Han Jing quickly shut her mouth and nodded vigorously.
Su Yaogeng looked at her, finding it both funny and exasperating, and shook her head in resignation: "Alright, go back and rest soon. It’s really late. You need to take care of your health, you’re not alone anymore. How can you keep tornting yourself like this?"
"Okay, okay, I’ll head back now. Mother, you should rest early too. I’ll co visit you again tomorrow morning." Han Jing got up to say goodbye, eager to go back and ask An’an.
An Chuxue knew sothing had happened here and felt it inconvenient to co over, but she was still a little worried and stayed up waiting for Han Jing. Seeing her return, she quickly asked, "Did sothing happen? Why are you back so late?"
Han Jing gestured for Mu Jin and the others to go rest, leaving only her and An Chuxue.
"An’an, you’ve been in surgery for so many years, do you know if a Lady Shi can have surgery?" Han Jing asked.
An Chuxue widened her eyes in disbelief, looking at Han Jing, and only after a while did she react: "Are you saying..."
"It’s my mother, An’an, you must think of a way." Han Jing looked at her and let out a breath: "I really feel like eting you was destiny."
"Of course it was!" An Chuxue raised her eyebrows, then said, "Lady Shi can be of two types, true and false. I’ll need to see before I can be sure. You’re lucky I have eyes sharper than X-rays, otherwise I might not be able to tell. But don’t worry, it’s not a very difficult surgery. Only a very small number of particularly severe cases might be troubleso. If it’s that severe, and the best age for treatnt is missed, it could cause so uterine diseases, making it difficult to conceive again."
"Talking about those technical terms with you isn’t much use, so let’s wait until I’ve seen her tomorrow to be sure." An Chuxue had so confidence in herself, having done similar surgeries before even though such cases were very rare, and fortunately, it’s not a particularly difficult surgery.
So she was quite confident, but An Chuxue was troubled: "The surgery itself isn’t hard, the difficulty lies with the dication. You know, we don’t have any dicine now. If an infection arises later... it could beco more complicated."
In modern surgeries, they use Western dicine, with many components extracted and ticulously compounded. Given the current poor conditions, it’s really challenging.
"This..." Han Jing couldn’t think of a good solution, as she really didn’t understand anything about this.
"Uncle Yun does have many good dicines. If you perform the surgery and let him use dicine to nurse my mother back to health, it shouldn’t be a problem. But... how can we get Uncle Yun to check my mother’s pulse without letting him know the truth?" The only person Han Jing could think of was Yun Feng. Yun Feng ca from so thousand-year family, the Yun Family, so surely he had many good traditional dicines. Traditional dicine has its miracles; it’s better than Western dicine in terms of recuperative treatnt, and as long as An Chuxue’s surgery is a success, the follow-up care should be fine.
"You’re silly. No matter whether he finds out or not, as long as he doesn’t say anything, we can just assu he doesn’t know, right? Besides, if my surgery is successful, how could he diagnose it?" An Chuxue felt this kind of thing can only be discovered through examination, not just by feeling the pulse.
Han Jing nodded: "It does seem to make sense~"
PS: Today, Qiqi’s house suffered an unfortunate power outage again, and Qiqi is really on the brink of breakdown. It’s a good thing the power just ca back, otherwise, I really couldn’t explain myself to everyone. Qiqi will try to write the promised six Chapters, and if not done, will make up for it tomorrow. Thank you all for your understanding.
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