The women who lived in the same room as the wet nurse in Tongxuan Mansion were awakened by moans.
I lit the lamp and found that the wet nurse was unconscious. I touched her head again and found that it was frighteningly hot. I immediately got up and asked for a doctor. After a lot of trouble, I called for a doctor. It was almost dawn.
The same doctor was invited. He checked the pulse, looked at the coating on the tongue, and looked unhappy. After lifting the thin quilt, he ordered a woman to roll up her pants. All she saw was a bright red patch on her calf, with blisters appearing in the process, which was very scary.
Everyone in the room was so frightened that they took two steps back.
"Doctor, what's wrong with my mother?" The wet nurse's son, who was also working in the house, asked anxiously.
Why was it that you were fine yesterday, but then you looked like you were going to die in the middle of the night?
The doctor sighed.
"One in ten people will encounter the critical disease of sores." He said, "I didn't expect that your mother would become one in ten people..."
Sounds pretty rare?
Everyone said, "Who wants this rare thing!"
"Doctor, please save this person quickly." The nanny's son said anxiously, wishing he could kneel down.
"I'm going to prescribe Fuqingwen Baidu Drink. If the fever can be reduced by noon, there is still a glimmer of life. If not, let's make preparations early." The doctor said, writing the prescription.
Why do we have to prepare funeral arrangements? Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.
Soon everyone in the house knew that this kind of patient was unlucky, so Mrs. Tongpan would not come to see her. She just asked her daily doctor, Dr. Zhang, to come and see him, and Dr. Zhang said the same thing.
The wet nurse and her family were in despair and couldn't cry properly. Mrs. Tongpan was so kind that she couldn't bear to see this life, old age, illness, and death, so she also shed tears and asked for a few more coins to take care of the funeral properly.
"But..." When Dr. Zhang packed up the medicine box and said goodbye, he couldn't help but stop again, "Maybe we can try to save him in Qianjin Hall."
Qian Jin Tang?
Mrs. Tongpan was stunned.
"How is that possible? Doctor Zhang, you even said you couldn't save him." She shook her head and said.
Doctor Zhang smiled.
"Doctors have their own specialties. I dare not say who is superior and who is inferior. Qianjintang does have some strange techniques and prescriptions that may be able to solve diseases that ordinary people cannot." He said humbly.
Mrs. Tongfan stopped talking.
The wet nurse's family looked at her with a bit of pleading.
"It's better to prepare earlier so that she can be at ease earlier." Mrs. Tongpan finally said.
Even if the doctor said Qianjintang could give it a try, why would she offend Dingxi Houfu for a servant?
The people in the wet nurse's family naturally understood and carried the wet nurse out in tears.
It was still dark, and when they returned to their home in the back alley of Tongpan Mansion, the family sat there crying and watching the wet nurse who had barely breathed.
"No matter." The nanny's son stood up suddenly, "I want to send my mother to Qianjin Hall!"
His wife looked at him in surprise.
"But, Madam didn't say that you are not allowed to have contact with Qianjintang..." she stammered.
The nanny's son raised his hand and slapped his wife.
"You vicious woman, that's my mother! I only have this mother! My father died early, and my mother suffered so much for me! You actually want to see my mother die just for the sake of my wife!"
he shouted angrily.
The daughter-in-law didn't understand what she meant. She started crying and trying to explain.
"Stop arguing and go as soon as possible." The neighbor who came to help advised.
In Qianjin Hall, everyone was getting ready to get off work. Because Qi Yue was refused treatment, everyone was in a low mood.
"Old Doctor An of Shanning Mansion has always wanted to invite you over, why not..." Liu Pucheng suggested.
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qi Yue.
"Teacher, you don't need to say anything. I just have a weird temper and I don't want anyone to mess with me. If it hadn't been for this, I might have gone to Dr. An. I've always wanted to learn from him."
