The ancients loved to listen to opera, after all, they couldn't do much other than listening to opera, especially women.
It's hard to hear opera in the countryside, and the nearest theater is also in the town, so it takes a lot of money to get in, and the country people can't listen to it.
Although the old lady can't sing, she can speak, and she speaks in great detail.
"Where did you listen to the play?" Gu Jiao leaned over and asked.
"I don't remember." The old lady shook her head.
Seeing that she didn't look like she was lying, Gu Jiao said, "Then do you remember anything else?"
The old lady thought about it seriously: "No more."
Gu Jiao: "..."
Gu Jiao said again: "Then can you stop fooling people like this in the future?"
The old lady thought about it seriously again: "No."
Gu Jiao: "..."
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As the New Year was approaching, Gu Jiao became very busy, so she couldn't care about staring at the old lady all the time. The old lady occasionally acted as a demon, but she was able to hold on to herself and didn't cause any trouble for Gu Jiao and Xiao Liulang.
After that, Gu Jiao went to the temple again. The master in charge of property has not come back, so Gu Jiao decided to come back after the year.
The academy held another exam a year ago. I wonder if it was affected by the theft incident. Gu Dashun's performance this time was significantly weaker, and he suddenly dropped to tenth in the class.
Gu Xiaoshun's performance is very stable, still the last one.
Xiao Liulang rose by one place, but this time, it was not because he did well in the exam, but because the second and fourth last from the bottom were sick and asked for leave, tied with Gu Xiaoshun for the last one.
Many masters in the academy knew about the eight-legged essay that Xiao Liulang was admitted to, but since then he has never written an essay again, and the exam is basically blank.
Some people suspected that he was Jiang Lang's talent, and some suspected that he was admitted by fraud in the first place, but Dean Li has always firmly believed that Xiao Liulang is talented.
No matter what others say, he doesn't want to give up Xiao Liulang.
The imperial examinations are held every three years, and the autumn season will happen next year. If you miss it, you will have to wait for the next three years.
The candidates participating in Qiu Wei must be students, that is, scholars.
There was a county test after the Chinese New Year, and Dean Li hesitated for a while, before registering his name for Xiao Liulang without authorization.
Gu Jiao is still unaware of all this. The academy is on its annual holiday. Tomorrow is the day when Xiao Liulang will be operated on. She has to ensure sleep and adjust herself to the best state.
Before going to bed, Gu Jiao checked the small medicine cabinet, and sure enough, all the anesthetics and injections needed for the operation had already appeared.
These medicines are not the ones sold in the pharmacy in the previous life, they are all medicines from the research institute. Gu Jiao seriously doubted that as long as the research institute did not close down, her medicine cabinet could be replenished all the time.
Well, that's a good thing!
Gu Jiao took a good night's sleep. After getting up, she made breakfast and boiled the medicine for the old lady.
When Gu Jiao brought the medicine to the old lady's house, the old lady hesitantly looked at the pills on the plate, then looked at the medicinal juice in the bowl, and frowned, "Why do I think this soup is drinkable or not?"
"You think too much. Decoctions are as important as pills." Gu Jiao said without changing her face.
The old lady drank the pills and the decoction suspiciously, so bitter that she rolled her eyes, seriously suspecting that Gu Jiao was here to get revenge on her for being a demon in her usual life.
Gu Jiao still entrusted the old lady to Xue Ningxiang, and then went to the hospital with Xiao Liulang in Uncle Luo's ox cart.
Feng Lin would not miss such an important day.
He had been waiting at the hospital for a long time, but now that the weather is getting colder and colder, he doesn't want to sit and wait inside, and it freezes into a small popsicle outside.
Feng Lin saw the young couple on the ox cart at a glance, and his face sank.
He had the urge to scold the man and the woman, but when he pressed it, Brother Xiao was right, it was this woman who was getting more and more shameless and always clinging to Brother Xiao!
Gu Jiao looked calm when she saw Feng Lin: "You didn't go back for the New Year?"
Feng Lin hummed, "My home is so far away, how can I go back?"
Gu Jiao then remembered the inconvenience of transportation in ancient times. In the past life, the distance that the high-speed rail could reach in one day may take a month to walk here. Feng Lin may have not yet arrived home, and the annual leave is over.
Gu Jiao: "Oh."
Feng Lin who punched cotton: "..."
The date was set in advance, and shopkeeper Wang and the old doctor were waiting in the clinic just after dawn.
Feng Lin and Gu Jiao both followed.
The old doctor first asked Xiao Liulang about the situation of home medicine smoking in the past few days.
"Every night before going to sleep, there is a medicinal smoke." Xiao Liulang said truthfully.
Every night when he got home from school, Gu Jiao had already prepared the meal and boiled his medicine.
The old doctor nodded.
Feng Lindao: "Doctor Zhang, is Brother Xiao's leg getting better soon?"
The old doctor said, "Whether it's good or not, we won't know until after the operation."
"What did you say? Surgery?" Feng Lin was stunned.
Xiao Liulang's eyes also flashed a trace of confusion.
Gu Jiao was worried that such a situation would occur, so she never told them that surgery in this era is not popular, and everyone's acceptance is not high. It is generally believed that it will only be used in the battlefield.
Feng Lin was shocked: "Doctor Zhang! You didn't say it before!"
Of course, the old doctor wouldn't tell the truth, and said sternly: "It wasn't that the conditions at the time did not allow it. Now that the medicine has been smoked for a while, the meridians have opened, and the operation can be performed."
But this is a major event after all. To use a knife on a person, Feng Lin hesitated: "Is there any other way except surgery?"
"Yeah." The old doctor nodded.
"Will it be successful?" Feng Lin asked again.
"This can't be guaranteed," the old doctor replied, feeling his conscience. "If he succeeds, he will be able to resume his normal walking. If he fails, he may be worse than he is now."
This is also what Gu Jiao said at the beginning, even if she is the most powerful doctor in the institute, she would not dare to boast that any operation is completely risk-free.
"Brother Xiao..." Feng Lin backed off. He was a conservative and didn't want to take such a big risk.
Xiao Liulang moved the corners of his lips lightly, and said casually, "Then let's do the surgery, I'll take care of Dr. Zhang."
He promised so quickly that even Gu Jiao looked at him.
In fact, even after getting along for so long, Gu Jiao never really understood him, but at that moment, she seemed to feel a cold indifference from him.
It's like... He doesn't mind that the surgery might fail.
Is he really bold, or does he not care about his own life at all
Jiaojiao: You don't care, I care for you!
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After half a year, the little guy at home is not feeling well again. This time the local hospital has no choice but to come to Wuhan. The diagnoses given by doctors in different departments were different. The neurology department said it was a psychological problem, and he was hospitalized for suggestive treatment; the orthopedic doctor said it was a subluxation of the atlantoaxial joint, and he was asked to go home for traction and a cervical collar.
Her little family has an idea: "I'm not hospitalized! I don't want a neck brace either!"
I said, okay, so let's have a long-term plan? As a result, the pain in the hotel at night was so painful that I couldn't eat, so I obediently put on the neck brace and was hospitalized.
(End of this chapter)