Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 408: The secret of ghost doctor Songkang
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This is too cruel. Although Xuan Tianming didn't understand what the scalpel was, he could still understand the meaning of half-body. So he stopped unbuttoning the buttons and patiently explained to her: "I am wearing the wrong clothes today, and I am wearing the most troublesome thing. There is something in the lapel, so I have to take it out."
Feng Yuheng blinked, "What is it? Mysterious."
He said: "It was stolen, something related to the ghost doctor Song Kang." As he spoke, he unbuttoned the last button on his collar and took out a few pieces of paper.
Feng Yuheng twitched the corner of her mouth and leaned over, holding the pieces of paper in her hands and reminding him: "Don't wear these clothes when you go out in the future."
Xuan Tianming was very cooperative: "I will ask people to burn it when I get back."
"Bah!" She rolled her eyes in anger, "No good living person would want to burn his own clothes. Don't say such nonsense in the future." As she spoke, her eyes had already fallen on those pieces of paper.
The pages are yellowed and the ink is dry and light, obviously showing its age. What is written on it is not words, but pictures drawn with ink. What is drawn on those pictures is actually a most basic surgical procedure. In other words, it cannot be called a surgical operation, it is just a simple replacement of bones, organs, or even blood and skin. The drawing paper was only black and white, but everything on the picture was so **** that even a surgeon like Feng Yuheng, who was really used to life and death and autopsy, couldn't bear to face it. Because it's too intuitive, too cruel, and too unscrupulous. It's not surgery. It's killing one person alive and then saving another. Or you shouldn't call for help, but really... extending your life.
Xuan Tianming said: "What is recorded here is a secret skill. It is said that the ghost doctor took it from the last living person of a mysterious tribe on the verge of extinction. The Songkang man was obsessed with medical skills all his life. When he saw How can he not be tempted by such a secret technique? He thinks it is the most powerful way to heal people in the world. As long as he learns this secret technique, he will be in control of the secret of life."
"So he revealed to the outside world that he had such abilities, attracting many rich and powerful people to ask him to treat illnesses and extend their lives. In order to survive, those rich and powerful people continued to provide Song Kang with living bodies. . Then Songkang used these living bodies to practice step by step, and finally reached the state of exchanging bones and organs." She took over the words and spoke calmly.
Xuan Tianming did not know that Feng Yuheng was feeling a little bit lucky at this time. She was glad that it was only a person of this era who had a whim to study this method of healing people, rather than a person who, like her, had traveled from later generations to conduct ancient surgical experiments. This was good, otherwise, if there were future generations of people with such terrible ambitions and murderous intentions, she didn't know what the world would be like if that person was allowed to continue living.
"What are you thinking about?" Xuan Tianming asked her, "What do these pictures remind you of?"
Feng Yuheng shook her head, "I was just thinking..." She suddenly laughed, came to Xuan Tianming's side, and shook the drawing paper in her hand, "You said, if these so-called secret techniques I I already know how to do it, and I don’t need to be like Song Kang who has been doing experiments on living people for so many years. Then I can do it even better than him. I can guarantee that the success rate is more than 90%! You think, if these are allowed If Song Kang finds out, will he be angry to death?"
Xuan Tianming also smiled, "I knew our miracle doctor Heng was much more reliable than that ghost doctor Song Kang." He had always believed that Feng Yuheng's medical skills were the best in the world, let alone Song Kang. Even her grandfather Yao Xian couldn't match it. "Let's go and **** him off tomorrow."
Xuan Tianming stayed in the county lord's mansion until dark, and successfully enjoyed a dinner cooked by Feng Yuheng. In the end, he was kicked out by Feng Yuheng. The moment the gate of the County Lord's Mansion was closed, Huang Quan sighed: "Your Highness is so pitiful."
Feng Yuheng curled her lips and said, "If you are still lustful, kicking him is considered a light thing."
That night, Feng Yuheng did something particularly worldly—counting money!
She didn't have the mood to take a look at the gold sent by Qianzhou people until now. A particularly large darkroom was dug underground in the county lord's mansion. She didn't know what the big darkroom was used for, but she took over it. Then it can only be used to hide money. Ten million taels of gold were packed into countless wooden boxes, and even a dark room as large as the County Lord's Mansion was half filled.
Feng Yuheng hesitated. She had never had a deep understanding of ancient silver currency conversion. When she first said it, she said five million taels of gold, it was just a casual comment. It wasn't until these things were placed in front of her that she realized that with so much money, was it safe to hide it here?
She really wanted to put all the gold in the pharmacy space, but firstly, there was not enough space to put these boxes. Secondly, there were too many. She had to put them one by one by herself, even if she was tired. She was exhausted.
There is no other way but to break it into parts, wrap the gold in one of the boxes in a bag, divide it into small portions, and put it in the storage room of the space. Keep these with you in case of emergencies. The rest should be put here temporarily. At least for now, the County Lord's Mansion is still a safe place.
