After reaching out and checking it a few times, Zhuo Yan affirmed her judgment, she stood up and walked to the old field chief's side, "This horse is not inflamed in its hooves, but in its tendon sheath!" ”

The tendon sheath refers to the hard shell at both ends of the tendon, which is different from horseshoeitis.

Generally speaking, if a horse has tenosynovitis, it is only necessary to extract the water from the tenosynovitis and wait for it to heal.

The director of the racecourse obviously knew about this disease, and when he heard Zhuo Yan say this, he was taken aback, walked to the sick horse, grabbed the hooves of the sick horse, and studied it carefully for a long time, and he found that the legs close to the horse's hooves were so swollen that there was a pit when he pressed it with his hand.

"This horse has tenosynovitis, but it was not diagnosed in time, which led to the rupture of the tenosynovaard, and the water in it spread downward, which caused the horse's hooves to become inflamed," Zhuo Yan briefly explained the condition, and at the same time did not forget to give the veterinarian a disdainful look.

"You are talking nonsense," the veterinarian was furious, and began to defend himself, "this horse is a horse with an inflamed hoof, and what do you see its hoof is swollen into?" ”

"The primary disease is not the same as the concurrent disease," Zhuo Yan smiled, "This horse had tenosynovitis at the beginning, I'm afraid it didn't attract your attention, and then the horse's hooves were inflamed, and you treated it as horseshoe inflammation, but the primary disease was not eliminated, and the horseshoe inflammation could not be cured!" ”

Zhuo Yan explained the pathology clearly, the veterinarian's face turned red, the treatment process was really as Zhuo Yan said, he didn't notice that the horse had tenosynovitis from beginning to end, but just buried himself in treating hooves, but no matter how to treat the horse, it was not good, so it has been delayed until now, and the horse is almost lame.

The old factory director was so angry that he blushed and had a thick neck, walked up to the veterinarian and stretched out his hand to point at him, as if he wanted to give the veterinarian a slap, "Do you know how this horse came about?" This is an exchange breed between us and foreign countries, and we are going to stay and do horse racing! ”

This limping black horse was bought by the horse farm with ten good horses from abroad.

The veterinarian didn't dare to talk back again, and admitted his mistake for the first time, "Isn't it just a horse?" You don't need to get angry, I'll just treat it!" ”

The veterinarian's understatement completely angered the old field director, and he waved his hand, "Come on, I can see it, you are a rice bucket, you go back to the dormitory to pack up your things, find a financial account and go!" ”

"What?" The veterinarian was completely dumbfounded, and the suit fluttering on his body didn't seem to be so chic, and he looked at the old field manager in disbelief, "I'm coming back from abroad!" ”

"I don't care where you came back from, you can't even diagnose common diseases, I leave you in this scourge horse? Hurry up and let me go! The old fieldmaster waved his hand in annoyance.

The horse farm is under militarized management, and when the old farm manager gave an order, a staff member came next to him to ask the veterinarian to leave.

Like a veterinarian, a technician who has spent a lot of money to hire a technician, who says that he respects you and respects you, and says that he will fire you, that is also a matter of people's words, who makes you work unfavorably, and even a common disease is not good?

The veterinarian argued a few words, but after all, he couldn't resist the field manager, so he could only leave with his head down.

drove away the veterinarian, the old farm chief rubbed his hands nervously, and stood beside Zhuo Yan, "Doctor Zhuo, this horse is of a good breed, it's a pity to kill it, but can you tell me if its hoof can be cured?" ”

Zhuo Yan was a little regretful, "It can be treated, but this horse will always be a little lame, especially when running fast, I'm afraid I can't participate in the race anymore!" ”

If the horse can't run, it will lose its value, and the old field chief frowned, "Then what should I do?" It's a waste of food to keep it, but I'm reluctant to kill it! ”