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Chapter 229 The Madam’s Illness (6)

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The operation was completed very smoothly!

Mother Zhu, whose nerves had been tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief. She raised her hand slightly and gestured to Zhu Qingqing beside her, "Qingqing, please help me wipe the sweat off my forehead." Zhu Qingqing quickly put down the medical equipment she was organizing and gently wiped away the glistening beads of sweat with a tissue.

Mother Zhu slowly stood up, looking slightly exhausted as she walked towards a nearby chair. Each step seemed heavy. After all, she hadn't performed surgery in person in years since her retirement, and now, returning to the field, she still felt a bit tired. As she slowly sat down, she muttered to herself, "Alas, time is really unforgiving! Back then, I could easily perform several minor surgeries like this in a single day..."

Zhu Qingqing: "Mom, I think you'll be busy again from now on."

Mother Zhu nodded in agreement. "The medical care in this Great Zhou is so poor, your father and I can make use of our remaining medical resources."

"Mom, take a rest. I'll go clean up."

"Okay. Keep an eye on the liquid."

Mother Zhu closed her eyes and dozed off.

Zhu Qingqing was busy cleaning the operating room. She carefully counted the various instruments, put them away carefully, and then cleaned them one by one and placed them in the sterilizer for strict disinfection.

After all the work was completed, she came to Zhu's mother, carefully supported her, helped her take off the surgical gown that was soaked with sweat, and then led her to the sink to wash her hands. After washing her hands, Zhu Qingqing thoughtfully poured a cup of warm water for Zhu and handed it to her.

After a short rest, Zhu Qingqing took out her phone and called her godmother. She said calmly, "Godmother, we just had an operation. Could you spare some time to come over and help clean up and handle some follow-up matters?" Jiang Suyun's gentle voice came from the other end of the line: "Okay, Qingqing, I get it. I'll be there tonight."

Hearing her godmother's affirmative answer, Zhu Qingqing responded, "Okay, I'll come over again tonight." Then she hung up the phone.

As time passed, the liquid in the infusion bottle gradually ran out.

Mother Zhu turned to look at Zhu Qingqing and instructed, "Qingqing, let's go back after this bottle of liquid is finished, so as not to keep us waiting over there for a long time." Zhu Qingqing nodded to show that she understood.

It didn't take long for the fluid infusion to be completed.

While the eldest lady was still unconscious, Zhu Qingqing said, "Send us back to the eldest lady's room."

In the blink of an eye, they returned to the eldest lady's room.

The eldest lady lay quietly in bed.

Also brought along was a pool of blood, which Zhu Qingqing poured into a wooden basin beside the bed. She would show it to the family later to prove that the embryo had indeed been aborted.

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The weather was exceptionally cold, and the biting wind lashed at people like a sharp whip, seemingly piercing through thick cotton-padded clothes to the bone marrow. Forced by the severe cold, the old lady and the second wife had no choice but to move to the warmer house next door to escape the biting chill.

Mr. Zhu and Wang Xiangdong insisted on guarding the door, saying that Dr. Chen would call them if necessary.

So the second wife had to arrange for someone to set up tables and chairs, serve hot tea and ask Doctor Zhu and Wang Xiangdong to sit and wait.

Mr. Zhu was not polite and called the old doctor

Drink tea and chat.

The reason why the old doctor is still here is that this is the most difficult patient he has ever encountered. He wants to stay and learn, so he has been asking Dr. Zhu for advice.

In the courtyard, the servants remained at their posts, quietly waiting. Their expressions were tense, their hearts filled with anxiety and curiosity. Each one pricked up their ears, listening intently for any sound coming from the room. But surprisingly, the entire room was as quiet as if forgotten by time, without even the slightest sound.

The servants looked at each other in bewilderment, their hearts pounding, "How exactly will that mysterious female doctor treat the Madam? Isn't it just like a regular doctor, taking the patient's pulse first, then carefully prescribing the right medicine?" This doubt hung over everyone like a fog, making them even more eager to know what had happened in the house. They worried about the Madam, but seeing Doctor Zhu and Guard Wang standing guard at the door, their relaxed demeanor eased their nerves. The Madam should be fine.