Song Yi

Chapter 169
Hantou said: "Yeah, I have never seen the master perform surgical skills before, and now I know that the master also has such good surgical skills. If the master knows, he will be very happy."

As I was talking, I heard someone at the door saying: "Master! Where are you, Master?" The voice is exactly what does not charge money.

Everyone looked up and saw several carriages and sedan chairs parked at the door.Don't accept the money and get off from a carriage, the voice is urgent: "Master, where are you, Master?"

Du Wenhao didn't seem right when he heard this, his voice was very urgent, and he hurriedly responded: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

I was overjoyed that the money was not accepted, and I turned around and shouted to a carriage at the door: "Hurry up, unload the person!" Then he turned to Du Wenhao and said, "Master, I have an abdominal emergency, and I can't help it. Please bring it here, Master." have a look."

A few people outside the door hurriedly lifted a soft couch from a large carriage, sent it to the pharmacy, and placed it on the lobby. All patients shun away.

Those patients rushed out of the lobby like frightened birds with their heads in their arms, and stood across the street from afar to watch the excitement.

Du Wenhao knew from the posture of the waiter and the exquisiteness and magnificence of the soft couch that the people who came down were absolutely extraordinary, but the soft couch was hung with gauze curtains, and only a beautiful red quilt could be seen dimly inside, a petite The body was lying in the quilt, holding his stomach and rolling over and screaming. The moaning sound was very painful, and he couldn't see the person clearly. He only knew it was a girl from the sound.

A gorgeously dressed middle-aged lady came down from the sedan chair behind the carriage, followed by a group of maids and servants, weeping and crying, Didi pulled up her dress and came in.

Qian Bu accepted hurriedly went up to invite the woman into the hall, and said to Du Wenhao: "Master, this is the wife of Mr. Wei Anwei, Sidu Yuhou in front of the palace, and the one on the soft couch is Miss Wei, Mrs. Wei's daughter. ——Madam, this is the humble teacher, Dr. Du Wenhao."

Dianqian Sidu Yuhou is equivalent to the current Chief of Staff of the Capital Police Command.The fifth rank is a general who holds real power.

Before his wife could speak, a burly shrew next to him turned around and ordered the guards with knives: "Quickly close the gate!"

The guard with the knife hurriedly closed the door, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

The lady wept and saluted Du Wenhao: "Dr. Du, please save my daughter. Her father has gone out of Beijing for business, and her daughter suddenly fell ill. If something happens, how can I tell him?" Daddy, tell me! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Du Wenhao clasped his hands and said, "Don't worry, what's going on? Don't accept it, tell me!"

"Yes, master, according to Miss Wei's personal maid, Miss Wei suddenly suffered from abdominal pain this morning, like a knife cutting an axe, and quickly spread from the upper abdomen to the whole abdomen! When sent to the Tai Hospital, the symptoms were nausea and vomiting. , his face was pale, he was sweating coldly, his limbs were cold, and his pulse was thin and fast!"

Du Wenhao's heart sank, his limbs became cold, and he was sweating profusely. This was a sign of shock. He hurriedly said, "What evidence do you judge?"

"Hmm..., the bad guy thinks that Miss Wei's stomach is distended and her chest is full, and her heart hurts so badly. It's because of her stomach pain. It's because of the disharmony between the liver and the stomach, and the blood stasis in the stomach."

Du Wenhao said: "Since you have already been diagnosed, why don't you go down to diagnose and treat yourself? Why do you want me?"

It was a little embarrassing not to accept the money, and said in a low voice: "Master, this woman is the daughter of Master Wei. The disease has a sudden onset, and the sudden epigastric pain is unbearable, and it quickly spreads to the whole abdomen. The whole abdomen refuses to be rigid as shown in the original pattern, and the old man is worried that the old mother of Mr. Zhan Tizhan and the son of Mr. Dong have a big breast knot syndrome. This disease is beyond the ability of the old man to cure. If it is delayed, the old man will not be able to afford it. So come to Master for help."

Du Wenhao said in a low voice: "Ha, you are afraid of taking responsibility and let me take the blame?"

Embarrassed by not accepting the money, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Master, the poor disciples would never dare to have such a rebellious heart..."

Du Wenhao also made a joke. Seeing that he was serious, he hurriedly asked him to help him up: "What are you doing! It's just a joke, hurry up and carry Miss Wei into the inner house for me to see."

"Yes, thank you Master!" Qian Bushou hurriedly got up on his knees, turned around and ordered those people to carry Miss Wei's soft couch inside.

Du Wenhao has arranged a building behind the pharmacy into an inpatient ward, which is divided into an infectious disease area and an ordinary inpatient area.Some time ago they had been living in seclusion. No one knew that he was good at Hua Tuo's magic technique of laparotomy, so no one came to him to treat acute abdomen. , These two wards are currently unattended.

After carrying Miss Wei straight to the operating room, Du Wenhao ordered Pang Yuqin and Xue Feier to prepare for the operation.

However, Du Wenhao would not rashly decide to have an operation before he was sure that it was necessary.After all, surgery is a destructive treatment method with high risks. It is a last resort choice and should be avoided as much as possible.

Du Wenhao sat down beside the soft couch, and through the gauze curtain, he heard Miss Wei's moaning in pain, and said to an old woman who was waiting next to him: "Please take out Miss's arm, I'll take a pulse."