Qi Yue knocked on the table and said, "But now that this has happened, I won't leave at all. I will stay here. I don't believe what they can do to me."
This girl has such a stubborn temper...
"You said you deserved to go against them..." Liu Pucheng shook his head and said.
"Of course it's worth it," Qi Yue said with a snort.
While we were talking here, there was an emergency call outside the door over there.
"Doctor, please help." Although the wet nurse's son didn't recognize Ms. Qi, he knew that she was the only female doctor in Qianjin Hall, so he knelt down when he saw a woman.
"Don't be impatient and speak slowly." Aru hurriedly helped him up, "How old is the patient and what are his symptoms?"
The nanny's son talked hurriedly, and Qi Yue also came out.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Ahru explained the patient's condition simply and quickly.
Qi Yue took a few steps over, put on her gloves, and saw that the woman had already put on her shroud.
Only then did the nanny's son realize that this was Mrs. Qi, and he knelt down and kowtowed again.
"Is the lesion on the leg?" she asked, taking the scissors and cutting open her pants several times, revealing her already red and swollen calf.
Damn it, Qi Yue's face turned gloomy. If the doctor hadn't been able to show his emotions, she would have shouted out.
But his expression was enough to make everyone's hearts sink.
After a series of inspections, Qi Yue was basically certain.
"Septicemia!" she said, frowning, "This is caused by trauma and infection..."
She used her gloved hands to examine the redness and swelling on the woman's legs.
"Cut with a knife?" She murmured, "It was not disinfected, so the bacteria infected septicemia..."
"Cut?" The nanny's son jumped up immediately, "It was the doctor who killed a thousand cuts who cut my mother's sores... I will fight for his life!"
Qi Yue hurriedly called him to stop.
"He means well, not intentionally. What do you want from him?" she shouted.
The wet nurse's son immediately knelt down again.
"Ms. Qi, help me." He cried and kowtowed.
"This disease is fierce, and broad-spectrum antibacterial drugs..." Qi Yue reached out and touched his neck, with a worried look on his face, "I'll try my best."
Other doctors didn't even want to give it a try, but Mrs. Qi was willing to give it a try, which shows that she is indeed in the right place.
The whole family was busy kowtowing.
"Take your family members to the hospital." Qi Yue said, "Move the bed, perform physical cooling, resist shock, and prepare for debridement and drainage surgery."
The disciples in the hall responded in unison.
Watching the woman being neatly stuffed with sheets, four more people shouted one, two, three, lifted her up and put her on a bed, and then the bed was pushed backwards. The whole process was simple, neat and smooth. It was amazing to see
It looks quite pleasing to the eye...
The nanny's son spat, "What are you thinking about? My mother is going to die and yet it's so pleasing to the eye!"
"What is this person's name?" A disciple stood in front of him and asked.
The nanny's son was startled. Finally, he finally asked himself who he was...
"I, I..." He stammered and did not dare to say.
He knew that Mrs. Qi was kicked out by Mrs. Tongpan in the morning. If he was the patient in Tongpan Mansion...
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to handle the hospitalization procedures for your mother. Hospitalization means that because the patient's condition is critical, he must stay with us so that the doctor can observe him and take medicine at any time." The disciple explained seriously.
That was not what the wet nurse's son was concerned about. He was afraid that people would find out that he was from the Tongxuan Mansion and kick him out, so Nuonuo went to the hospital with the disciple.
As the night dimmed, the lights in the Qianjintang operating room were brightly lit. The reflective bronze mirror designed on the operating bed finally came into use. After several adjustments, it was aimed at the woman's calf so that Qi Yue could see the wound clearly.
"Local anesthesia is complete." Liu Pucheng said, stepping away.
Compared with the bloody operation last time, this one was very simple. Qi Yue did not need to assist anyone to complete the debridement and drainage.
"The doctor meant well. The sore was opened and drained, but he did not do a good job of disinfection, anti-inflammation and antibacterial treatment, which resulted in this fatal situation. This is why I repeatedly ask everyone to disinfect beforehand at all times.
