Ling Jingxuan did not know what happened in the hall. After getting up in the morning, Sikong told him that the glass was shipped in the morning, and the Yanyu Pavilion also passed. When the news came, their plan was successful. Today, the Yanyu Pavilion was closed. The old blind man concealed the problem with the makeup teaching. Ling Jingxuan asked Shanzi to dress up with two medical children. He himself Arranged the things of the palace, and accompanied a few buns to accompany the **** that could not go to the ground, and then went to the outside shop with Sikong.

"Jing Xuan, are you getting so much glass? Is it expensive?"

Looking at the large pieces of glass stacked in the shop, Sikong couldn't help but curiously ask, the production process of colored glass is very complicated, and it can't be processed like iron. The bigger the glass products, the more expensive the glass is stacked. As big as the door, although there are not many patterns carved, the value is probably not cheap.

"This is used to make glass windows. In the future, the clinics of the doctors, that is, the doctors sitting in the halls are all equipped with glass doors and windows. The outside people can see the situation inside, and the operating room and the inpatient department temporarily Just install some on the roof to increase the brightness inside the house."

Expensive is expensive, you can build a hospital of your own in this ancient world where nothing, Ling Jingxuan personally feels very satisfied.

"Isn't that anything transparent?"

Sikong frowns, others will not easily steal the teacher?

"Oh, the benefits of transparency and transparency, at least we can attract more people. In the future, the two shops in the middle are the clinics. On the left is the inpatient department and the dress-up lounge, and a pharmacy. There are three operating rooms, one spare operating room, one warehouse, one studio and one office. The inpatient department can be opened to the outside. The operating room is forbidden to enter and exit. The studio only allows Shanzi and medical children. We entered, as for the office, we shared it, and we are currently doing this according to this plan."

Ling Jingxuan introduced him to his thoughts while walking. He wanted to build a hospital like Hyundai, and he could only go to the city to buy land. It’s already good. Fortunately, every shop is big and can be divided into Outside and inside, during surgery, it should not affect the knife. If you want to have surgery, I am afraid there must be a process. The ancients are too conservative. It is easy to allow others to move on them. And the surgery is risky, and it is impossible for everyone to save. Without letting them understand that even if the knife is dying, he is unlikely to allow the mountain to move the knife.

“What is the operating room and inpatient department?”

Sikong had not understood it for a long time, and his brain could not help but be confused. However, he was still humbly asking for advice. Since Jing Xuan said that he would be under his control, he would try his best to do his best. .

"The operating room is a moving knife, where you need to suture the wound. In short, for example, a dystocia pregnant woman is sent to us. If she can't give birth properly, in order to keep the child and the adult's life, we must have a surgical cut. Open her stomach to take out the child, and then suture the wound, and the inpatient department is the place where she temporarily stays after the wound is sutured for the pregnant woman. When the line is removed, it is determined that there is no recurrence to let her leave. Other situations There are still many, I will not give examples here."

"A laparotomy? Can the pregnant woman still live?"

He said it was simple, but Sikong was able to hear sweating. In his consciousness, when he opened his stomach, he died. How could he still live after being sewn?

"Oh, of course... I can live. When I was a mother who was difficult to give birth, I gave her a caesarean section. She is still alive and kicking. I don't believe you to ask Shanzi."

I have long expected that he will have this kind of reaction. Ling Jingxuan can't help but laugh. Can he say that modern brains can be opened? And he can do this surgery. If they say it, they are not blaming him for being a madman or being scared to death?

"No, I just think it's incredible. Jing Xuan, how can you think of so much? Are you not afraid of it?"

Shaking his head, Sikong has no doubts. He is simply curious, and he can't digest it.

"Well, when I was a child, a barefoot doctor who traveled around the country taught me."

The barefoot doctor who hasn't seen it for a long time came out again. It was also lost in ancient times. If it was put in modern times, the computer would check it out, and it would be impossible to check it. His lies were easily revealed.

"Oh, is it true that our hospitals will always see blood in the future? No wonder you always get some sheep, pigs to the mountain, they are constantly cutting and stitching, in order to exercise their medical skills?"

Sikong was not thinking much, and soon he digested what he said about the surgery. After all, Ling Jingxuan’s medical skills are obvious to all. Since he said yes, there must be no problem.

"Not necessarily, the kind of surgery is easy for people to believe. It is also a coincidence. When it comes time, Shanzi’s current medical skills are already very good. What they need is the accumulation of experience. After the hospital opens, they will As the main doctor, I will only take shots when they are unable to confirm the diagnosis. I hope their medical skills will improve as soon as possible."

The next time Yan Ruirui will go to the battlefield again, some of them will go together. You can save one more person. The chance of victory is one more point. He can only do so much for Ruirui.

"Jing Xuan, are you?"

