ask sword 2

Chapter 13 Parasitic
In the early morning of the next day, there were screams in the Baoantang pharmacy.

"what!"

"What are you screaming, you haven't broken it yet."

Li Ang sat behind the table and looked helplessly at the patient in front of him.

Just as it was announced at the gate of the Pastoral Supervisor yesterday, today is the day when the Baoan Tang reopens. There is a slanted wooden sign at the gate with a piece of paper on it, which reads, "Only for bone injuries, the consultation fee is [-] cents. Medicinal materials are calculated separately".

There are two main reasons why Li Ang chose Bone Injury as the only business project of Baoantang on the first day.

First, without antibiotics and clean and hygienic medical facilities, even cutting an abscess with a scalpel is a risk of death, not to mention opening the stomach and cutting the appendix.

Only small fractures that can be solved by reduction without much use of the knife can ensure the success rate and survival rate as much as possible.

Of course, "small" fractures are only relatively speaking. At the very least, the patients who were sitting on the stools and waiting in line, listened to the sound of clack after clack, and their faces turned pale.

"Turn sideways, put your hands on the table, don't look at me."

Li Ang instructed the patient to sit sideways and asked gently, "What's your surname?
Where do you live?

What is the date of birth?
Have you ever been married at home?

Do you have any opinions and suggestions on the first phase of the special plan of persuading agriculture and mulberry to develop local characteristic agriculture by allocating subsidy funds to rice producers for three years in Kuangzhou City? "

"Doctor, my surname is Fu ah ah ah ah!"

Just as the patient was about to answer, Li Ang had already pinched his slightly deformed left index finger, pulling, pulling and pushing with force on his hand.

With just a click, the index finger of the patient's left hand returned to its original position, and the patient himself, a man of five or three thicknesses, pinched his wrist and cried out in pain.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts."

"Okay, that's it. Don't move this finger for a month, don't lift heavy objects, don't pull, don't scrub hard, don't pick your nose with this finger, and preferably don't drink alcohol.
If it is not enough, you can buy some bone injury prescriptions made of Mutong, Citrus aurantium, Magnolia officinalis and other medicinal materials.

Available in our store, [-] cents per pack.Of course, you can also go to other pharmacies to buy, basically they are cheap.

If the recovery goes well, you can go home to your seventh aunt and eight aunts to introduce our security hall, the price is fair, and the old man is innocent.

If you can bring a few more people here, I will charge you [-]% less when you see a doctor in the future. "

Li Ang casually said the doctor's advice, and his eyes swept across the security hall, which was much busier than before.

There are three rows of stools on the wall of the drug store, like a folk clinic in the memory of another world.Sitting on the stools, the patients who came to see a doctor today are basically men with five or three thick men.

This is the second reason why Li Ang chose to start with a bone injury - Wuzhou Wharf.

The city of Wuzhou is one of the key nodes in the north-south waterway system of Yuguo. There are thousands of laborers in the city who depend on the inland water wharf.

Boatman, lifter, tracker, puller, driver of carriage, transporter of goods.

With a large number of laborers, production accidents will inevitably occur, and people will be injured on the Wuzhou Wharf every once in a while.

Falls, falls, bruises, brawls, and most commonly, work-related fractures.

'If there is no surgery to fix the fracture and rely on the body's self-recovery, there are generally three situations.

First, it heals itself without affecting production and life, and even heavy physical activities can be carried out as before.

Second, dislocation heals, there is no problem in daily life, but it can be seen in appearance, and it is inconvenient to carry out heavy physical activities in the future - it will cause pain or severe pain.

Third, it is difficult to heal.Fractures are broken so thoroughly that the body cannot heal itself, resulting in internal hemorrhage and osteomyelitis.In an environment without amputation technology, it can be said that death is inevitable. '

Li Ang thought silently, picked up the pure wine on the table, placed it on the palm of his hand, and rubbed it hard.

There are two types of fracture healing in medicine, one is anatomical reduction, which refers to the complete correction of the deformity and displacement of the fracture, and the normal anatomical relationship of the bones is restored.

The other is function reset, that is, only basic functions are met.

Self-healing corresponds to anatomical reduction, and dislocation healing corresponds to functional reduction. However, most fracture patients in this era still cannot heal themselves and can only wait for death silently.

These people in the security hall now, I am afraid they don't even know themselves, they are already a lucky few.

Li Ang shook his head, put his messy thoughts behind him, and beckoned the next patient to come forward.

The new patient is not a dock worker, looks lean, wears a gray shirt, and looks a little familiar.

Li Ang frowned slightly and tried his best to recall in the ocean of memory, "Are you the storyteller of Chengdong Baolai Restaurant? Your surname is Luo?"

"it's me."

Mr. Storyteller was a little embarrassed, "Cough, my middle finger was broken a few months ago. Although it's healed, it hurts when I touch it. Xiao Langjun, take a look."

"Well, I went to Baolai Restaurant when I was a child to listen to your lectures. The one that impressed me the most was the Three Kingdoms."