Anti-inflammation afterwards..." Qi Yue said as he kept cutting off the infected muscle tissue with knives and scissors until he saw the red-colored muscles bleeding out of blood.
Clear the infected muscle group, rinse it with disinfectant water, open the wound, and cover it with a white cloth soaked in disinfectant decoction.
Seeing the patient being pushed out of the operating room, Qi Yue took a deep breath as she walked out.
"Thank you, doctor..." The family gathered around and looked at the woman who looked much better after physical cooling. They were very grateful. "The doctor is indeed a miracle doctor. He cured her so quickly."
Qi Yue shook her head and smiled bitterly.
Cured sepsis so quickly? Then she is really a miracle.
"It's not time to thank you yet." She stopped the excited family members of the patients, her eyes covered by the big mask looked solemn, "Is it life or death? I still don't know."
That night, the woman was placed in intensive care. Without a thermometer, it was impossible to accurately determine the temperature. Qi Yue had to rely on her own hand feel to record the temperature again and again. Because she was afraid that her personal feelings would be different, she could not change people, so she spent the whole night.
.
At dawn, Liu Pucheng asked himself to replace him.
"There is no need to replace it." Qi Yue opened his bloodshot eyes and shook his head with a bit of exhaustion, looking at the woman who was still in a coma on the hospital bed, "The infection is not under control."
Liu Pucheng stepped forward to check his pulse, looked at his tongue, and saw that his calf, which had been debrided and drained, was even more swollen. He sighed and looked heavy.
This is much more powerful than that of the Orion last time.
"In order to prevent the spread of infection, there is only one way." Qi Yue said.
Liu Pucheng looked at her.
"Amputation." Qi Yue said.
Liu Pucheng looked shocked.
"Under this situation, what are the chances of saving one's life after amputation?" he asked.
Qi Yue took a deep breath.
"I don't know." she said.
Liu Pucheng was silent again.
"Invite the family members," he finally said.
The nanny's son and daughter-in-law were invited over, and they were very frightened. After hearing Qi Yue's words, they were stunned.
"Ms. Qi, you are kicked out. There is really nothing we can do. As slaves, we have to listen to our master." The nanny's son immediately knelt down to Qi Yue and cried.
What he said made Qi Yue confused, and it was difficult to understand.
"Oh, it turns out that the patient in Tongxuan Mansion is your mother." She said, and persuaded the nanny's son to get up, "I really didn't do it for this. If you don't believe it, you can ask other doctors. It's really too bad.
It’s critical.”
The nurse's son wiped away tears and cried.
"If you are unwilling, I respect your choice." Qi Yue said, "Because even if the limb is amputated, I cannot guarantee that the person can be saved."
The nanny's son looked confused.
"Ban'er, why don't you get the advantage and behave yourself." The neighbor who followed him stamped his feet and said, "Don't forget that your mother has already put on her shroud. Dr. Qi forcefully pulled her back from the gate of the King of Hell's Palace.
What else are you thinking about?"
These words made the nanny's son wake up.
"Doctor, I listen to you. My mother has been judged to be dead. She is alive because of your skill, doctor, but she is not alive because of her unlucky fate." He gritted his teeth and said, knelt down and kowtowed, "Doctor, please make the decision."
Qi Yue nodded and said hello.
"I will do the amputation this time," Liu Pucheng said.
Qi Yue was stunned for a moment.
"Teacher, do you know how?" she couldn't help but ask.
Liu Pucheng smiled.
"Don't forget, I opened this Qianjin Hall," he said, "and I followed my master and majored in traumatology. Amputating limbs and arms is not a difficult task for me."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the disciples in the room.
"Now, prepare for the amputation surgery. The purpose of the surgery is to remove the source of infection." He followed Qi Yue's approach and said.
The disciples responded loudly: *** (To be continued)