Chapter 401: Carbuncle is difficult to treat
The cry of pain came from afar, and Jiang Huijia raised her eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Outside, another male voice said: "Foolish words! How can you talk lightly about life and death? The dry grass hall has arrived!"
A group of people came, separating the pedestrians on the street.
But seeing that the man at the head was tall, dressed in a black robe, with a black stubble on his face, and deep and sharp eyebrows, he was born with a terrifying appearance, and he did not look like a good person.
He was followed by a dozen men, all of whom were fierce.
There were also two people carrying a stretcher, but lying on the stretcher was a weak and white young man, with a bitter face and moaning incessantly, as if it were in pain as if he was about to swallow at any moment.
Behind it was a brocade carriage, and as soon as the carriage stopped on the side of the road, and as soon as the curtain on the carriage was lifted, a pretty girl jumped down, and the girl helped down a middle-aged woman with a haggard face.
The woman's eyes were slightly red, and as soon as she got out of the car, she hurriedly came to the side of the stretcher, and persuaded the young man who was groaning in pain: "Erlang, don't say foolish words anymore, it hurts your own mind, you can bear with it, the owner of this withered grass hall says that it is a miracle doctor." ”
While persuading, the stretcher entered the dry grass hall.
There were also pedestrians outside who were attracted by this posture, and some of them saw the sign on the carriage with sharp eyes, and exclaimed: "It's the people of the Yingchuan Hou Yin family!"
A group of more than a dozen people, of course, it is not good to come into the hospital.
The man in charge ordered a few big men to wait at the door, and he stepped forward and said, "You are Doctor Jiang?"
When he spoke, he looked Jiang Huijia up and down, and it was really not polite to ask such a slashing face.
But soon he hugged his fist at Jiang Huijia again, and said solemnly: "Doctor Jiang, my brother has been suffering from abdominal pain for nearly two days, and many famous doctors have been invited to help, so I also asked Doctor Jiang to save me." ”
This seemed to be too polite and respectful, and Jiang Huijia didn't ask him why he kept claiming that he was a "miracle doctor", and he knew that he either listened to the rumors, or was "recommended" by someone.
She was still thinking that the first day of opening was not so easy, and sure enough, the second test was coming.
Jiang Huijia walked directly to the patients who were being carried on the stretcher and asked them to put the person on a flat couch next to him, along with the stretcher.
This flat couch was specially built by her, saying that it is a flat couch, but it is actually a diagnostic bed.
"Where is the pain, upper abdomen or lower abdomen?" Jiang Huijia asked while observing the patient.
I saw that although the patient exhaled pain and had a bitter face, in fact, there was no obvious abnormality in the color of his skin, eyes, nasal cavity and other places.
Jiang Huijia wore tulle gloves and reached out to probe his pulse.
When you touch it, the pulse strings are tight and thin.
Just a few simple glances, Jiang Huijia had a general idea in her heart.
Speaking of which, the other party really didn't have a serious illness, Jiang Huijia had seen a lot of this kind of patient in his previous life, but under today's medical conditions, his situation is very troublesome.
Jiang Huijia reached out and pinched the patient's chin again, and the patient was forced to open his lips.
His moans were immediately pushed into his throat, and he couldn't continue to breathe out the pain.
"Hey, you ......" The person next to her saw her action, but the pretty girl who was supporting the middle-aged woman spoke, "What are you doing to my second young master!"
"Again!" the middle-aged woman stopped her in a reproachful tone.
Jiang Huijia didn't say much, looked at the other party's tongue, teeth, and throat, and pressed her hand to the other party's chest cavity and all parts of the precordial area. Suddenly, her palm went down, passed through the patient's obviously swollen abdomen, touched the location of the other party's liver and spleen, and asked, "Is it painful?"
"Ah...... No! it doesn't hurt!" Yin Erlang, who was simply stunned, suddenly his whole tone was stunned.
Jiang Huijia moved his hand to his lower right abdomen again, slowly pressed down, and then suddenly let go.
"Ahh
"Erlang!" At this moment, Mrs. Yin, who had previously blamed the maid for being unreasonable, glared at Jiang Huijia angrily and said unhappily, "Jiang ...... Doctor, what do you mean by that?"
Jiang Huijia said: "Ling Lang's illness should be an intestinal carbuncle. ”
Mrs. Yin's face softened slightly, and she said, "The doctor in front of me also said that it was an intestinal carbuncle, but the medicine was available but it was ineffective. ”
Jiang Huijia said: "There are many kinds of intestinal carbuncles, including heat-generating type, damp heat type, and heat poison type. Ling Lang has abdominal pain in the lower right abdomen, dare to ask if it hurts here at the beginning, or does it hurt here all the time?"
This question stopped people, and Mrs. Yin leaned next to Yin Erlang and hurriedly asked, "Erlang, is it...... How?"
Yin Erlang was probably a little confused, he opened his eyes for a moment and was dazed, and then said, "It seems that it didn't hurt here at the beginning......
Jiang Huijia asked, "Is it the upper abdomen?"
Yin Erlang said: "...... Be. ”
Jiang Huijia asked again: "Is the stool not smooth, could you have overeaten before?"
"......" Yin Erlang's white face suddenly turned red.
He seemed to have recovered from his previous stupe, and looked at Jiang Huijia with disbelief in his eyes.
Although he didn't say it, his expression was so obvious that it was as if he had written on his face, and he said to Jiang Huijia full of shame: "How can you ask about poop...... Do you have such a question?"
Jiang Huijia has seen a lot of this kind of patient, let alone in ancient times, even in modern times, when asked by a female doctor how the stool is, there will be male patients who are embarrassed.
Jiang Huijia didn't want him to answer directly, and had already guessed: "It should be constipation, is it not wrong?
Yin Erlang broke out in a cold sweat on his face, and said with difficulty: "Yes......"
Jiang Huijia nodded, he was already sure, he was actually acute appendicitis, which is metastatic right lower quadrant pain, of course, it is called heat-absorbing carbuncle in traditional Chinese medicine.
She asked, "I said that I had been in pain for nearly two days, but when did I start to have pain?" What kind of medicine did I use in the middle?"
As he spoke, he walked back to his desk and sat down, picked up his pen, and wrote the medical case as he spoke.
Yin Dalang said in a deep voice: "I had an illness in the early hours of yesterday morning, and I took a few doses of medicine. ”
As he spoke, he took out two squares from his sleeve.
Bai Guo took it and handed it to Jiang Huijia.
Jiang Huijia saw that the handwriting of the two squares was different, and it was obvious that they were not opened by the same person.
One of them is mainly based on hawthorn, divine comedy, malt, tangerine peel and other medicines, and the prescription is just an ordinary stagnation soup, which obviously treats intestinal carbuncle as a simple dietary stagnation type abdominal distension pain.
The medicine is not right, it is strange that it can be cured!
Jiang Huijia frowned slightly, and then looked at another prescription, but was surprised.
This prescription is not as complicated as before, and the medication is only a few flavors. They are: rhubarb, peony skin, Xuanming powder, peach kernel, winter melon kernel.
However, such a simple one-side, combined with its dosage allocation, suddenly seems exquisite.
Jiang Huijia couldn't help but be surprised, and praised it again: "Good recipe!"
Even if she wants to match, it will probably be like this.
Who treated this Yin Erlang first?