A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] chapter 93

As the operation came to its halfway, an expression of agony finally emerged on Zhai Su’s face. Yet Song Qinghan didn’t show any mercy but just sped up his movement cutting the latter half of the tumour.

Well, the reason why Song Qinghan forced Zhai Su to drink all the wine he brought was to mitigate the pain Zhai Su might feel to a large extent.

He could only make it through this unwise decision since he wasn’t able to get any anaesthetic or mafosy (one kind of anaesthetic in Chinese ancient time) here.

He was as cool as a cucumber while he was fully absorbed in the operation. But people outside the room made an uproar in bustle, then all of them covered their mouths in astonishment, startled.

Only Doctor Shi who fixed his eyes on every single movement Song Qinghan made stood still with calmness. Though he found the scene kind of gross either, he didn’t even blink his eyes as if he was afraid of letting some crucial details go out of his mind. He did miss the chance to observe last time though when Song Qinghan made an operation for the leader boy of the acrobatic team, after all.

Yuan Wenxuan, who followed Song Qinghan and made a clear observation on the three recent operations, on the contrary, seemed to be immune to such a scene full of blood and flesh. He just stared at the upper half of the tumour which was placed on the table lonely, feeling nothing gross at all. All kinds of scenarios just popped up right in his mind.

Half an hour later, Song Qinghan sighed with a relief as he cut the last bit of the tumour out from Zhai Su’s chin while making sure that the incision on the man’s skin kept its minimum size. He then applied some medical cream on Zhai Su’s chin and wrapped it with gauze.

Yuan Wenxuan looked at the tumor which was thrown by Song Qinghan in a basin on the table and finally got a sense of creepiness while all his goose bumps erupted all of a sudden. He pursed his lips and pointed at the basin, saying gently, “Master, how are we gonna to handle with this?”

Song Qinghan took a glance at Zhai Su, and then said with a decisive look, “Burn it!”

Zhai Su on the bed didn’t dare to make a big movement since he could clearly feel that his chin just stopped bleeding. He just moved his lips weakly, saying, “I… I will do it.”

Song Qinghan pondered for a brief moment without a word, and then he uttered suddenly, “Handle it today, don’t you store it or something. Alright?”

With sympathy, Song Qinghan could fully understand why patients wanted to destroy the culprit which had long suffered him. But he also knew that such a pile of flesh from human’s body would definitely incur the emergence of various germs and viruses. It would be a pity if the patient got a secondary infection from them.

And then it was Zhai Su who showed eagerness to make an order, “Ask a servant to get me another basin here, I will burn it my own now.”

Not long, one of the servants came into the room with an iron basin in hands and then placed it on the table. Song Qinghan was tensed yet motionless while eyeing Zhai Su getting of bed slowly throwing a piece of lighting candle into the iron basin, and then he came to warn, saying, “Alright now, get back to your bed and take a good rest. I’ll get the rest part of the tumour out of this room as it’s burning. Otherwise, such an action is no good for your recovery.”

“Okay…” answered Zhai Su weakly, and then he got back into bed, lying. He finally smiled, smiling big as if the icing face of his finally melted by a fire of warmth, a great smile of total relief. he turned on Song Qinghan, saying gratefully, “Thank you so much, Doctor Song, from the deepest side of my heart.”

Song Qinghan nodded, and then he commenced packing all his tools while trying to warn Zhai Su, “I had told you the notifications. Just take care of yourself deciding what you can eat and what you shouldn’t. I will come back your mansion regularly in these few days and check out your recovery. Just take a good rest and take good care of yourself.”

After that, he made a gestured to the people outside the room, motioning them that it was time for all of them to leave.

A twittering sound burst as this group of people walked far from where Zhai Su stayed, it was Old Zhu who started, “Doctor Song, Doctor Song, everything is just fine now? Will Su get a scar on his chin?”

Well, no one knew whether Zhai Su would be haunted by another suffering from the scar or not if he really got one.

Song Qinghan shook his head, saying confidently, “It all depends on his personally physical situation and how better he will get in his recovery period. But well, if he is really going to get a scar on his chin, it will be only one single white line lingering on his lower part of chin. It won’t definitely influence his beauty.”

Old Zhu nodded thoughtfully, and then it was Doctor Shi interrupted, “Doctor Song, how can you make it to cut the tumour with such a precise movement? I noticed that the position you chose to cut was so accurate, I think that’s why he didn’t get much blood flowing out from the incision, right? If it was other who made the operation, he would definitely just stand there with a rather dumb face not knowing where he should start.”

Being inquired like that, Song Qinghan was stunned all of a sudden. At first he was intending to answer that it was just out of his proficiency for thousand times of practicing. However, in thinking that Doctor Shi probably would buzz around him for further details, and that he couldn’t even make any more excuse to cover the fact that he was from a time of thousand years later, he said in a vague tone, “Well, probably it’s because of my talent, I just know where I should make that movement.”

With an utter surprise, Doctor Shi stared at Song Qinghan yet he didn’t even doubt about what Song Qinghan said, he just praised, “Of course, I can’t even figure out the other reason except the talent thing you mentioned.”

Exhaustion overwhelmed Song Qinghan’s body after that operation, he carried Little Shitou in his arms while saying goodbye to the fellows, and then went back home holding Yuan Wenxuan’s hand.

After taking a bath and changing cloth and getting out of the bathroom, he saw Wu Dahu just came back showing up at the gate in the yard. Everything seemed to be normal as usual except the gloomy face on Wu Dahu.

