The days when I was an obstetrician and gynecologist in Chang'an

In the afternoon class, Li Sanniang carefully explained the specific manifestations of the early, middle and late stages of pregnancy to the girls present.

"On this point, girls who are married and have given birth have an advantage, but you young girls who are not yet married are not at a disadvantage.

Now that you have learned this from me, you will be able to deal with it better when you get married and become pregnant in the future. You can learn from experience, which is also a good thing. "

Having said that, Li Sanniang sent out the assignments that were handed in for the first time one by one by name, "Okay, in the next time, let's comment on your assignments.

On this point, I have to praise Yu Xuelian first. Miss Yu's homework not only completely and correctly wrote all the knowledge points I taught, but also the handwriting is clear, which is very pleasing to the eye.

In view of this, I decided to add one point to Miss Yu, which can be included in the total score as an additional point in the final exam. "

Yu Xuelian was pleasantly surprised, but also a little astonished. She stared blankly at Li Sanniang applauding for her. After a few breaths, she hurriedly stood up and saluted, her face flushed slightly.

Jin Zhenbao looked at Yu Xuelian enviously, and looked back at the mistakes pointed out by Zhubi in the homework that he handed in, and encouraged himself in his heart: "Next time, we must do better!"

After that, Li Sanniang explained a few mistakes that everyone made, and then explained in detail, and then ended the class.

After tidying up a bit, Li Sanniang and Qiuxiang took the medical kit and got into the nineteenth-drive carriage and headed for Pingkangfang.

This time the main thing is not to go to the flower planting building, but to go to the orchid class.

It was to go to see Pingniang who was poured with mercury by Shen's mother. Li Sanniang was worried and wanted to see what was going on. (appears in chapters 407-409)
On the way, Li Sanniang picked up Ling Lan who was holding the child, and Li Sanniang looked at the full moon in the blanket, "You must have put a lot of thought into it. You have raised this child well, and it looks strong."

Ling Lan didn't take credit, just looked at Ping An and smiled.

Li Sanniang felt in her heart that Ling Lan raised Ping An as her own child, and that it was really a mutual redemption between the two.

After arriving at the back door of the Shihua Building, Qi Zhidie followed a few people into the back door of the orchid class after handing over safety to the girl she knew well in the building.

Li Sanniang looked at Shen's mother who was leading the way, and sighed in her heart. The girls here are all debts. If they can't be taught well, the debt will come to an end.

Mother Shen, she really looks haggard than last time.

Presumably, when Pingniang woke up, she would be crying, even dying, which made Shen's mother so upset.

Sure enough, when Li Sanniang went up to the second floor, she saw Pingniang lying on the bed with her hands and feet bound.

Shen's mother turned around and smiled flatteringly at Li Sanniang: "I made Dr. Li laugh. This child is disobedient. I can't help but want to seek death. There is no other way, so I tied her hands and feet."

Li Sanniang nodded expressionlessly without comment.

When Pingniang stretched out her hand to check Li Sanniang's pulse after the rope was untied from her hand, Li Sanniang found the scar on Pingniang's wrist.

The obvious self-mutilation should have been stabbed with a sharp weapon.

Very ruthless, ruthless enough to himself, seeing the scars, he didn't hold back.

Li Sanniang was stunned for a moment, ignored the scar, took out the pulse pillow and began to check the pulse. After the pulse was checked, she didn't ask any more questions, just spread out the paper, and planned to write a prescription.

Then, with his eyes, he signaled Suzuran to go forward and try to get a pulse.

Ling Lan didn't expect that Li Sanniang would ask her to take the pulse of an outsider in person, yes, an outsider, after all, in the past, Li Sanniang only asked her to experiment with the sisters in Shihualou.

So, at this moment, Ling Lan hesitated a bit, wondering whether she should go forward or not.

Just as Li Sanniang was about to speak, she heard Shen's mother say from the side, "Just look, it's all right, but it's just a try, and there are quite a few pieces of meat."

In this way, Ling Lan began to diagnose the pulse. During this period, Ping Niang lying on the bed did not respond, as if she was a dead body.

Li Sanniang shook her head in her heart, her heart disease was difficult to heal.

"Master, she has a weak pulse. Judging from her face, she should be suffering from abdominal pain all the time. It must be an incomplete abortion."

Li Sanniang nodded in satisfaction, then handed over the recipe to Ling Lan before sending it to Mother Shen.

"The prescription is opened, eat it on time, and it should be effective within ten days."

When they reached the door, Li Sanniang stopped and said, "Life is precious, so don't waste it."

Ling Lan helped collect the purse, Li Sanniang and the others left through the back door, and went into the Flower Building instead.

In the orchid class, Shen's mother carefully folded the prescription and put it in the hidden pocket in her bosom before returning to Pingniang's room with a sullen face.

Shen's mother held a gold-coated silver hairpin in her hand. The tail of the hairpin was very sharp. When she arrived inside, Shen's mother put the hairpin on the table, and raised her hand to untie Ping Niang's hands and feet bound by the rope.

Then he stood up, turned his back to Ping Niang who was lying on the bed, and said slowly after standing still: "I was sold into a flower house when I was eight years old. From the little girl who washes feet to today's Shen Mom, over 30 years of ups and downs, met countless sisters living and dying in the building.

I originally thought that saving you was for your own good. I thought it would be a hundred times better for you to be a concubine or concubine as a businessman in the future, than to subsidize a scholar with all my heart and soul.

But I thought it was good, but in your eyes, I have become a cruel woman who breaks up your lovers.

Let you go, impossible.

Even if the girl I raised dies in my hands, she can't let others spoil her. "

As she spoke, Shen's mother burst into tears.

Mother Shen, whose voice was choked up, paused for a few breaths before continuing: "If you still want to seek death, put the hairpin on the table and do what you want.

Looking back, a straw mat, I will send you to the morgue, which is considered to be the end of this mother-daughter relationship. "

After all, Shen's mother walked to the door, opened the door and left without looking back.

And Ping Niang, who was lying on the bed, already had tears in the corners of her eyes, biting her lips tightly, not daring to cry out.

Pingniang felt that Shen's mother's words were like a sharp knife, piercing her chest that was no longer beating because of the loss of her child and lover. She thought that her chest would no longer feel pain, but now it hurts so badly that she can feel the pain. Until I was still panting, I was still alive.

Pingniang got up from the bed tremblingly, sat on the edge of the bed for a while, waited for her breathing to be even, then Pingniang walked to the table, picked up the hairpin that she used to kill herself earlier, and looked at it carefully .

"After wiping off the blood, who would have known that this hairpin was once used to commit suicide?"

After changing hands, Ping Niang took the hairpin and walked to the bronze mirror and sat down. Looking at her haggard self in the mirror, Ping Niang laughed, and then she started to cry, laughing and crying at the same time, like a madman .

He raised his hand and inserted the hairpin into the bun on the top of his head, and smiled slightly at the bronze mirror. Ping Niang, who used to live for love, is dead, and now Ping Niang, who lived for herself, is alive.

It's good to be alive.

Live well.

After writing this chapter, I remembered a sentence in the article written by Mr. Zhou. I vaguely remember that it was a passage that I needed to recite when I was studying.

Although it has little to do with what is expressed in this chapter, the spirit is worth learning and thinking about.

A true warrior dares to face up to the bleak life and face up to the dripping blood. ——Quoted from Lu Xun's "Remembrance of Mr. Liu Hezhen"