Feng Yuheng once tried the automatic filling function of the pharmacy. She tried putting ancient things in and taking them out to see if it would automatically fill. Unfortunately, after trying many times, I discovered that there is no way to copy the things that were put in later. Only the things that were originally in this space can be automatically filled. The only functions that can be enjoyed by the things that are put in later are to keep them fresh and be available at any time.
That’s fine, Feng Yuheng thought. If anything can be copied after entering the space, wouldn’t the space be filled up? Every time something is added, it is equivalent to occupying a space forever. None will disappear. With so many people coming and going, I'm afraid there won't even be enough people to squeeze in.
She was having a lot of fun counting money here, but on the other side of Feng Mansion, Feng Jinyuan was sitting in the hall of Shu Yayuan, sighing with the old lady looking at each other.
The old lady said: "We used to be able to keep her in check when she wanted to take care of the affairs of the house, but now this situation... how can we allow us to make the decision?"
Feng Jinyuan also sighed and had to face the reality: "I'm afraid that even if we can make the decision, it won't be as good as her ability to save the lives of this whole family. Mother -" He looked at the old lady and said: "The Qianzhou incident is very involved. Although the emperor didn't say much in the morning this morning, his son could see that General Pingnan was deeply worried. After the court dismissed, he also followed the emperor. I think the emperor must have something to discuss with him. Explain."
The old lady took a breath of cold air and analyzed: "General Pingnan is a military general who is in charge of the soldiers and horses in the southern border. In the Dashun Dynasty, the southern border is in the hands of General Pingnan, and the eastern border is in charge of Bu Cong. The western border and the northwest border belong to His Highness the Ninth Prince, while in the northern border, there is the Duanmu family... Did you just say that Duanmuqing helped the Third Highness to propose marriage again?"
Feng Jinyuan nodded: "Yes, I have agreed."
The old lady didn't object, she just said: "Think carefully."
Feng Jinyuan said: "I have thought of everything I can think of. Just as Duan Muqing said, the Feng family has no more choices now, not to mention what is said from the Qintian Prison."
The old lady was not actually very concerned about government affairs. The reason why she was able to make up her mind to analyze this with Feng Jinyuan was just to preserve the Feng family. But when Qin Tianjian saw Feng Xing, he was very attracted to her - "I originally said that Taoist Ziyang was somewhat virtuous, but you didn't believe it. What now?"
Feng Jinyuan knew that the old lady had deliberately taken one, but he did not expose it. Although he was sure in his heart that the so-called Fengxing was most likely Feng Yuheng, but Feng Yuheng Sitting on the Feng seat will not be of any benefit to the Feng family, and may even be a trick on him. But Chen Yu is different. Shen Yu has been raised according to that standard in the past few years. In addition, the Shen family no longer exists. The only one she can rely on is the Feng family. Only such a daughter is what the Feng family should Supported.
He made up his mind and said to the old lady: "This matter is settled like this, but..." Feng Jinyuan changed his mind, "But the mother just talked about the military power in the four realms, which really gave her son something else to do. An idea."
The old lady was puzzled, "What other ideas can you have for military power? Except for being able to form a marriage with the Northern Territory, none of the other three parties are on the same road as us."
Feng Jinyuan had a smile on his face, "Not necessarily." Then he met the old lady's confused gaze and said, "The Feng family must never hang themselves on a tree. Just in case, we have to do two things." Prepare."
The old lady stamped her foot and said, "Now that you have made your words clear, how else can you prepare?"
Feng Jinyuan reminded the old lady: "We don't just have two daughters, Aheng and Chen Yu, in our family. Don't forget, we also have Fendai and Xiangrong. Let's not mention Fendai for now, but just talk about Xiangrong. This year has been ten years. At one year old, I see that she is becoming more and more like her second sister."
The old lady was startled, then thought again, and seemed to have thought of something, "So you rushed to take Xiangrong back from the nunnery?"
"Yes." Feng Jinyuan said: "The nineteenth of this month is Chen Yu's birthday. I used this as an excuse to bring Xiangrong back. Originally I only had a rough idea. But now it seems... We need to talk to the general of the Bu family."
During the conversation between Feng Jinyuan and the old lady, another daughter's life was put to use by the family. At this time, Feng Chenyu, who had received the news, was walking around in his small yard with a bit of joy.
She was happy that the Feng family did not give up on her. She even heard that the third prince was being helped by the ghost doctor Song Kang and that he was expected to recover. The idea of Feng's life that had once been disillusioned in her heart gradually rose again.
She reached out and caressed the mole on her chin, and the words Kang Yi said when he saw her came back to her mind. Chen Yu thought, this is life! Her destiny in this life is to be the empress, the head of Ji'an County, and a steel smelter. Even if she succeeds in making steel, she will still serve her people in the future. It's just...she doesn't want to be a side concubine. If she wants to get married, she must marry to Prince Xiang's Mansion as a main concubine!
A layer of sinisterness came up, frightening the maids in the yard to slow down their steps one by one, and no one dared to say a word, but Feng Chenyu's momentum collapsed again at this time.
What can she do? The Shen family that could give her the most help and hope is gone, and Kang Yi is also about to die. No matter how unwilling she is, what can she do?
Unless...