The winter sun was slightly cold, Jiang Huijia wore a cotton cloak, did not light a brazier, sat behind the diagnosis table, and waited for the arrival of the patient. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At first, there were a lot of onlookers, but probably because of the previous rumors, although people were extremely concerned and curious about Jiang Huijia, there were no patients who really came to her for treatment.

When the sun kept rising and climbed to the middle heaven position, there was finally a patient who squeezed through the crowd and came to Jiang Huijia.

Said to be a patient, but there were actually two people who came.

It was a young man who supported a young woman with a bright red face, who was emaciated, and who walked with three gasps and trembled, and looked almost out of human form.

She also held a handkerchief to her mouth, and coughed lightly from time to time, and when she coughed, her face turned even redder.

Because she was so weak, the two walked very slowly, and most of the onlookers were shocked when they saw her.

She's like she's going to die at any moment!

Such a patient, let alone cure her, the most feared thing is that the doctor has not had time to treat her, and she will die first!

The onlookers retreated one after another, and the woman was helped by the man to sit at Jiang Huijia's diagnosis table.

There is a small wrist pillow on the table, which is for the patient's wrist to be placed to facilitate the doctor's pulse.

The woman pulled her sleeve a little, revealing a pale wrist that was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and placed it on the wrist pillow.

She looked at Jiang Huijia and didn't speak, her bloodshot eyes were dry and unfocused, and her eyes were so lifeless that people felt terrible.

"Please take a look at the doctor...... The man next to her waited for her to sit down, then arched at Jiang Huijia with both hands in fists, "The person has been suffering from lung disease for a long time, and the medicine has not worked so far. I have long heard of the name of Dr. Jiang, and it is not an incurable disease. Now that my inner person is terminally ill, if Dr. Jiang can save her life, she will be the reborn benefactor of my husband and wife!"

He speaks very bite, but everyone can still understand the word "lung disease".

The crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into exclamations: "It's tuberculosis! This lady has tuberculosis!"

"It's Erlang and Erlang Lady of the Xiao family in Fu'an Fang! I have heard of them, this Xiao Erlang Lady has been sick for a long time, and they all say that tuberculosis cannot be cured! Their mother-in-law is afraid that she is too sick, and they will move her to the nunnery. If Xiao Erlang hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid this person would have been removed long ago!"

"Xiao Erlang, I heard that I have also taken the Xiucai exam, and I am studying in the house?"

"Yes!

"Tsk...... That's really unlucky. ”

"Hey, let's get away, this is tuberculosis, don't accidentally get sick!"

No wonder the ancients talked about tuberculosis discoloration, not to mention that tuberculosis can be contagious, according to today's medical conditions, it is a real terminal disease!

Who is not afraid of a terminal illness that can be contagious?

Even Jiang Huijia asked her to treat tuberculosis without the conditions of modern medical treatment, but she was not completely sure.

In modern times, she has not encountered tuberculosis patients, but at that time, she majored in the integration of traditional Chinese and Western medicine, and in the case of various anti-tuberculosis Western medicines, how could she think deeply at that time, how to treat tuberculosis completely with traditional Chinese medicine?

This first problem is really hard enough!

Jiang Huijia put on the mask and reached out to check the patient's pulse.

Just when the crowd of onlookers was reluctant and scared to retreat carefully, Bai Guo, who was standing behind Jiang Huijia, took another step forward, next to Jiang Huijia, and looked at her nervously.

Liu Siyuan also stared at Jiang Huijia, his eyes unblinking.

Jiang Huijia's hand fell on the patient's wrist, and after a few breaths, she picked up the pen and wrote on the case: "Count the pulses." ”

At the same time, he asked the patient's name and address in detail, and then said, "I'll take a look when I open my mouth." ”

The patient's eyes moved, and he opened his mouth numbly and obediently.

Her lips were dry and red, and when she opened her mouth, her thin, yellow tongue coating could be seen.

With her mouth open, she coughed violently again.

"Ahem...... Ahem!" This time, she coughed very badly, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief in her hand, her waist was all arched, and her whole expression was uncomfortable, as if her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were about to be coughed out.

After a few moments, her hand trembled, and the handkerchief covering her mouth was accidentally shaken open.

Under the sun, there were bright red spots on the handkerchief, not only bloodstains, but also foamy phlegm and salivation, and even some yellow and thick fine spots.

That little bit of shape and color, how is it shocking?

Xiao Erlang turned his head as if he couldn't bear it, and said to Jiang Huijia: "Doctor Jiang, there are many doctors in front of me who have diagnosed my mother-in-law. Said she...... said that she didn't have much to live, only one to three months to live!"

It is a person who is in the advanced stage of tuberculosis and is dying of terminal illness!

The onlookers retreated one after another, for fear of being infected by the patient.

Many people shook their heads and left, not even watching the excitement.

In the late stage of tuberculosis, let alone a "pseudo-divine doctor" like Jiang Huijia who has an unstable "divine personality", even if the real divine doctor such as Nanqiu and Beixia personally take action, it may not be cured!

What's more, tuberculosis is still a highly contagious disease, and many doctors are not even willing to treat tuberculosis patients at all, for fear that the disease will not be cured, but they will infect themselves!

Of course, Jiang Huijia will not be able to hold it up, and this is not modern, even if she has a perspective ability equivalent to an upgraded CT version, this ability cannot help her do sputum smear culture testing for patients.

If she can't do a test, there is no way to directly determine whether the patient is infectious, so from the beginning, she should treat the patient as a highly infectious person and take various preventive measures.

She wore a mask, and her voice was slightly muffled when she spoke, but she was very calm.

"But you are thirsty and upset, you often have insomnia, and you have a short temper, and you often have anger that is difficult to control?" and asked, "Do you sweat a lot?"

When asked about the irregular menstrual affairs, the patient himself was nothing, only Xiao Erlang next to her had an unnatural look on his face.

And the patient still looked numb and didn't answer Jiang Huijia's words, as if he didn't care about his illness at all.

This is the most difficult situation, this patient is not only terminally ill, but her own will to survive seems to have been lost long ago!

Alone, she doesn't even want to live, even if it is a real miracle doctor, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save her.

Fortunately, Xiao Erniang didn't answer herself, but Xiao Erlang next to her seemed to care about her very much, so he replied for her: "I am often thirsty and insomnia, especially after noon, even if it is cold today, she often sweats all over her body." In addition, menstrual events do ...... Out of tune. But the insider has a good temperament, and he doesn't get angry easily, so he doesn't ...... Temperamental. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Xiao Erniang softly again.

It does seem to have a lot of affection for this wife.

There are also many kinds of tuberculosis, Jiang Huijia said: "It is a false fire burning lung syndrome, you can take a few doses of medicine before you can see it." ”

As he spoke, he picked up the pen and wrote unilaterally. (To be continued.) )