nucmednet Chapter 237 Ascaris piercing the gallbladder
Chapter 237 Ascaris piercing the gallbladder
He Yi turned to look at Xu Qingfeng who was sweeping the kang and asked:
"You are a doctor, and you can farm?"
Xu Qingfeng threw the small broom on the kang and jumped off.
"Hey, Master, you underestimate me, I know a lot more.
Although I don't know how to grow crops, analyzing soil is my strong point.
Because I have taken related courses, although they are about the cultivation of Chinese herbal medicines.
However, soil science is a compulsory course in the discipline of Chinese herbal medicine cultivation.
So, of course I am very familiar with it.
Also, my master is teasing you.
She is proficient in the application of Chinese herbal medicine, how could she not know soil analysis?"
The village chief, who was holding straw at the door, was shocked when he heard what was said in the house.
Oh my God, are these people doctors?
Oh my, I thought he was a scammer, but turned out to be a distinguished guest.
He quickly turned around and ran out, bringing back two piles of straw, hoping to make the kang a thicker pad for them.
"Brother..." the village chief shouted at the door.
He Yi pulled Zuo Zixuan to the side and stood against the wall, then reached out to open the door.
"Village Chief, what is this for?"
As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the straw piled at the entrance was taller than a person, directly blocking the entrance and exit.
"I brought you some straw to make your beds."
"Okay, okay... Thank you, village chief."
How could this be just a little bit? The village chief must have brought all the straw from his home here, right?
"If you need anything else, feel free to come to me and I'll do my best to solve it."
"Okay, thank you village chief."
Everyone in the room was stunned when they heard the village chief's cheerful voice.
Doesn’t this village chief have split personality?
He was full of distrust towards them just now, why did he suddenly become so enthusiastic in just a short while?
Xu Qingfeng and Song Yingyan spread the straw on the kang, which was indeed quite thick.
"It's thick enough, but there's not even a blanket. How can I sleep tonight?"
Xu Qingfeng pouted and complained.
Zuo Zixuan took out two bed sheets from her bag and handed them to He Yi.
He Yi handed the bed sheet to Xu Qingfeng, "Spread it on, and we'll deal with the quilt tonight."
When he handed the bed sheet to Xu Qingfeng, he was observing Song Yingyan's reaction out of the corner of his eye.
Song Yingyan looked at the bed sheet that He Yi handed over, his face full of confusion.
Then he turned and looked at Zuo Zixuan's small handbag.
"Xuanxuan, can your small bag hold two sheets?"
Xu Qingfeng took the bed sheet and joked:
"My master is a deity in heaven, and her little bag is a bag of everything, with everything in it.
You have to keep it a secret, don’t let anyone know about the All Things Bag, otherwise…”
"I don't know anything. I didn't hear anything just now..." Song Yingyan quickly covered his ears and turned his back to them.
Xu Qingfeng laughed and threw a bed sheet to him, "I'm just teasing you.
Okay, put the sheets on quickly."
Song Yingyan hugged the bed sheet and turned to look at He Yi with a fearful look on his face.
He had witnessed He Yi's fighting ability with his own eyes last night. That punch would probably kill him instantly.
"You won't silence me, will you?"
"Watch your mouth, eat when you should, drink when you should, and I promise you'll live a long life." He Yi said with a smile.
Song Yingyan nodded and quickly spread the bed sheet over him.
The bed sheets were made, He Yi bent down and carried Zuo Zixuan to the kang and checked her leg injury.
Seeing that the swelling is gradually disappearing, I feel relieved. It seems that he will be able to walk again in two or three days.
He Yi and his companions borrowed the kitchen of the village chief's house, used a load of firewood, boiled several large pots of water, took a bath, and changed into clean clothes.
In order not to attract the attention of the villagers, Zuo Zixuan and his friends didn't have anything good to eat, so they just borrowed the fire to steam a few buns.
The aroma of steamed buns filled the village chief's house.
The two children squatted at the kitchen door, smelling the aroma of the steamed buns, and drooling with greed.
Before the village chief had time to feel sorry for his firewood, Xu Qingfeng came over with two dollars and four steamed buns to express his gratitude.
This made the village chief feel embarrassed.
After Xu Qingfeng left, the village chief and his family of four looked at the big white steamed buns on the table and were so greedy that they almost choked to death on their own saliva.
The family of four washed their hands carefully and returned to the table to eat steamed buns.
The village chief and his wife each ate most of it, the two children ate the whole thing, and there was still a small half that their parents gave them.
"Dad, I can't even remember the last time our family ate steamed buns.
It happened last year or the year before last, right?
I almost forgot what steamed buns taste like.”
The village chief looked at his eldest son who was as thin as a piece of paper, reached out his hand and touched the few yellow hairs on his head with heartache, and nodded sadly.
"Well, it's been a long time."
"Dad, do you think these guests at home can really help our village?"
The village chief sighed deeply, “I don’t know, but I hope they can really help us.
If they can really help us solve this dilemma, they will be great benefactors of our village..."
"Village chief, something bad has happened..." Before he could finish his words, a villager stumbled into the village chief's house.
dong dong dong...
"Big brother..."
Xu Qingfeng heard a knock on the door and opened it.
