up and they immediately rushed in.

Man Bao quickly stopped the people behind him, "Just two or three people can go in..."

The others didn't dare not listen, so only Mrs. Su and the third wife went in.

Su Jian opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw the person in front of him clearly, he saw the face of a man with a haggard look and an unshaven beard. He shrank in shock, but found that there was a bed behind him and he couldn't shrink back.

Doctor Zheng, who took a closer look, became happy and said happily: "I'm awake, I'm awake, I'm awake, my eyes are clear, and there's nothing wrong with me."

But Man Bao squeezed in from behind him and pushed him to the side. Seeing Su Jian looking at them blankly, he stretched out a finger and waved it in front of his eyes and asked: "

Do you know how many fingers these are?”

Su Jian: "...One stick."

Man Bao nodded with satisfaction, "I am indeed awake. It seems that I really didn't hurt my head."

The two doctors nodded with satisfaction, "Fortunately, fortunately."

Falling off their horses, fighting, etc., they are most afraid of hurting their heads.

Even if she had opened the head of an anthropomorphic model, Manbao didn't really want to open the head of a real person. Although her hands were itchy, she felt that no one in this world would open her head, and if she could really open her head, then

The patient's condition must be more serious than this.

The two doctors took turns touching Su Jian and asked several questions. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, they stepped aside and allowed Mrs. Su and the third wife to come forward and talk to him.

Mrs. Su sat in front of the bed, held her youngest son's hand and began to cry. The third wife stood in front of the bed and cried.

Su Jian was so flustered by the two of them crying that he comforted her with a weak voice: "Mom, am I okay?"

"You're still okay. Your legs were broken. In order to save you, even your stomach was opened. You almost couldn't be saved, you know?"

Su Jian was stunned. He could understand the broken leg, but... "What do you mean the stomach was opened?"

He weakly raised his hand to touch his stomach, only to realize that it hurt a lot. His stomach hurt, his back hurt, his legs hurt, and everything in his body hurt.

Man Bao took a look and reminded, "Although it's bandaged, it's best not to touch it with your hands. Dirty hands will cause inflammation."

The third wife quickly took his other hand and sat down on the bed.

Su Jian's hands were both held, one was his mother and the other was his daughter-in-law. He couldn't move at all. He could only stare wide-eyed at the standing doctor and the little girl who didn't look familiar at all.

"Sanlang is awake?" The prince walked in with windy steps. Doctor Zheng immediately pulled Manbao aside and bowed deeply to salute.

Man Bao turned to the prince and nodded, then said, "Wake up."

The prince waved to Doctor Zheng, not caring that Man Bao didn't salute, and went to see Su Jian.

Mrs. Su and the third wife quickly stood up and stepped aside to salute.

The prince quickly helped Mrs. Su up, and kindly said goodbye to the third wife. Then he sat in front of the bed and looked at Su Jian, "My little sister wanted to come over to see you, but I stopped her. How do you feel now?"

"Is my little sister's health feeling better?" Su Jian said, "Let her recover well, or don't come here. Isn't there an imperial doctor here?"
Chapter completed!