imperial psychologist

Chapter 96 Surgical Essence
In the Embroidery Department, many people gathered around a table and chairs, staring at the person in the middle with breathless concentration.

"The demonstration just now is subcutaneous suture and figure-eight suture."

Bai Yi's voice rose and fell with his movements. He picked up the scissors beside him and cut the thread again.

"Next is one of my favorite stitches, the one I used on the puppet this time."

Hearing this, Bao Yuan couldn't help leaning forward.

"This kind of stitching, generally..."

Bai Yi suddenly coughed and didn't continue.

Baoyuan asked, "Generally what?"

Bai Yi has a black thread—this kind of suture is usually used when TKA is closed, which is almost easy to say.

"Generally, the sewing effect is clean and beautiful." He quickly answered.

There were muffled responses from all around, and everyone nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, the Embroidery Division often invites embroiderers outside to teach some new stitches, but no man has ever done this—let alone such a young man.

Bai Yi's hands were already full of calluses due to two years of honing in the kitchen, with deep and shallow burn marks and mottled ones.

On the back of the middle finger and index finger of his left hand, there are several scars that are very conspicuous—almost all of them were cut when he was extremely sleepy and had to continue working.

Even though he stopped the bleeding quickly at that time, he still worried about the bacterial infection for several days.

But such a pair of hands is still very good-looking, and the slender fingers are well-defined.

Bo Ling looked at Bai Yi's hands silently from the side.

Since Bai Yi started to learn how to cook, she could only see him two or three days a month at most, and sometimes she didn't return for a month. She almost never paid attention to the details on these hands.

Looking at it now, I can't help feeling a little distressed.

"That, Master Bai...?" A palace official said hesitantly, "I want to ask a question."

"Yeah." Bai Yi stopped his hands and looked up at her, "You ask."

The young man's eyes were as bright as stars, the palace man immediately looked away, and said in a low voice, "Why do you tie a knot every time there is a line? I see that the few knots just now seem to be all the same...?"

"Ah, yes, for the sake of being strong." Bai Yi smiled, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "You have observed carefully, and they are indeed different."

He fetched another coil of thread from elsewhere, "Speaking of knotting, why don't I demonstrate a few common techniques—"

"It's a single knot."

"It's a square knot."

"It's a triple knot."

"It's a surgical knot."

"It's a false knot."

"It's a slippery knot."

……

Bai Yi will do every movement quickly, let everyone see the effect first, and then repeat it two or three times in slow motion.

"Like the one-handed square knot above, after ordinary people are proficient, they can probably tie 15 or 1000 knots in a cup of tea (1000 minutes)." Bai Yi continued, "But don't pursue speed when you start practicing. Remember 'be firm first and then fast'. A cup of tea with [-] or [-] knots is nothing in itself, but if each knot is square and square, the knot is formed without tension, and the direction of the thread is very accurate, then it is very easy to achieve such a speed. Amazing."

The palace people didn't speak on their faces, and the hands in their sleeves had already practiced repeatedly following Bai Yi's movements.

Bai Ling's attention was not on what Bai Yi said, she just leaned against the table and weighed her hands, watching the movements Bai Yi demonstrated.

It may sound strange to say that although the young man in front of him is wearing ancient clothes, Bo Ling seems to have seen him in a white coat teaching freshmen in experimental classes.

Bai Yi's whole sharing didn't last long, it took about half an hour when he was full.

When he was leaving, Bai Ling heard the whispers of several palace people behind him.

Some people say that these acupuncture methods are too rough and useless in the palace.

Some people say that although the acupuncture method is not good, the following knot-tying techniques are really useful.

Then someone retorted that Master Bai's stitching method is of course not suitable for thin materials like silk, but if she uses a fox fur cloak instead, she really thinks there is nothing wrong with it.

And so on.

More people rushed forward and sent them all the way out of the Embroidery Division, thanking them three times and praising them repeatedly.

"How do you practice your skills?" On the way back, Baoyuan asked curiously, "My dear, I thought you just invented something new by yourself, but I didn't expect that there are quite a lot of tricks."

"The more you practice, the better. I was also blind at first." Bai Yi replied with a smile.

Baoyuan laughed, "It's good to have you two brothers and sisters here, I feel that I don't have to worry about many things in the future."

Hearing what Baoyuan said, Bai Yi looked at Bai Ling, "By the way, how is the situation of the imperial concubine, is it better?"

"How can it be so fast..." Bai Ling replied with a smile, "I have only been in the palace for a few days."

"I think it's getting better." Bao Yuan answered from the side, seeing Bai Ling smiling and not speaking, she added, "Really."

Bai Yi immediately asked, "What's a good way?"

Baoyuan said with a smile, "At least the empress can distinguish now every night whether I am suffering from not being able to sleep, or because of 'not being able to sleep'."

Bai Yi was a little dazed when he heard that, "...I don't understand what this means."

Bo Ling smiled at the side, but did not explain.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand, Baoyuan's meaning is very straightforward.

In the past, the imperial concubine not only felt pain because she couldn't sleep, but also felt exhausted because she had to endure this unresolvable pain. On this basis, there were many new worries...

Like feeling useless.

For example, feel that God is unfair.

For example, I keep asking myself what is the meaning of living like this...

But now, although these pains still cannot be relieved, Qu Shi has been able to distinguish these types of pains, and understands that the former is mostly caused by physical illness, while the latter is mostly caused by her own endowment.

But these words, from her standpoint, are destined not to be spoken to a third person.

"You don't need to understand this." Bo Ling said, "It's good to take your time."

Bai Yi's brows still did not relax, and he looked into Bai Ling's eyes with some uncertainty, "Is this... a speculative game?"

"Actually, it can be understood as a speculative game."

After all, the pain the imperial concubine endured has not been reduced by half, she is just trying to understand the meaning behind every pain.

It's just that the incident itself can alleviate some feelings of loss of control and helplessness.

But compared to these, Bo Ling now wants to say something quickly and change the topic.

"So the noble concubine...why seek death?"

As soon as Bai Yi asked the question, Baoyuan stopped in her footsteps—the eyes that were still smiling just now became a little more vigilant.

Bai Ling's heart sank, but she was still a step late in speaking.

　Today's second update is at nine o'clock in the evening~

　　If there is no accident, the daily double update in the future will be at [-]:[-] am and [-]:[-] pm~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)