Yang Pan couldn't tell where the pain was. He only felt pain everywhere in his body, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.
Finally, Yang Pan pointed to his stomach and chest.
My stomach and chest hurt.
Pain is not that specific as long as it involves human organs.
"Where did you fall?" Mr. Yang asked anxiously.
Yang Mo shook her head. The situation was still unclear. She really missed the ultrasound and radiological diagnostic equipment, but if they were not available, she would have to check with bare hands.
Yang Mo stretched out her hand to pat Yang Pan's chest.
Old Mrs. Yang looked surprised, what kind of diagnosis and treatment method is this? Miss Yang has never even checked Pan'er's pulse since she came here. Even a doctor in the countryside will check the pulse first.
"Don't you want to check your pulse? What are you doing?" Old Mrs. Yang kept chattering.
Yang Mo stopped and looked at Old Mrs. Yang, "You have to look, smell and inquire to determine where the injury is. I can't safely diagnose and treat the old lady here. You should wait in the side room!"
Seeing that Yang Mo straightened up and looked like she wanted to wait, Mr. Yang had no choice but to let the maid help him out of the house.
Yang Mo lowered her head and started percussing again. Now this is the best way to identify patients with thoracic and abdominal organ diseases.
Princess Jiayi quietly took a look at the door. Miss Yang seemed to be helpless. She just looked at Young Master Yang and occasionally touched him, without even checking his pulse.
Is this how Miss Yang treats people? Princess Jiayi felt curious and a little disappointed, turned around and walked away for a few steps. The mother next to Princess Jiayi whispered: "The princess has already helped Miss Yang, so she should
When we go back, all the doctors will come soon, and there will inevitably be chaos."
Princess Jiayi smiled half-heartedly, "If it hadn't been for that ancestor's words, I wouldn't have come at all. Now that I'm here, I can see clearly what's so special about Miss Yang." Although Miss Yang just refused to marry in front of everyone.
, she was very surprised by the move of leaving the Chang family, but is he really good at medicine at such a young age?
After Princess Jiayi finished speaking, she was about to pick up the tea and drink it when two people came in the door. One was a doctor carrying a medicine box, and the other had a dark face covered with beard. At first glance, he looked a little scary.
But when she saw that face, Princess Jiayi suddenly laughed. She was so messed up that she turned herself into this state.
Seeing the servants of the Chang family taking the two of them into the inner room, Princess Jiayi smiled and said: "Okay, let's go back! We are no longer needed here."
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Shen Weiyan walked into the room and saw Miss Yang pressing the patient's stomach, moving her fingers inch by inch. Shen Weiyan didn't even dare to make a sound, so she walked over and took a closer look.
Every time I meet Ms. Yang, I see her different diagnosis methods.
"Strangle me to death." Yang Pan suddenly shouted on the bed. He sat up from the bed, held his abdomen with both hands, opened his mouth and vomited.
Thanks to the quick reaction of the maid who was waiting next to me and quickly picked up the spittoon, the vomit was not sprayed everywhere.
Such vomiting was first suspected to be a problem with the abdominal organs, but Yang Pan was breathing rapidly and felt tight in her chest.
Yang Pan's wails were harsh, and every time he vomited, it felt as if he had been stabbed by a knife. He finally vomited all the food in his stomach before lying down again. This time, his symptoms were even worse than before.
Shen Weiyan stepped forward to check his pulse, and Yang Mo looked at the vomit in the spittoon. Most of it was pieces of meat.
Yang Mo looked at Chunhe and said, "Go and ask Mr. Yang, does Mr. Yang have any symptoms?"
Chunhe responded and hurriedly went out. After a while, he came back again, "Mr. Yang said that Mr. Yang will have a stomachache if he eats too much."
She suffered abdominal pain after taking a large amount of food. Yang Mo reached out and pressed Yang Pan's stomach, but Yang Pan had no special reaction. Yang Mo moved her hand up and pressed it down, and Yang Pan screamed.
This is the tender point.
Yang Mo let go of her hand, and Yang Pan screamed again.
Yang Mo will have an attack after overeating, accompanied by vomiting and pain in the pancreatic area, and the painful area will be obviously hard. First, acute pancreatitis should be considered.
Yang Pan ate a large amount of food, which stimulated gastric acid and excessive secretion of pancreatic juice, inducing acute pancreatitis.
In this case, the best way to reduce pancreatic secretion is to perform gastrointestinal decompression and suck out the excess food residue and gas in the stomach, so as to avoid self-digestion in severe cases due to strong pancreatic secretion.
Shen Weiyan even forgot to prescribe the prescription, but raised his head to look at Yang Mo, "The pulse is Hongmai."
Yang Mo has been studying traditional Chinese medicine these days. The Hong pulse treats fever. Although Yang Pan's temperature did not rise, her face was flushed and her expression was painful. Yang Mo also tried to diagnose the pulse. The pulse rate was very fast. Hong pulse was not only for diagnosing fever. Symptoms, there is another kind of situation, which is the crisis of the prosperity of evil and the decline of evil.
For example…symptoms of blood loss.
It was not because the doctor invited by the Chang family refused to prescribe, Yang Pan was indeed seriously ill.
If it is pancreatic bleeding, it will cause peritonitis, and the abdominal muscles will be tense and harder to the touch. However, Yang Pan obviously has not reached such a situation. Yang Mo closed her eyes and slowly calmed her mind. There must be something she has not noticed.
