The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 266 Nerve Damage

"Mom, it's good enough as long as the thought is there. Too much feast will make the guests feel uncomfortable." Everyone knew that the Song family's living conditions were not affluent, and excessive extravagance might have the opposite effect.

"What should we do?"

"Mom, how about you cut some potatoes?" Shen Yan suggested. In summer, sour and spicy shredded potatoes are the best way to stimulate appetite.

Add fried river shrimp, and there are four courses. According to custom, a banquet should have at least six courses to be considered respectable.

Shen Yan reviewed the existing ingredients at home and planned to stir-fry another plate of shredded pork with hot peppers, plus a dish of pan-fried crispy tofu.

Just as she was planning, she caught a glimpse of Yuanyuan quietly catching a few small river shrimps and planning to take them away secretly.

Shen Yan pursed her lips and smiled. Those little shrimps hiding in the bushes were not easy to keep alive at home, and would usually die quietly within a few days.

She picked up the colander, gently scooped out the shrimps, washed them, and then carefully sprinkled them with salt and finely chopped ginger to marinate them, preparing them for the delicious dish they were about to become.

Zhao's eyes fell on the pot of inconspicuous river shrimps, and she couldn't help but reveal a trace of indifference between her eyebrows. Past memories came flooding back like a tide. She remembered that she had also gone through a lot of trouble to catch such small things, but the taste after cooking was not as good as the wild vegetables that were readily available in the mountains. Boiling them in plain water made them tasteless, as if chewing wood chips; and if she chose to stir-fry them in oil, it would make her feel even more distressed, because the precious oil was wasted. Wouldn't such dishes seem too shabby and not decent enough to entertain guests?

Just as Zhao was wondering, Shen Yan had already picked up the kitchen knife and started chopping the meat skillfully. Her movements were neat and tidy, which gradually dispelled Zhao's worries. Then, Shen Yan took the sharp kitchen knife and cut the ordinary potatoes into strips, each of which was as thin as a hair. This skill surprised Zhao, who was used to rough methods. On weekdays, she only cut these potatoes into finger-thick pieces for stewing. She had never seen such delicate knife skills. Zhao stared at her intently, fearing that Shen Yan would hurt her slender fingers, but Shen Yan's movements were extremely steady, without any hesitation.

While Zhao secretly watched, Shen Yan quickly prepared all the ingredients, and then she poured half a pot of clear cooking oil into the pot, and immediately, the aroma of oil filled the air. The small river shrimps coated with flour jumped into the hot oil, and in an instant, their volume expanded, and their shells became golden and crispy. The rich aroma instantly filled the entire kitchen, causing people's throats to tighten and saliva to surge up.

When the river shrimps were out of the pot, Shen Yan lightly sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions on them. The green and white colors and aroma were extremely tempting, making people salivate at the sight. Zhao finally put her mind at ease and couldn't help but taste one first. The crispness and deliciousness that melted in her mouth made her praise involuntarily: "It's so delicious. It turns out that this humble river shrimp can be cooked in this way!"

A faint smile appeared on Shen Yan's face, and she thought that her mother-in-law would not feel sorry for the oil now.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, Song Yunfeng, under the concern of Chang Song and Bai Lao, finally agreed to let Bai Yi carefully untie his bandages. Fortunately, Jiang Zhen was also present. He knew every detail of the surgical operation and was not afraid of any questions that Bai Lao might raise. As the bandages were peeled off layer by layer, Bai Yi's face froze in surprise. When he first heard that Song Yunfeng was stabbed by the robbers, he thought it was just a flesh scrape. He never thought that the wound was so deep and horrifying, far beyond his imagination.

He took a closer look and saw that pair of eyes were wide open. After a long time, he slowly exhaled and was sure of it - Song Yunfeng's abdomen was as if it had been finely sewn, with dense stitches, as exquisite as a work of art.

"It really pierced the belly!" Chang Song exclaimed.

Bai Yi turned his gaze to Jiang Zhen, his expression much more serious than before. If the wound penetrated the abdomen, even if it was a superficial wound, if it was not treated properly, excessive bleeding could also be fatal. It was fortunate that Song Yunfeng survived!

"Excuse me, Doctor Lu, what suture material are you using? It doesn't look like common sewing thread." Bai Yi's tone was full of curiosity and respect.

Jiang Zhen was excited, but he tried his best to remain calm. It was a great honor for him to be respected as "Doctor" by a senior as virtuous and respected as Mr. Bai.

"I use catgut, which can be absorbed by the human body and does not need to be removed a second time, so it is most suitable." Jiang Zhen answered calmly.

"So that's how it is. When I was young, I had the honor of meeting Master Doctor Gu. He once mentioned that mulberry bark thread can be used for sutures, but he never thought that catgut thread is more excellent. Thank you for your guidance, sir." Bai Yi admired sincerely.

"No, no, my master taught us that the way of medicine is to communicate and share. Working in isolation will only lead to stagnation." Jiang Zhen quickly waved his hands modestly.

Bai Yi suddenly felt respectful: "Excuse me, sir, which school did you learn from..."

"Chinese faction." Jiang Zhen's words revealed a bit of pride.

Song Yunfeng coughed lightly, as if to subtly remind him of something. Uncle Jiang seemed to be getting carried away, and he was worried that if he continued like this, he would leak more information.

However, no one seemed to notice Song Yunfeng's little action. Bai Yi muttered a few words in his heart, realizing that his understanding of the world was still limited. The real masters were often hidden in this seemingly ordinary village, possessing amazing skills but content with being ordinary.

"Excuse me sir, what do you think about Song Yunlin's leg injury?" Bai Yi changed the subject and continued to ask.

"Yige's leg? Since the nerves are damaged, the key is to repair the nerves." Jiang Zhen said.

"Sir, do you mean there is hope for recovery?" Bai Yi was excited for a moment, and his voice rarely lost its usual calmness.

How could it be possible? The chances of saving the leg were slim, and perhaps amputation was the only option. Otherwise, the poison would penetrate deep into the internal organs, and his life would be in danger.

"In theory, it can be treated. I have been giving him acupuncture to prevent muscle atrophy, but the specific results need further observation." Jiang Zhen noticed the other party's concerns and did not say anything definite.

Bai Yi calmed down after hearing this, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be too rash. Although this gentleman knows the art of suturing, it does not mean that he has outstanding medical skills, otherwise Yun Feng would not have gone to such great lengths to find him. How can acupuncture alone revive the dead meridians? As for Song Yunlin's leg, he has basically determined that there is no way to save him.

He only hoped that Yun Feng would not blindly insist on his feelings for his younger brother, which would lead to delays in treatment and ultimately cost him his own life.

Bai Yi calmed down and asked politely, "Sir, do you have any unique treatment for kidney stones?"