It was already past six in the evening. The windows of the adobe house were very small and the light was very poor. The only thing I could see in the room was a dark figure, and nothing else could be seen clearly.
The village was so poor that people couldn't even afford food, so naturally there were no kerosene lamps.
The village chief didn't notice that a bed sheet had been laid on the earthen kang in the room.
"Village Chief, what's wrong with you?"
"Little brother, I know you are a doctor, please save our villagers' children."
Xu Qingfeng immediately looked at the village chief with a wary look. When they came, they did not tell the village chief that they were doctors.
The village chief also noticed Xu Qingfeng's defensiveness and quickly explained:
“When I came to bring you straw this afternoon, I overheard your conversation, so I knew you were a doctor.
I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”
Xu Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had to be more careful with his words in the future, because walls really have ears.
"What's the situation with the child?"
"It was just a stomachache, and I fainted from the pain.
The first few children in his family died of stomachaches.
If this one dies again, I'm afraid the couple won't be able to survive.
Can you please save him?"
Before Xu Qingfeng could speak, Zuo Zixuan said:
“Village chief, there are many reasons for this stomachache.
My apprentice has only been learning for a few years and may not be able to clearly distinguish the condition of the disease.
Not only am I blind, but my foot is also injured.
How about you ask the villager to bring the child down so I can touch him?"
After going through so many things, Zuo Zixuan didn't dare let Xu Qingfeng go to see a doctor alone and leave their sight.
Who knows if there are any traps.
The village chief thanked him and immediately turned around and ran out of the courtyard gate.
In less than ten minutes, a group of people came to the village chief's house in a mighty procession.
Of course, only the couple holding their crying child came to see the doctor.
The other villagers were free and came to watch the fun.
The crying couple brought the child over, not knowing who could cure the disease, and they knelt down in the middle of the yard.
"Please save the child..."
The couple was about to bend down and kowtow, but were stopped by Xu Qingfeng.
"Get up first, get up first, let's talk about it properly.
Who can bear this gift from you two?"
When the couple saw Xu Qingfeng coming to help them, they held on to him tightly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.
"Comrade, comrade...
Please, please..."
"Don't get excited. Put the child down first. I'll show him what's going on."
The village chief called two villagers to move his own lame round table into the yard and put bricks on it to ensure balance.
The woman holding the child quickly put the child on the table and stood by the table to watch over him.
As soon as the child was placed on the table, the first thing Xu Qingfeng saw was the child's bulging belly.
He went up and pressed it, then reached out and patted to listen to the sound, his fingers pressing on the child's wrist.
He Yi brought a stool for Zuo Zixuan to sit on next to the table.
After waiting for a while, Zuo Zixuan asked:
"Qingfeng, what's going on?"
“Master, this child is pale and cold.
I felt his pulse and it seemed like he was malnourished, had ascariasis, and there seemed to be something wrong with his gallbladder.
But his stomach was very big, and I listened and heard a muffled sound, which meant there was something inside. "
Zuo Zixuan pulled He Yi who was standing beside her and whispered something in his ear.
He Yi nodded, went into the house, took out the flashlight and handed it to Xu Qingfeng.
"Look at his eyelids to make sure it's roundworms."
Xu Qingfeng took the flashlight, looked into the child's eyes, nodded and said:
“There are indeed roundworms.”
Zuo Zixuan nodded and put her hand on the table. Xu Qingfeng quickly placed the child's wrist under Zuo Zixuan's hand to take his pulse.
A few minutes later, Zuo Zixuan withdrew his hand.
"This child is indeed malnourished. His stomach is probably full of roundworms, and the roundworms have penetrated his gallbladder, so it hurts so much.
There were also clusters of roundworms, which caused intestinal obstruction and led to bloating.
Give him a few injections first to get rid of the anger.
Get some medicine to deworm him..."
Zuo Zixuan was instructing Xu Qingfeng on acupuncture, and after a while she heard the child fart loudly.
Then my stomach visibly shrank a little.
"Bring me half a bucket of moist soil.
The eldest sister-in-law picked up the child and placed his butt towards the bucket.
The couple made preparations according to what Zuo Zixuan said.
"Master, they are ready."
"Acupuncture on Dachangshu, Tianshu, Zhongwan..."
Ten minutes after the injection, the child suddenly struggled, which scared the couple.
“Hold him down and tell him to use force as if he were untying his hand, without clamping it.
Otherwise, not only will the roundworms not be able to come out, but they will also drill around in his stomach and damage other internal organs.
That’s really not possible.”
The couple whispered in dialect to comfort the child. The child was very obedient. Although he had a severe stomachache, he still cooperated with what Zuo Zixuan said.
Two pieces of feces are excreted, followed by piles of worms, like noodles, one after another.
The villagers who were watching the fun were dumbfounded, their bodies covered with goose bumps and their hair stood up from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Xu Qingfeng looked at the hanging roundworms collapsing, shuddered, and directly handed the flashlight to Song Yingyan.
Song Yingyan couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned around and handed the flashlight to He Yi. He rushed out of the yard, hugged the big locust tree in front of the door, and vomited violently.
Although he grew up in the countryside, he had never seen so many worms, and it was a child who excreted them.