Shen Weiyan has never seen Miss Yang so nervous. She is very confident when facing bayberry and malaria. Could this case be more serious than those diseases?
Yang Mo stretched out her hand to check Yang Pan again.
There was already a lot of discussion outside, and the doctors invited by the Chang family were waiting outside to come in and treat Yang Pan.
After a while, everyone saw Miss Yang coming out of the inner room and walking straight towards Mrs. Yang.
Old Mrs. Yang trembled with her hands and looked at Yang Mo eagerly, "Can it be cured?"
Yang Mo pursed her lips and shook her head, "Not sure."
Mr. Yang's eyes suddenly dimmed, and the voices around him suddenly became louder. The doctors shook their heads as they talked.
"Even famous doctors have illnesses that are easy to treat."
"It looks like it won't work this time."
Old Mrs. Yang suddenly started crying, "My grandson is not sick at home yet. Why...how..."
Yang Mo looked into Mr. Yang's eyes calmly, "Yang Pan has no external injuries, but there is internal bleeding, so I don't know if it can be cured. If the old man is willing to let me cure it, I will do my best."
Internal bleeding. Old Mrs. Yang opened his eyes wide.
This was the result of Yang Mo's careful diagnosis. Although the acute pancreatitis was serious, it would not kill Yang Pan immediately. The most important thing now was that Yang Pan's ribs were fractured and her lungs were stabbed, causing internal bleeding.
Mr. Yang shook his head desperately, as if he refused to believe it. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Yang Mo, "Then how to treat it?"
Yang Mo's expression was very firm, "You have to open a hole in your body and let out the blood, otherwise Young Master Yang will drown." Too much bleeding in the lungs will fill the entire chest, causing the lungs to shrink and cause respiratory distress, which is the same as drowning. reason.
Mr. Yang's eyes widened when he heard Yang Mo's words. He had never heard of it. To treat an injury, you need to make an incision on the body. Could this be a new method used by doctors in the capital? Mr. Yang thought about it and looked at the doctors next to him. The faces of those doctors There was also a surprised expression on his face.
"Miss Yang, do you want to open an opening?"
"What kind of treatment is this?"
"There is an injury that cannot be cured, yet an incision needs to be made."
Hearing these words, Mr. Yang shook his head, "Are you trying to save people or harm people? You... are not good at medical skills... I... don't need you." After saying that, he put aside Yang Mo and looked at the other doctors in the room, "Please, everyone. The doctor is going to diagnose and treat my grandson."
The doctors glanced at Miss Yang next to them, and then entered the inner room one after another.
Shen Weiyan wanted to persuade Mrs. Yang, so she turned her head and looked at Miss Yang. Miss Yang stood quietly aside, and the sunlight falling on her face seemed to cast a faint halo.
"Dr. Shen."
The clear voice brought Shen Weiyan back to his senses immediately, and he quickly looked away from Miss Yang. After a while, he realized that it was Miss Yang who called him.
"Prepare a broken bamboo pole as thick as a finger, put it together with a soft cloth and boil it in Andrographis paniculata water."
Shen Weiyan remembered the cloth towels and bamboo poles and hurriedly left the house to arrange them.
Yang Mo looked out the window. Once hemothorax occurs, no matter what method is used, the chest opening must be connected to the outside world to drain excess blood.
This is basic knowledge of modern medical treatment, but it is incredible when used in ancient times. When she told Mrs. Yang about the treatment method, she knew that Mr. Yang would not agree.
In a situation like Yang Pan's, if she didn't bleed, she would definitely die, but even if she did bleed, she wouldn't know how to perform surgical suturing, so how could she stop the bleeding? She wasn't sure. It wasn't like she could give treatment to malaria or bayberry. When she was thinking about it, internal bleeding was an emergency and the situation could change rapidly.
But just because of this, she has to sit back and watch?
Mrs. Chang told Mrs. Chang about Yang Pan's situation, "After Mo Lan saw it, she said she wanted to make an opening in Young Master Yang."
Mrs. Chang looked surprised, "What on earth is this child going to do?"
Since Yang Molan started to treat patients, she has done so many incredible things, and this time it became even more ridiculous.
Mrs. Chang thought for a while and just as she was about to continue speaking, there was a sound of crying outside the door.
Mrs. Chang opened the partition and went out to check. Chang Yiwan stood outside with a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
"What's going on?" Mrs. Chang asked with a frown.
Chang Yiwan's face was full of tears, and he shook his head in front of his mother and refused to say anything.
Mrs. Chang had no choice but to take Chang Yiwan into the inner room.
There was no one else in the room, so Chang Yiwan said intermittently: "I... lost my jade pendant... I've worn it since I was a child, everyone knows it."
Mrs. Chang knew her daughter well. She would not be so panicked just because she lost her jade pendant, as if the sky was falling.
"What's going on? You have to tell me the truth." Mrs. Chang lowered her voice.
Chang Yiwan was stabbed in a sore spot and cried even harder, "It was me...it was Yang Pan...she bullied me...I just pushed him. Maybe he took my jade pendant... ...But what should I do? If he goes out and talks nonsense, my reputation will be ruined."
Mrs. Chang couldn't help being stunned, her face suddenly became very ugly.
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