Chapter Fifty-Seven: Dog Skin Plaster!
"Don't get me wrong. Su Hang laughed dryly, "My ancestors have ancestors who have been foot doctors, and there are a few plasters in the family to treat these incurable diseases, although the prescription is now lost, but there are still a few plasters, so I want to see the situation of Grandpa Qin's leg, maybe my plaster can be useful." ”
"Why haven't I heard of you before?"
"You've heard a lot. Su Hang smiled, "Grandpa Qin, let me see your legs." ”
He really didn't talk nonsense about his ancestors' practice of medicine, but they were all barefoot doctors who wandered around in the countryside, and they were passed down to his grandfather's generation, and later because of policy reasons, his grandfather didn't do it because he didn't have a medical license, and after his grandfather died, the craft was not passed down, and it was considered a broken inheritance.
When Su Hang was a child, he had some minor illnesses and pains, and he was looking for his grandfather to see them, but the ancestral plaster or something was completely nonsense from him.
"Okay, look, look. Although Qin Yongjian didn't have much hope in his heart, he didn't want to brush off Su Hang's kindness, so he directly reached out and lifted his trouser legs.
The trousers were loose, and it was easy to mention above the knee, Su Hang looked at it, and also felt a layer of goosebumps on his body, and the two girls were a little afraid to look at it.
The skin is black, and some places have been necrotic and ulcerated, but the wound should have been treated, there is a pungent smell of medicine, and the blood vessels bulge like earthworms, especially at the knees, bulging a large ball, and the entire two legs are somewhat deformed from the thighs down.
"Can you move?"
Su Hang just looked at it, he hadn't studied medicine, but looking at it like this, it seemed to be really serious, the blood supply to the lower limbs was insufficient, and if it continued to deteriorate, these two legs would definitely not be saved.
"A few days ago, I could still move, but I couldn't do it in the past two days, I could only rely on a wheelchair, this leg, I couldn't bend it, especially at night, it hurt so much that I couldn't sleep. Qin Yongjian said it very easily, and even had a smile on his face, but his illness was not easy at all.
"Su Hang, can it be cured?" Qin Shiyu straightened up and looked at Su Hang with a look of hope.
Su Hang pondered for a moment, "It's not good to say, but I think there should be no problem, just give it a try!"
"Really, what about the plaster, do I need to go to your house to get it?" The so-called rush to the doctor, what she said is the current Qin Shiyu, listening to Su Hang so confidently, she really regarded Su Hang as a life-saving straw.
"No, I'll take it with me. Su Hang shook his head, reached into his pocket, pretended to be, and took out the pair of dog skin plasters from the storage ring.
A yellow paper bag, with no words, no labels, and no production date, Su Hang tore open the seal, and suddenly a pungent smell dispersed.
The smell of medicine, mixed with some other flavors, was stinky, quite pungent, Su Hang bore the brunt, and almost didn't choke out tears, and several other people also covered their noses one after another.
This is exactly the day when the Foshan shadowless foot of the tooth wipe Su was extracted, the system gave the plaster, the system blew this plaster to the gods, saying that as long as it is not a terminal disease, regardless of internal or external injuries, this plaster is pasted on, and it is good.
I don't know if it's so true, Su Hang has no chance to use it by himself, and now that he encounters Old Man Qin's illness, he just takes it out and gives it a try, after all, he is his friend's grandfather, and there is nothing to be reluctant to.
This is the first time Su Hang has taken out the dog skin plaster, the taste is indeed sour enough, endure the disgusting taste, hold his breath, take out the plaster in the bag, count it, a total of 5.
A boxy piece of white skin, the size of a palm, with a black lump in the center, was sealed by a small piece of paper, and the pungent smell emanated from it.
"Hey, dog skin plasters? Qin Yongjian didn't feel like it, and when he saw the plaster in Su Hang's hand, he still felt a little novel.
Su Hang listened and sneered, "Grandpa Qin really has good eyesight. ”
"Dog skin plaster?" Zhao Dami leaned over, "Isn't the dog skin plaster a fake?" Su Hang, you can't fool people, right?"
Dog skin plaster, this word, in modern society, is indeed a derogatory term, and it is extremely derogatory, no wonder Zhao Dami has such a reaction.
Su Hang was about to speak, but Qin Yongjian waved his hand, "This is what you don't understand, the ancients made plasters, and often used dog skins to apply, dog skins have no sweat glands, so the medicinal effect is better than the plasters made of its materials, and later, there are many people who cheat, and this word has also become a derogatory meaning. ”
"Grandpa Qin still knows a lot. Su Hang complimented.
Qin Yongjian smiled, "I, in the words of our old Rongcheng, is a panacea, I know a little bit of everything, but I don't know everything." ”
Su Hang also smiled.
"Grandpa. Shuai Yu pondered for a moment, "I think this medicine should not be tried randomly, you just took the medicine, this thing...... If you make a good one, how can you fix it? It's not like you haven't applied plasters before......"
Qin Yongkang raised his hand and interrupted Shuai Yu's words, "It's okay, it's okay, don't you still trust Xiaohang?"
Shuai Yu listened, looked up at Su Hang, Su Hang smiled bitterly, knowing that this goods were worried that he was taking out parallel goods, and this old man's legs could not withstand the toss.
"Uh, this, do you want to try it?" asked Su Hang.
"Try it, don't care about them, Sima will be a live horse doctor. Qin Yongkang beckoned to Su Hang, it was not good to brush off Su Hang's kindness at this time, besides, he didn't have much hope for his legs, these days, he could clearly feel the deterioration of his legs, and it didn't matter if he gave Su Hang a test.
Since Qin Yongkang nodded, even if the others were worried, they didn't dare to have any more opinions, Su Hang asked Qin Shiyu to find hot water, cleaned Qin Yongkang's legs with a hot compress, and then took out two dog skin plasters and pasted them on Qin Yongkang's feet.
"About the dog skin plaster, but there is still a story, do you want me to tell you about it?" Several people stared at Su Hang to give himself medicine, and Qin Yongkang opened his mouth, trying to ease the solemn atmosphere.
"Stories? I like to listen to Grandpa Qin's stories the most. Zhao Dami became the first person to cheer, and when she heard Qin Yongkang tell the story, her eyes lit up.
Qin Yongkang cleared his throat, "Legend has it, in ancient times, in the area of Nanhe Province now, there was a place called Zhangde Mansion, and there was a shopkeeper in Zhangde Mansion who made plasters, who was kind and charitable, regardless of wealth or poverty, as long as there were sores, they would treat people, and their reputation was very good."