"You have already implicated me by coming here." Mr. Fan was furious: "Boy, the person who wants you to come is a guest, so I won't curse you anymore. Get out of here right now, don't make me angry."
The old man's temper was really hard and stubborn. Chen Yu was a little helpless. When he was at a loss, a couple came to the door.
The couple were dressed in ordinary clothes and had rough skin. They looked like migrant workers. The man was leaning on a cane and one of his legs was wrapped in a bandage, with yellow water seeping out of the bandage.
As soon as the migrant workers arrived, a foul and unpleasant smell spread from his legs. This was a malignant sore that had already broken out. He could hardly walk on this leg.
"Mr. Fan, please take a look at my husband's leg. He can hardly walk anymore. The hospital said he needs to amputate it." The woman said with a panic look on her face.
"What's going on?" Mr. Fan frowned, stood up quickly, walked over, asked the migrant worker to sit down, and looked at his legs.
There is a malignant sore on his leg. From the yellow water oozing out from the outside, it can be seen that the malignant sore on his leg has reached a very serious stage.
And it was only the size of a tea cup, and his entire leg was already black and blue.
"Last month, while sleeping at the construction site, he woke up and felt a little itchy on his legs. He didn't notice it at first, but then the itching became more and more serious. In the end, he even scratched his legs, and the wounds became more and more festering, making him unable to hold on.
Then go to the hospital."
"When we went to the hospital, the doctor prescribed some topical medicine. We thought the problem was not serious, but then the injury on our leg became more and more serious and we couldn't hold it anymore. Then we thought of going to a big hospital, but the doctor at the big hospital said
This leg must be amputated." The couple was very panicked.
Judging from their clothes, their living conditions are average, and most of the family's income depends on the man. If his leg is amputated, the family will really collapse.
"Why didn't you come to me earlier?" Mr. Fan's expression changed. The sore had worsened. If he had come earlier, he could have cured it, but now he was only 50% sure.
"This...when I came here a few days ago, you were not at home and went to the mountains to collect medicine." The woman begged: "Mr. Fan, please help us."
"The sore has worsened. I am only 50% sure, and even if it is cured, he will never be able to return to his original appearance. He will have to walk with a cane." Mr. Fan took out a pair of scissors and cut off the bandage.
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I saw an extremely hideous-looking wound on the migrant worker's leg. The wound festered and oozed pus, and the tendons around the wound turned purple, making it look very scary.
"I need to remove a malignant sore. It hurts a lot. Please use anesthetic." Mr. Fan raised his head.
"Okay, please leave it to Mr. Fan." The male migrant worker gritted his teeth. It was impossible for him to amputate his leg, so he had to put his hope in Mr. Fan.
Mr. Fan got the anesthetic and asked the man to take it, then he took out a set of knives and started to operate.
"Wait." Chen Yu on the side suddenly spoke.
"What? Boy, do you have anything to say?" Fan asked.
"Mr. Fan, this sore seems a little unusual." Chen Yu frowned: "It doesn't seem to be an ordinary sore."
"Do you have a different opinion?" Mr. Fan stopped the knife. He looked at Chen Yu with interest and said: "If you have a different opinion, then you can tell me. I have no prejudice against you Chinese medicine practitioners. Since we are colleagues,
And they are all inherited from Chinese civilization, so it doesn’t hurt for us to communicate.”
"This kind of sore is lupus." Chen Yu said: "It's actually a kind of bacteria that accumulates in a humid environment. This kind of bacteria can make people's bodies itchy and then fester. If treated with herbal medicines to expel toxins and remove dampness in time,
It will recover within ten days and a half.”
"But this kind of bacteria is very uncommon, and ordinary doctors don't know how to treat it symptomatically. Once it is delayed, lupus will mutate, and the final result will be excision."
"That's right, this kind of thing belongs to the category of Miao medicine. I didn't expect you to have such opinions about Miao medicine?" Mr. Fan nodded. Although he was unwilling to mention the Wu clan to Chen Yu, he still wanted to know about medical matters.
I am still willing to communicate with Chen Yu.
"But Mr. Fan, this situation is just a case of lupus, but look at the patient's legs." Chen Yu pointed to the interlaced purple tendons at the injury: "What is this?"
"This should be because the poisonous gas spread and eroded the blood vessels in his legs, which is why the veins are exposed." Mr. Fan looked at the place pointed by Chen Yu, his brows involuntarily knitted together, and he felt uncomfortable for a long time.
Definitely.
"If this is a blue vein, it will be better." Chen Yu shook his head. He took out a needle, walked to the patient and said, "Brother, I am also a doctor. Your situation is a bit special. I want to prick your leg. No problem.
Bar."
"That's... no problem, no problem." The migrant worker was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.
Chen Yu took out the needle and pricked the blood vessels crisscrossing his leg slightly.
I saw his blood vessels suddenly twisting, and what originally looked like blood vessels suddenly twisted and twitched.
"This, this is Haemotrichomoniasis." Mr. Fan was surprised.
"Mr. Fan, this... what is hemotrichomoniasis?" The migrant worker was startled. Seeing Mr. Fan's shocked expression, he couldn't help but become afraid.
"Haemotrichomonas is born in damp and dirty places. It is one of the top ten poisonous insects. It looks like a leech and likes to eat blood. Generally speaking, it will attach to the human body and feed on blood. Your legs are just like this now.
The initial stage of a parasite.”
"If another period of time passes, your entire leg will become as thin as firewood until it absorbs all the essence of flesh and blood, and in the end the leg will have to be amputated," Chen Yu said.
"Then, what should we do?" The couple were dumbfounded. They didn't pay attention to the disease at the beginning, but they never dreamed that the situation was so serious.
The two of them couldn't help but turn their eyes to Mr. Fan, hoping to get different answers from Mr. Fan's mouth. But to their disappointment, Mr. Fan's expression was very serious. After a while, he shook his head slightly and said: "Indeed.
It's Haemotrichomoniasis, I didn't notice it before."
"Ah, what should I do, Mr. Fan? I can't have my leg amputated, and my family still relies on me to support them. What should I do with my family after I lose my leg?" A grown man, a migrant worker, wiped away tears at the side.
"Is life more important or money?" Fan Lao frowned and said, "Remember, if you amputate now, you will lose a leg. If you don't amputate, you will lose a life."
"As long as you are alive, there is hope for everything. I will make preparations immediately to amputate your necrotic limbs and kill this hemotrichomonas at the same time."
The migrant worker couple's faces turned pale. The man gritted his teeth and finally uttered: "Mr. Fan, we can't be cured."