The old woman carefully opened the gauze curtain and said in a low voice: "Miss, the doctor wants to check your pulse, you..."

With a bang, the old lady was kicked by the lady, staggered and almost fell down.Miss Wei's crisp and sharp voice came from inside the gauze tent: "Get out! Yo, mother..., it hurts me to death..., mother! Help me..."

The lady wept beside the bed and said, "Son! Don't worry, Dr. Qian's master is treating you. Dr. Qian said that this Dr. Du is good at Hua Tuo's magic skills. He can cut open the abdomen and heal wounds. He will definitely heal you." My stomach hurts..."

"No! I won't dissect my stomach! Ouch..., anyone who dares to touch my stomach, I will kill him...! Ouch...It hurts me to death..."

Just then the old woman carefully put her head into the tent, and said in a low voice: "Miss, Mr. Qian's master is right next to you, you have to hold your wrist..."

Bang Dang kicked again, this time the old woman was prepared, and quickly dodged without kicking.

Seeing such a savage young lady, Du Wenhao was furious and said angrily: "Kick it! Just kick it! Let me tell you, if you don't cooperate with my diagnosis and treatment, you will die! No matter who you are, Lord Yan Wang You won’t be polite even with a bull’s head and a horse’s face! Let’s hook your soul away! Just kick it!”

"Doctor Du...!" The noble lady begged in a low voice with heartache, "The child is not sensible, so please take care of me..."

Du Wenhao said angrily: "What time is it now? Her illness is an emergency. She had an attack in the morning, and now she is showing signs of shock and collapse. If she delays any longer, she will die. Why are you playing madam? Let's play ghosts!"

The noble lady had never been scolded by outsiders before, she was stunned for a moment, thinking that what Du Wenhao said was right, she could only cry and remain silent.

Unexpectedly, Du Wenhao's words had an effect. For a moment, the movement in the gauze tent stopped, and then came the sound of weeping, mixed with the sound of ouch and pain.A moment later, a snow-white arm stretched out from the gauze tent, curled up its fingers, and formed a fist, which twitched gently with crying.

Du Wenhao couldn't get used to this kind of arrogant young lady, so he grabbed his wrist and pulled it over: "Put it away!"

The girl inside let out an ouch, but was wrung by Du Wenhao, sobbing.

Du Wenhao touched her hand first, felt the palm was extremely cold, and there was cold sweat in the palm, he flattened the hand, put his three fingers together to diagnose the pulse, and found that the count was weak, his heart tightened, and he said loudly: "I want to open the gauze curtain to see the pulse. Doctor, if you want to survive, just lie down obediently, cooperate with my treatment, and let me know when you are ready!"

There was a rustling sound in the gauze tent, and the girl seemed to shrink into the quilt, crying: "It's done!"

Du Wenhao opened the gauze curtain, only to see a delicate and beautiful baby face under the brocade quilt, but his face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was panting shortly and delicately.The body curled up in the quilt was shaking constantly, as if desperately enduring the severe pain.

Du Wenhao asked coldly, "Where does it hurt?"

"Stomach, stomach pain..., it hurts me to death..."

"Open your mouth! Let me see your tongue coating!"

Miss Wei hesitated for a moment, then raised her neck and let out a little bit of her tongue.

"Hey! What do you think of your tongue? Open your mouth wider and stretch your tongue! Hurry up! I have time to spend with you, but you don't have time to wait for your illness!"

Miss Wei hastily opened her red lips and stuck out her tongue as much as possible.

Du Wenhao took a look and found that her tongue was reddish and the coating was white and thin. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Have you ever had this kind of pain before?"

"Well, it seems..., it seems to hurt..."

"What does it look like? If you have it, you don't have it! Make it clear that past medical history is an important basis for accurately judging your illness! If you don't cooperate with me in the investigation, don't blame me for misdiagnosis!"

"I can't remember..., woo woo..." Miss Wei curled up under the quilt and cried loudly.

The woman who was kicked earlier was Miss Wei's personal maid, and hurriedly replied for the lady: "Doctor, our lady has often had stomach pains since she was sensible. Sometimes the pain is severe, and sometimes it is just a faint pain..."

"Who told you to say that? Get out of here...!" Miss Wei said sharply, "Oh my mother... it hurts so much!"

Du Wenhao raised his voice and asked the lady, "Has she ever had an epigastric injury before?"

The lady wept and said: "Mr. is really clever. When the child was ten years old, he went out hunting with his father in the winter. He was frightened by a tiger and a horse. He ran for several miles and fell into a steep cliff. Thanks to being caught by a pine tree. When he found her, he was already Five days later, the child survived the wind and snow..."

"Mom! Why do you keep talking about this..., ouch...!" Miss Wei cried.

"Okay! Mother don't say it! Don't say it!"

Du Wenhao said again: "Isn't she eating regularly? - I want to be honest!"

The lady said: "Yes, after that incident, she was very hungry, and she would soon be full after eating a little. Sometimes she was full, and sometimes she couldn't eat a small bowl of rice for a day."

Qian Bu Accept interjected: "Spleen and stomach are deficient and cold, and the cold and temperature are uncomfortable, coupled with improper diet, stagnation of liver qi, stagnation of liver qi, rebellion against the stomach, unlucky middle burner, no wonder..."

In the gauze tent, Miss Wei cried and screamed: "What are you still dawdling about? Treat me quickly! I'm going to die of pain..."

(End of this chapter)