"It's not cured?" Mr. Fan's expression froze, and then he said angrily: "Do you know what you are talking about? If your disease is not cured, the consequences will be very serious. Not to mention a leg, even your life will be at risk.
It can’t be saved.”
"I know, Mr. Fan, my family is not in good condition. There are old people and children, and the whole family is counting on me to work and earn money." The migrant worker looked miserable: "It's okay if I die, what I'm most afraid of is
One leg is half-dead and harming the family."
"You..." Mr. Fan was silent for a long time. Yes, this couple is just an ordinary working couple. A man is the backbone of a family. If the backbone collapses, what will happen to the family?
With his current ability, even if it is an amputation, there will be a lot of post-operative aftermath to deal with. This man can't afford it, and his family can't afford it.
He slowly put down the scalpel in his hand, sighed and said: "Then I will get some medicine, which can temporarily relieve the pain in your leg. If your leg is controlled with medicine, you will not have to worry about your life in ten months.
back……"
When Mr. Fan said this, he stopped talking. Even if he didn't say it, the couple would understand what was coming next.
"Thank you Mr. Fan, I will cherish these ten months." The migrant worker bowed repeatedly.
"Actually, there is no need for amputation or death. The disease itself is not fatal." Chen Yu on the side touched his nose.
In fact, he didn't want to say it. After all, Mr. Fan still wanted to save his face. He had a very good reputation in this area.
But if Chen Yu didn't say anything, this migrant worker would really be dead.
"What can you do?" Mr. Fan glanced at Chen Yu sideways.
"Yes." Chen Yu nodded.
"Hmph, hurry up and save people if you can. Why are you so coquettish?" Mr. Fan said angrily: "Are you afraid of losing my face? As long as you can save people, I will kneel down and beg you."
"Mr. Fan is a real sweetheart." Chen Yu extended his thumb, and he suddenly felt that this old man was cute.
"Brother, do you really have a way to cure my disease? Fan Lao can't even do anything." The migrant worker was still crying, but he still looked at Chen Yu with hope.
"He is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, the source of famous Chinese doctors. He is profound and profound. He will definitely be able to find a solution. Don't worry." Mr. Fan comforted him.
"Brother, please help us." The woman knelt down to Chen Yu with a plop: "Nothing can happen to my old Liang, he is the backbone of the family."
"Sister, please get up. It's just a bug. I can deal with it." Chen Yu helped him up.
"This kind of blood trichomonas has countless stripes on its body. Once it enters the human body, it will be tightly adhered to the skin and flesh. If it is forcibly removed from the human body, it will secrete a strong acid liquid that will destroy the human body.
Cell tissue, and this fluid will flow throughout the body along with the blood, and by then the patient will have ulcers all over his body and die."
Mr. Fan looked at Chen Yu doubtfully: "You must think clearly. Don't push forward unless you are absolutely sure."
"Mr. Fan, we are all doctors. We will definitely not do anything we are not sure about. After all, human lives are at stake." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"Okay, boy, I believe in you. Don't let me down. If you dare to do something you are not sure about and something happens, I will risk my life with you." Mr. Fan stared at Chen Yu, trying to tell what he saw on Chen Yu's face.
something.
But what he saw on Chen Yu's face was confidence. At this moment, his hanging heart was relieved. He believed in Chen Yu's words, and Chen Yu must have a way.
Chen Yu asked the man to sit down, then took out a silver needle and pricked it along the abscess on his leg. More than ten needles sealed various major points on his leg.
The moment the acupuncture point on his leg was sealed, the blood trichomonad attached to the migrant worker's leg seemed to be restless. It kept twisting and changing its body shape under the skin of the migrant worker's leg.
The migrant worker turned pale with fright. Although the thing was twisting in his leg and he didn't feel any pain, after all, it was a living thing under the surface of his skin. The feeling really made his hair stand on end.
"Don't panic, I just cut off the blood circulation in your legs. This thing feeds on flesh and blood. Without the nourishment of blood, it cuts off its source of life, so it becomes a little restless." Chen Yu comforted him.
.
"Chen, Master Chen, just let it go, the worst is to die." The migrant worker gritted his teeth: "Even if I die now, it is equivalent to relief. Don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you."
"Just rest assured, you won't die as long as I'm here." Chen Yu smiled, but the migrant worker was still scared. Next, he took out a bottle and poured out some white powder.
Chen Yu's space bracelet contains a variety of medicines. A few days ago in Wangchuan, a medicine warehouse was almost emptied. In his spare time, he would prepare some special medicines and put them in the space bracelet, so
No matter what kind of disease it is, his medicine is always at his fingertips.
"Expelling Gu Powder?" Mr. Fan looked at the medicine in Chen Yu's hand, and his expression changed slightly.
"That's right, it's a Gu-dispelling powder. Mr. Fan is familiar with the Wu Clan, so he must also be familiar with Gu." Chen Yu carefully poured the medicine into the wound on the man's leg.
Strangely enough, these medicinal powders melted upon contact with blood and quickly dissipated on the man's sores.
The man only felt a numbness in his leg, and the medicinal powder that Chen Yu had just poured in seemed to form a force and move around the wound on his leg.
And the blood trichomonad attached to his skin became even more panicked. It kept changing its shape and rushed around the wound, as if trying to escape.
But the wounds on the migrant worker's legs were sealed by Chen Yu with silver needles, so the migrant worker couldn't escape no matter how hard he tried.
"This Gu Dispelling Powder is the nemesis of the witchcraft's voodoo technique. It requires more than ten kinds of medicines to be prepared, and it also uses rare drugs as ingredients. It is extremely difficult to make the mixture." Mr. Fan stared at Chen Yu:
"And the average person doesn't prepare these things."
"Since I asked Mr. Fan about the origin of the Wu Clan, I was going after them." Chen Yu said lightly: "So it's not surprising that I prepared these things to deal with their voodoo skills."
Mr. Fan's expression changed: "This is effective against ordinary voodoos. If it is a natal voodoo with advanced witchcraft, it won't have any effect."
"I know that." Chen Yu nodded, he smiled and said: "As long as it works on ordinary voodoos, it is enough. As for advanced voodoos, I naturally have advanced methods to deal with them."
Mr. Fan stopped talking. He stared at the wounds of the migrant workers. Because Haemotrichomonas is a type of wild voodoo, the dispelling voodoo powder is also effective on it.
But Chen Yu was careful in using the medicine. The amount of medicine he used not only made the haemotrichomin feel uneasy, but also prevented it from struggling violently. He boiled the frog in warm water to make it die slowly, so as not to harm the human body.
