Chapter 626 Isn't there a scar on that aunt's eyes? (
Chapter 626: Wouldn’t that aunt have a scar on her eye? (Please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi had a polite smile on his face. Hearing what this single-eyed aunt Yan said, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. After all, he was now an adult man.
What grown men are most afraid of hearing is probably the dark history of their childhood.
As he spoke, he climbed up the stairs and soon entered the hall. At this time, his mother Cui nodded slightly towards Cheng Chubi.
"Sanlang, you also saw that thing on your Aunt Yan's eyelids, can you find a way to remove it?"
Mrs. Yan also cast her expectant eyes on Cheng Chubi. "Sanlang, look at what's going on here."
Cheng Chubi, who had long been displeased with the light orange lump, stood up and said to Yan.
"Aunt Yan, don't be anxious. I'll check you first and ask you some questions..."
It felt soft, similar to fat. Cheng Chubi looked at Yan's round and smooth physique, and asked in detail about Yan's daily diet.
Based on the examination and Yan's eating habits of loving meat and fat, Cheng Chubi suddenly thought of a less common case: xanthomas of the eyelids.
This is a metabolic disorder cutaneous liver disease, which is the most common type of xanthomas.
Xanthomas are yellow or orange patches of skin caused by lipid deposits on the eyelids.
It mostly occurs on the upper eyelids, is slightly higher than the skin, is completely separated from the normal skin, and has irregular borders.
Generally speaking, this disease will appear symmetrically, but I didn't expect that Yan's disease is only unilateral...
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In general, patients are often accompanied by hyperlipoproteinemia or hypercholesterolemia.
Cheng Chubi had no equipment to check, so he could only continue to ask Yan in detail about all aspects.
Seeing that Cheng Chubi kept frowning tightly, he asked more and more questions, and even asked about the Yan family's elders and her children.
It actually made my mother, Mrs. Cui, a little uneasy.
Even Mrs. Yan was a little guilty: "Cheng Sanlang, please tell my aunt the truth. Could it be that I have suffered from something serious?"
"Aunt Yan, don't be anxious. I'll give you a clearer answer after I sort out my thoughts."
After Cheng Chubi explained, he took out a piece of white paper from the treatment box and picked up his customary quill pen.
I started to write down the collected data and answers, and fell into a long exam.
Mrs. Yan, who was frightened by the question over there, couldn't help but leaned close to Mrs. Cui and whispered softly.
"Sister, what kind of talisman did your Sanlang draw? Could it be that his medical skills came from Taoism?"
"???" Cheng Chubi was confused for a moment. What the hell are you drawing? Is this a medical record?
Forget it, don’t argue with your elders, there’s no point in arguing with them anyway. After all, the generation gap between us is as deep as 1,400 years.
Cheng Chubi calmed down and ignored the feudal and superstitious Aunt Yan's bragging and spanking with his mother. He carefully considered the data based on his inquiries and inspections.
After all, this was more than 1,400 years ago, and this era lacked various reagents and inspection methods.
All Cheng Chubi could do was rely on his own examinations and the answers he got from asking patients to make inferences.
Moreover, Yan’s complexion is good and her skin is white. Together with those answers, hypercholesterolemia can almost be ruled out. As for high fat...
Cheng Chubi glanced at Yan's round figure. How could he have such a figure without being high in fat?
In addition, Yan's age falls into the category of middle-aged women, so it makes sense to suffer from this disease.
After finally deducing the conclusion, Cheng Chubi could finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Aunt Yan, your illness is not a big problem. The light orange spots there are called xanthomas and can be removed with surgery."
"Really?" Mrs. Yan couldn't help but feel relieved when she heard this, but then she asked curiously.
"How could I have such a strange eye disease?"
Cheng Chubi smashed his face and mouth, and began to combine the language arts of this era to perform certain artistic processing on the occurrence of diseases.
"That thing has something to do with your eating habits, Aunt Yan. Because you usually like to eat meat and are addicted to fat, this has led to the growth of your eyelids..."
Yan's face turned a little dark, and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch her eyelids. "You mean, the flesh on my body has grown to my eyelids?"
"It's not meat, it's fat, well, it's just fat..." Cheng Chubi hadn't even uttered the last word of meat.
Suddenly, he saw Cui, his always gentle and intellectual mother, coughing suddenly and interrupting his words.
But at this time, Cheng Chubi also noticed that Aunt Yan's previously darkened face was now a little strangely red, as if she was shy?
Cheng Chubi was a little unhappy that his mother would interrupt his conscientious statement as a medical worker. But since she was his own mother, what else could he do.
Mrs. Yan took a sip of tea to calm down, and couldn't help but glance at the handkerchief, who had returned to being calm and intellectual, but his eyes were full of a smile that couldn't be concealed.
Humph, my little sister is just a little fat. What does that matter? Forget it, for the sake of asking your son to come to me for treatment, I don’t bother to argue with you.
Mrs. Yan nodded and smiled at Cheng Chubi, then subconsciously touched the lump slightly above her eyelids and whispered.
"Um... Saburo, you are saying that you can cut off this piece of meat from my aunt, right? Then won't there be a scar on my aunt's eye?"
"It doesn't matter..." Cheng Chubi looked at it twice, smacked his lips and said, "I have a way to cover it up. But..."
"That's enough, just hurry up and get rid of that nasty thing for aunt."
Mrs. Yan interrupted Cheng Chubi angrily, but pointed at the lump on her eyelids very proudly, wishing that it would disappear in the next breath.
Seeing Mrs. Yan's urgency, Cheng Chubi didn't know what to say, but he still made an explanation while preparing the surgical instruments.
"This little hand is very small, so it is enough to cut such a wide incision in one go, but it will still hurt a little..."
But for such a minor surgery, taking Mafei powder will be very harmful to the body."
Seeing the length of the incision that Cheng Chubi was making, Yan asked Cheng Chubi about the consequences of taking Mafei San. After much thought, he decided to be brave.
Since this Aunt Yan is so brave, Cheng Chubi will naturally stop being verbose, and such an operation is really extremely minor.
Cheng Chubi had someone get a single couch, let Yan lie down, put a towel in her mouth, and wiped the essence of wine on her eyelids to disinfect it.
The scalpel moved lightly and diagonally...
In an instant, Yan frowned tightly in pain and inhaled frequently.
After cutting off the flat tumor, Cheng Chubi found the finest surgical sutures and used the finest needles to start suturing Yan.