Li Ang squeezed the injured hand with a smile, Mr. Storyteller's face was full of fear, his palms trembled slightly, his calf trembled, and he stammered: "That. Look how badly they screamed.

Is there a cure without pain?
If it really hurts, I still don't cure it, that's fine. "

Li Ang said with a smile: "The pain they cry is actually just a psychological effect, it's not that painful.

I used to be idle and bored, and I often practiced my dislocated hands, several times a day, to prevent my hands from being born when I was setting bones for patients.

The so-called [-] days of injured muscles and bones refers to the fact that if you regularly exercise your muscles and bones, you can live for [-] days.

If you are really afraid, sir, you might as well give a live lecture here. "

"Teaching books here? Well, let's talk about the second year of Yuanhe, when the Hua family was looted by bandits..."

"what!"

Li Ang suddenly let out a loud shout, startling the storyteller, and also the patients sitting on the stools waiting by the wall.

"All right."

Li Ang let go of the palm he had received during the burst of drinking, and said calmly, "Twenty words of sincerity."

"This, ah, hiss"

Mr. Storyteller looked at the fingers that had been connected, grinned in pain, jumped his feet and took out two ten copper coins from his pocket, put them on the table, and said with a bit of resentment: "Little Langjun, do it as you say, do it. Don't let me know."

"Mr. Luo, you used to tell stories in a restaurant, didn't you stop when you wanted to, and said that the next time you would break it down next time?"

Li Ang said calmly, "An unexpected ecstasy, how wonderful."

"laugh--"

The storyteller glared angrily, but the patients who were waiting in line laughed.

Li Ang glanced there, his eyes stopped on a young man, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

The young man was wearing a simple green shirt, a futou, and long boots. There were copper rings on the belt around his waist, and belts hung from the rings, and were fastened with sachets, money bags, and jade pendants.

On his waist, there was a sword hanging.

Yu state allows ordinary people to carry swords and weapons, and people can’t help but bow and arrows, only crossbows and metal armor are prohibited. Many scholars like to carry expensive swords to show their identity.

However, the saber carried by the young man was different from an ordinary sword - the sword was thin and narrow, and the hilt was also long and narrow, which was obviously not easy to hold.

The two looked at each other, and Li Ang cupped his hands, "Lang Jun, you are also here to see a doctor? Today, Bao'an Tang only looks at the Department of Orthopedics and Traumatology, and does not look at other diseases."

"I?"

The young man shook his head and said, "I'm not here to see a doctor, I'm here"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a vomit coming from outside the door.

I saw two men, a sturdy man covered in sweat, rushed into the security hall, pushed away the storyteller who stood in front of him, and kept shouting: "Doctor, doctor! Look at my big brother. !"

"what happened."

Li Ang frowned, stood up from behind the desk, and walked forward.

I saw the man who was helped in, there were still traces of vomiting on his chest and clothes, his face was flushed, and his consciousness was still clear.

"Sit him down."

Now is not the time to stress that only bone injuries are treated. Li Ang asked two family members to put the patient on the stool and asked, "What's going on? What's wrong?"

"Water, water dysentery."

The two family members ran out of breath just now, and their words were a little confusing. It took a lot of effort for Li Ang to understand what they meant.

The patient's surname is Sha and his name is De. He is the owner of a river cargo ship.

A few days ago, Shad came back from the southern Zhou Kingdom with the goods, and just after the goods were delivered to the owner, he fell ill with fever, dizziness, diarrhea, and vomiting.

At first, the family thought that it was "watery diarrhea", which is a digestive system disease. However, after taking medicine for several days, it still failed to improve. Instead, the condition worsened. Until an hour ago, the symptoms of vomiting worsened, and they had to move to see a doctor.

"Diarrhoea and vomiting?"

Li Ang frowned, moved the table away, poured a pile of pure wine into his hands, and examined Shad.

There was no abnormality in the head, chest and abdomen, and there were masses in the legs.

Li Ang squatted on the ground, his heart moved, and he shouted loudly: "Cuiqiao, bring a knife."

Without waiting for a response, the young man standing in the corner took a step forward, drew out his sword, and without any nonsense, handed it back, "Here."

Li Ang raised his head and glanced at him, without saying much, he picked up the sword and cut at Shad's trouser legs.

tear.

The fabric of the trouser legs was cut, and the Shad family members who were watching, as well as other customers in the security hall, all exclaimed.

Shad's left leg was covered with cord-like indurations, lumps, blisters, and pustules that looked ugly, like swollen, diseased pork.

"Blisters?"

The moment Li Ang saw the cord-like induration, an ominous premonition rose in his heart. He took a deep breath and poured a hand of pure wine. He held the hilt of the sword firmly, and cut the wound on Shad's leg very gently. Largest one blisters.

呲——

A magnificent yellow liquid flowed out of the blisters,
However, what was even more terrifying was that in the festering hole below the blisters, there was a white, slender worm that was writhing wantonly.

"Parasite"

Li Ang breathed slightly, one of the most serious and deadly diseases in this era.

He stood up and shook his head at the patient's family.

(End of this chapter)