Stopping, the Secretary is empty and watching his back. If you are preparing for the war, because of the identity of the three kings of the West, there is no way to say it. If you can, he naturally hopes that the country and the West There is no war, at least in the middle of his life, there is no large-scale war, but he also knows that it is impossible. Sometimes the war is not necessarily what the warring parties are willing to see. In this state, whoever is moving, the other two countries will follow along, including the sneak attack of Beiman and the resistance of small neighbors in the vicinity. It is not that they do not want to fight. I will play, from Jing Xuan’s opening of a hospital without cost, it seems that he is already preparing for the war that will break out. It is really not for him to be a Western King. Suitable for more questions.

"Well? Don't think so much, some things are very far away, and we can't control them. We just need to do as much as we can."

Looking back at him, with Ling Jingxuan's savvy, I can't see the tangles of his eyes? Although you can't guess a quasi-children, you can at least understand seven seven eight eight eight. They are people who are not gods. Many things are actually uncontrollable. They can only say that they should avoid certain things that should not happen. , consider as comprehensive as possible and do your best.

"Well, I understand what you mean, just?? Jingxuan, if one day the West and Qingguo fight, what should I do?"

In the past, he never thought about this problem, and his mind was full of unrealistic love. Recently, his ideas have matured a lot, and he is increasingly reluctant to see the conflict between the Qing and the Western countries.

"Oh... why didn't you think about it when you got married? Don't think about these things, at least not yet, isn't it?"

Without a good gas, he reached out and knocked on his forehead. Ling Jingxuan shook his head and went out. The workers were stepping up their time to modify. They stayed here and only disturbed them.

"At that time, I was only fifteen, not young."

After sweeping away the previous fears, Sikong vomited his tongue and chased him up. Ling Jingxuan looked back and said: "You are big now?" At the age of fifteen, plus his preparation for marriage, etc., it was only four years, not yet. Twenty.

"I will be twenty years early next year."

The man is fifteen years old, and twenty is already a big deal. It’s no wonder that he will be so confident. However, in Ling Jingxuan’s subconscious, he still follows some rules of past life. Twenty is still a child in his opinion. .

晟 Prince House.

"Wang Hao, are you coming back? You have ordered the slaves to go to the warehouse to take out all the cloth. What are you looking for?" The two walked back to the palace. When they went back, Lingyun and Song Shuiling were rumbling in the hall. The cloth, seeing them coming in, the two immediately greeted.

"Hey?? The cloth in stock of Wangfu can be opened. I will design a few clothes for you, and let the sewing room give you a few new clothes."

Seeing the cloth piled up on the table, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but marvel. Every palace in the palace has a small warehouse. There is a big warehouse in the front and back yards. Until now, he has not yet seen the things in the warehouse. Look at these cloths. I know that it is estimated that many good things can be turned over.

"Thank you, Wang Hao."

I have long been accustomed to his goodness to them. Lingyun Song Shuiling did not mean any rejection. They both took the lead. Others naturally bent down and bowed. Ling Jingxuan smiled and took a look at Song Shuiling and Ling Yun: "Oh... wait for you to marry later. At that time, I will prepare a rich dowry for you. It is not too late to thank me."

"Hate, Wang Hao makes fun of us, and Shui Linger will stay forever to serve Wang Hao."

The two faces are red, and the relatively lively Song Shui-ling's feet are not compliant. The smile on Ling Jingxuan's face is more and more brilliant: "Is there a saying? The big girl can't stay, stay and stay to be a feud, when you are fine. Still more dowry, if you have a favorite object in the future, remember to tell me the first time, if the other person's character is good, I will let you marry."

His next person, as long as he is loyal to him, is to let him install a dowry for them according to the specifications of the ordinary people, but he is also willing to do so. Of course, the next people are the same, and he will never let them be looked down upon. .

"princess.

The two men sighed at the same time, and they blushed and bleed, and they calmed down in peacetime. After all, they were only 14-year-old girls.

"I am a person, you are married, I will definitely give you makeup."

Next to Sikong, I was afraid that they were not ashamed. They took the subject with great enthusiasm and did not wait for them to protest. Ling Jingxuan squinted at the eyebrows: "I am not too happy to thank Wang Huan, the ordinary thing, he is embarrassed to take out the hand, you earned ""

In this era, the richer the woman's dowry, the more face she has in her husband's family. As their master, Ling Jingxuan naturally hopes that the more dowry they have, the better. Anyway, the squad is not a local tyrant.

"Slaves thank you to the king of China."

Even if they are all dying, the two are still inconsistent, and Sikong is not the same as Ling Jingxuan. In front of Ling Jingxuan, they can occasionally let go, but in front of others other than him, their words and deeds represent They are all princes and princes, and they can’t be lost even if they are familiar with each other.