Chapter 19: Does It Matter? Can't reach out
With the different positions of Grandpa Lin's fingers, a muffled snort came from the mouth of the middle-aged man lying on his side, which was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, as if he was trying to endure it.
Zihan's brows furrowed, and she made a silent gesture to Zhao Wenqing, who was stopped by her arm on her side, and then walked lightly to Gu Shaoyuan and the others with him.
"Grandpa Lin, does my father's waist matter?"
Gu Shaoyuan, who was full of nervousness, didn't notice the arrival of Zihan and Zhao Wenqing, his eyes looked worriedly at his father's face full of cold sweat lying on his side.
Grandpa Lin's brows were tightly twisted, and his hand pressed down slightly in the middle of the lumbar spine.
The middle-aged man lying on his side, Gu Shaoyuan's father, Gu Qingshan, couldn't hold back and exhaled in pain.
Grandpa Lin gently touched the place with his fingertips, and then withdrew his hand.
"Shaoyuan, your father is overstrained in the lumbar spine, and some tissues in the lumbar spine protrude out."
"Grandpa Lin, you, can you cure my father?"
Gu Shaoyuan was shocked, the tissues in the lumbar spine protruded out, so can they still be allowed to drill back?
Grandpa Lin did not answer, but stretched out his hand to Gu Qingshan's leg.
"Qingshan, does your leg hurt, is it numb?"
"Dr. Lin, I, my left leg is numb, numb."
Gu Qingshan struggled to endure the pain in his lower back, and it was difficult to hide the tension and panic in his somewhat weak tone.
Grandpa Lin's brows furrowed even tighter, and the hand that was pressing on Gu Qingshan's leg was withdrawn.
"Shaoyuan, your father's condition is a bit serious, and he needs to be sent to a big hospital for a detailed examination as soon as possible."
'Surgery may also be needed if necessary. Grandpa Lin still couldn't say this, he only hoped that after arriving at the hospital, he would just do a simple traction, rather than need surgery, after all, the operation in the lumbar spine is too dangerous.
"Huh!?" After Gu Shaoyuan exclaimed, he raised his eyes to look at another middle-aged man.
"Uncle, I, I'll go find a tractor, let's take my dad and hurry to the provincial capital, right?"
There are few buses to the provincial capital, and if you wait, you don't know when to wait?
Zihan, who was frowning, already had a rough idea of Gu Qingshan's condition in his heart, according to his grandfather's inquiry and description, Gu Qingshan must have a lumbar intervertebral disc herniation, and the situation was somewhat serious.
Hearing Gu Shaoyuan say to find a tractor, Zihan couldn't help but be a little worried.
The distance to the provincial capital is about 30 kilometers, and it should take more than half an hour to get there by car, but if you are a tractor, it will not only delay time, but also the bumps along the way are very likely to aggravate Gu Qingshan's illness.
"Grandpa, why don't you talk to Uncle Mayor and borrow the town's car."
In fact, she would like to reach out and explore the situation herself, and see if her medical skills can make appropriate corrections first, and then treat them conservatively.
But at this moment, she could only watch, but she couldn't stretch out her hand.
Hearing Zihan's words, the middle-aged man who was just about to respond to Gu Shaoyuan's proposal looked at Grandpa Lin with hopeful eyes.
"Doctor Lin, look—"
Gu Shaoyuan glanced at Zihan gratefully, and then also looked at Grandpa Lin with pleading eyes.
Grandpa Lin rubbed Zihan's head dotingly, "I'll try it, I don't know if your Uncle Cui is here today?" ”
"When I came over, Uncle Cui rode into the town hall in a car."
Zhao Wenqing didn't know why, just because Zihan made a suggestion, he also felt that he should help Gu Shaoting's family.
Grandpa Lin nodded and stood up.
"Then you go and prepare first, and then you will take the car to the provincial capital!"