It was ODD! Even if Wu Dahu met some troubles on weapon practicing, he would never show a face like that. The face was strangely full of wrath, which made Song Qinghan think of something in his mind. He then asked tentatively, “Did someone trouble you?”

Hearing that, Wu Dahu got his face more sullen, he frowned, answering, “The femina son of the curator. He has been resorting every possible means to set me up since I get involved in the club. He instigated violence against me. I would have forgiven him if he had just set me up for several times. But he’s just being an annoying fly buzzing around me. It really bothers me.”

Song Qinghan nodded understandingly, well, it was just like the situation that he had always been buzzed by some unwise questions from some annoying junior fellows while he was doing an experiment in his school times.

He then suggested after a brief moment of pondering, saying, “Can you get the curator informed about that? And ask him to force his son not to be unruly.”

Wu Dahu smiled bitterly and shook his head, he sighed with resignation, saying, “You bet! The curator just over-spoils his femina son. In addition, that annoying boy didn’t do anything but just instigated the others to start a fight, he’s just being an instigator. No evidence can be found to prove that he is the one who provokes everything. So I only have to shut my mouth.”

After that, he saw that Song Qinghan’s face was twisted with full of worry, and realized that he had passed the negative impact on Song Qinghan. So in the next second he hurried to console, saying, “It’s fine, I just got some troubles when I practiced and he happened to get me another trouble. That’s why I got wrath out of my mind. You don’t have to worry about me, I can surely handle it.”

Though Song Qinghan was nodding, he still tried his best to help his husband think of some ways.

How could he not be worried? No one would be easy if his husband got some troubles.

He thought for a while, and then something seemed to occur to him in mind, he then asked hurriedly, “Does that femina boy get any wooer around him? I mean, someone who might has crushed on him for a long while.”

Though Wu Dahu couldn’t figure out why Song Qinghan would ask something about this, he still nodded as a response, and then answered, “Yes, someone named Xiao Lin. It seems that he has been infatuated with that boy for a long time. And he is the one troubling me the most.”

The penny dropped as an expression of confidence emerged on Song Qinghan’s face. Well, if someone was really willing to devote himself helping the other party, then they must have a deep feeling for each other.

He suddenly changed the topic while whispering, “Then let’s start with that guy.”

Wu Dahu looked confused and asked, “Wait, start with what?”

Song Qinghan’s eyes sharpened, a smile of evilness emerged as he crooked his lips, and then he answered mysteriously, “Bring Xiao Lin here, and you’ll see.”

Wu Dahu stood there dumbfounded, he didn’t even know how difficult it would be to bring Xiao Lin here. Yet he still nodded when he turned to Song Qinghan.

After lunch, Wu Dahu took a nap and then headed to Liangyi Martial Club again. Song Qinghan carried Little Shitou and headed out as well.

He didn’t go anywhere but the lodge where the leader boy of the acrobatic team stayed.

The leader boy of the acrobatic group seemed to be quite happy when he saw Song Qinghan showed up right in his room. He cried in excitement, “Doctor Song! You’re free today to come over here. Thanks to you, I have almost got my injury recovered.”

Song Qinghan approached and checked the incision on the boy’s belly. He nodded with satisfaction when he saw that no inflammation happened at all, and then asked while being honest, “I wonder if the other members from your team are still alright or not. If they are still here in this place, I think I might have something to bother you guys…”

“No, no, nothing will bother us as long as it’s Doctor Song’s demands. We will be much honored to help you. Xiaosi, go and get all your brothers here now!” said the leader boy and then he made an order to the other boy in the room, waving his hand.

“Oh wait,” shouted Song Qinghan, he grabbed the arm of the kid who was about to step out the room, “I’m not urging you to do so now. I’m just coming here today to check out when you’ll be free. Just take it easy, it’s not an emergency.”

The kid looked at the leader tentatively, he was quite hesitant now about whether he should leave or stay. The leader boy pondered for a moment, and then uttered directly, “Well then! Xiaosi, just stay here. Tell them when they come back.”

After that, he turned to Song Qinghan gratefully, saying, “Our brothers now get their own jobs and are hard-working. Thanks a lot, Doctor Song. If it wasn’t you who saved me from such a life-threatening trouble, they might still be idle without any inspiration in life. Though what they earn now can only support our daily life, we still have a strong belief that we can make it to get a successful business.”

Song Qinghan smiled, “Those bandits, they didn’t come again to bother you, did they?”

The leader boy shook his head with his eyes glittering with coldness, “I think they are quite afraid of Huichun Shop, they didn’t dare to come to me in this lodge. And they can’t find my brothers either. As time goes by, they give up. Well, maybe they can let go of this matter so easily, but we can’t! We will surely take the revenge as long as we get a chance in the future.”

Song Qinghan didn’t say anything to object at all since it was a good thing for a man to be ambitious and rough. He just nodded, straightened his back, saying, “Since your brothers are willing to give me a hand, I won’t trouble myself to find others. Those who get a free time come to my house in the evening of the day after tomorrow. Make sure that they are all going to put on mask and scarf on head.”

Though the leader boy was with an utter shock when he heard the queer requirements from Song Qinghan, he still got an immediate reaction, promising, “OK, we’ll be there in time.”

After that, Song Qinghan bid farewell to the leader boy, and then left to the bazaar carrying Little Shitou in his arms. He back home before the darkness overwhelmed the sky.