Tang Chuxia saw her senior brother trying his best to endure the pain and felt quite relieved—it at least showed that he could understand the psychological shadow cast by being yelled at by a doctor.
Old Zheng was very satisfied. He instructed Tang Chuxia, "When you set the bone back in place, make sure to do it slowly, so they can feel which bone plays what role."
Tang Chuxia found herself in a difficult position. How could setting bones be slow? If it was slow, the patients would definitely be in pain.
Old Zheng clearly understood but still stated, "Don’t be afraid of their pain. Only through pain will they learn how to properly operate. Pain is the best teacher for humans!"
Tang Chuxia gave Old Zheng a thumbs-up. As expected of a master, he was truly ruthless.
Old Zheng gestured for Tang Chuxia to continue dislocating arms and legs, arranging for each to lie down so that it was easier for them to exchange experiences.
"I rember in the old days, to learn these techniques from my master, my arms and legs almost got dislocated so often that it beca a habit. So much so that now, my joints dislocate spontaneously, but luckily, I can pop them back in myself."
Old Zheng reminisced about the past while Tang Chuxia went click-click-click dislocating arms. It was really sothing one didn’t know how to comnt on.
It was just because Tang Chuxia was obedient and cooperative, and the students respected their teacher and didn’t dare resist, that the result was wailing and howling in the office that was even more exaggerated than in the patients’ area.
Many doctors and nurses from other departnts, upon hearing about this, crowded around to listen in whenever they had ti. It was indeed quite the explosion of noise.
Old Zheng was rather disdainful of these students’ embarrassing display and asked Tang Chuxia, "Xiao Tang, when you were learning bone setting, how many tis did you go through it?"
Tang Chuxia thought for a mont, "Not even once!"
She turned her head and said to Old Zheng, "Is it even necessary to go through it? Isn’t it about finding the right angle, applying the right force, and popping it back in instantly?"
Old Zheng clutched at his heart, his face the picture of shock.
His mouth kept muttering, "Talent, oh talent!"
Such people are blessed by the heavens with sustenance, and there’s no need for you to worry about going through so many processes! "It’s just so enviable!"
Old Zheng’s words garnered unanimous agreent from his disciples.
Indeed, it was too much; they were almost jealous to the point of being twisted out of shape.
Was this sothing a normal person could have?
They wished they had it too.
Tang Chuxia shrugged her shoulders, "Okay, it’s everyone’s turn now. You all know how to set bones. It’s just that the strength and the angle need to be explored. This requires frequent practice to master."
Tang Chuxia clapped her hands; she didn’t want to play with dislocating arms here. Old Zheng nodded his head in agreent.
That was the principle.
Old Zheng took Tang Chuxia to the cafeteria, "Let’s go get you sothing delicious!"
Tang Chuxia didn’t refuse. The uncle and niece were about to stroll to the cafeteria when, before they even made it out of the hospital doors, they were called back.
"Dr. Tang, that parturient woman is in trouble! She requests to see you!"
Tang Chuxia thought it was so ergency, considering it a human life at stake; she couldn’t just ignore it and agreed imdiately, running towards the scene.
Old Zheng followed behind, sighing.
What kind of situation was this?
Perfectly good people couldn’t live on, and those who could, didn’t act human.
Tang Chuxia thought she was needed to help with a major postpartum hemorrhage. After all, Elder Huang was a man, and even if it was to save a life, in these tis, the subject of won in labor was still sensitive.
But as soon as she followed the round-faced nurse, she saw the parturient woman, who, upon hearing that her husband and mother-in-law were going to accuse her of intentional homicide, beca desperate and tried to hang herself from the roof.
Tang Chuxia: ...
Do these people not understand that falling from the fifth floor might not kill you, but would definitely cripple you?
Quite irritated at her lack of self-care, Tang Chuxia, holding her breath, ascended to the rooftop.
On the rooftop, the parturient woman was about to fall.
Seeing Tang Chuxia, her eyes began to shine.
"Dr. Tang, I knew you would co for sure!"
But Tang Chuxia was far from happy, "Owe you? Enduring the stench to give you acupuncture, ruining my appetite for today is one thing. If both you and the child survive, I will accept it. After all, you called ’Dr. Tang.’ But what are you doing now?"
Do you no longer wish to live?
If you don’t want to live, just jump! Why look for soone else here? This isn’t wanting to die; this is trying to threaten .
Tang Chuxia felt anything but happy.
She knew that so people who jump off buildings really do jump, choosing a corner that doesn’t affect others and suddenly disappearing. That’s truly losing hope in the world, determined to die, and there’s no saving them, nor is it possible.
But most who choose to jump off a building are either sick or aggrieved. They don’t really want to die; they just want to draw attention to themselves in this way.
Tang Chuxia understood that, and she also sympathized with the parturient’s plight. Otherwise, she wouldn’t dare to act before any family mber had signed an agreent, especially after receiving professional training in another ti space, nor would she have risked being calculated against by throwing pillows and kicking knives just now.
Yet the woman she’d gone through so much trouble to save was now threatening her.
Who wouldn’t be upset?
But this parturient seed to be getting ahead of herself, yet unaware of it.
"It’s not like that, Dr. Tang, I don’t want to drag you down. I just can’t live on!" she protested.
Her family wanted her to go to prison. She thought it better to die than to be imprisoned and ruin her reputation.
Tang Chuxia rolled her eyes, "Cut the act. Weren’t you afraid when you just committed murder? Now you’re saying you can’t live on? You’re not unable to live on, you just want to get away from your disgusting in-laws and have soone solve all your problems!"
Without a child, it’s indeed a tragedy, but being alive ans endless possibilities.
Troubling others is unethical.
Tang Chuxia’s words made the parturient blush, but she was helpless.
"I know Dr. Tang must look down on , but what can I do? I really have no other options! I’ll die once I’m discharged!"
Even if she didn’t go to prison, returning ho would an death at the hands of her in-laws.
The parturient was very clear about that.
Standing next to Tang Chuxia, Mrs. Gu reminded her, "She just gave birth, and the child is gone. It’s normal for her to be emotionally unstable. Try to understand her!"
Tang Chuxia sighed. She understood, all too well!
It was frustration borne of disappointed expectations.
"Tell , what do you want to do?"
Since she sought her out, she must want sothing.
So capable of causing trouble, she should have strong vitality and not be dying any ti soon.
That’s what Tang Chuxia thought, but the parturient was straightforward, "Dr. Tang, I trust you the most here. When I’m gone, could you help burn my child with ? I don’t want my child to be alone!"
Tang Chuxia: ...
All sorts of curses flew through her mind, but unfortunately, her mouth wouldn’t cooperate, and she couldn’t swear.
What kind of person was this?
Asking for help with cremation?
Was that even humane?
Tang Chuxia was furious, and when she was angry, she ran out of patience to placate. She turned to Mrs. Gu and said, "Aunt Hong, I’m telling you, I can’t take this anymore!"
Mrs. Gu had a foreboding feeling.
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