Luo Ziling felt the trust from the old man's laughter and the softened look in his eyes, and he felt proud. He knelt down next to the old man and said in a very sincere tone: "Let me check you first."
, and then consider what treatment plan to use.”
"Okay!" The old man agreed without hesitation.
"Go back to the room!" Luo Ziling suggested in a low voice.
"Carry me back to the room." The old man agreed to Luo Ziling's request without any hesitation and asked two full-time nurses to carry him back to the room.
Lin Lan also hurriedly stepped forward to help. Luo Ziling was naturally embarrassed to stand idly by in front of several women.
So, several people carried the old man to the room on the first floor.
The room on the first floor is very spacious, with a living room, study room and bedroom. It should be the usual residence of the elderly.
The old man has lost the ability to move. It is inconvenient to live upstairs, so he can only arrange it on the first floor. This is what Luo Ziling thinks in his heart.
The old man's residence is not luxurious, it can even be described as simple. From this point, we can see the old man's living style.
After carrying the old man into the house and moving him to the large wooden bed, Luo Ziling ordered him to untie the old man's clothes and pull up his baggy trousers.
The two nurses quickly untied the old man's clothes and pulled up his pants. Luo Ziling took a breath of air.
There were countless scars on the old man's body, as if someone had chopped him up and down with a knife.
Seeing the injuries on the old man's body, Luo Ziling couldn't help but think of Lin Lan's body. This woman also had many scars on her body.
What is going on with these people? Why are there so many scars? Do they often fight with people?
Luo Ziling also quickly believed his inference because Lin Lan had a gun in her hand when she was injured and because of the gunshot wounds on her body.
But he was a little confused. It was a time of peace, so why were there so many battles?
"Are you scared?" Seeing Luo Ziling staring at the scars on his body, the old man laughed again, "I wonder if you have heard that scars are the best honor of a soldier. This is what we
The pride of soldiers is our lifelong honor."
Luo Ziling pursed his lips twice, but finally said nothing.
He completely disagreed with what the old man said. Why would he say that scars are the honor of a soldier?
A beautiful woman like Lin Lan has so many injuries on her body, what can she be proud of?
As a woman, you need to have smooth skin and healthy body, but your body is covered with scars. How can you wear clothes in summer without scaring people?
Luo Ziling also believed that Lin Lan would not wear short-sleeved skirts even in summer because she had scars on her arms, chest, and back, some of which were quite scary. He once again thought about completely eliminating Lin Lan's scars
The thought of such a beautiful woman with so many scars on her body makes my heart hurt just thinking about it, let alone seeing it.
I'll talk to Lin Lan about this later and ask her if she wants treatment.
After careful inspection for a while, Luo Ziling came to a preliminary conclusion.
"It should be the sequelae caused by previous poisoning and multiple serious injuries that were not treated in time and without complete treatment. The nerves and muscle tissues were damaged. The poison caused the nerve conduction to be blocked, the movement of the limbs was hindered, and the muscles slowly atrophied. Eventually,
As a result, I can't move my hands and feet now." He told the results of his diagnosis to the old man and Lin Lan who were waiting aside.
"The diagnosis results are similar to those of other doctors," the old man praised Luo Ziling. "You didn't use modern instruments for examination. You were able to find out the cause of the disease by looking, smelling, and asking, which is better than them."
"Can it be cured?" Lin Lan asked in a low voice.
She herself also forgot what she had told Luo Ziling before coming here, telling him to stop talking.
"I can't guarantee it, I can only do my best." Although Luo Ziling already had a preliminary treatment plan and a certain degree of self-confidence, he didn't dare to say it all.
In medicine, accidents often happen.
He didn't want to be underestimated by Lin Lan after boasting about Haikou, but couldn't do it, and then be punished by the old man and his men.
These are a group of perverted soldiers, and he is afraid of them.
"I know you have some confidence in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't say this," the old man seemed to understand Luo Ziling's thoughts, and he laughed: "Just rest assured and treat me. Even if the cure fails in the end, I won't blame you.
Don’t allow them to blame you either.”
The old man's words made Luo Ziling completely relieved.
"I will try my best," he promised again, and encouraged the old man: "Senior has a good mentality, which is a very important condition for physical recovery; also, senior is now willing to cooperate with treatment and work hard to reduce my psychological burden.
Having less worries is more conducive to treatment. If I was only 10% sure about the treatment before just now, I am at least 20% sure now."
"When will the treatment start?" After listening to Luo Ziling's words, Lin Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The communication between the old and the young was very harmonious, which was the first time in history.
In the past, when doctors came to treat the chief, they always made a fuss.
Those doctors worked with trepidation, intimidated by the majesty of the chief. They did not dare to speak out, were timid in doing things, and did not dare to take any rash measures. The chief had a bad temper and often cursed, and several leading medical figures were pressured by his scolding.
Both of his symptoms were so high that he fainted at the treatment site. Later, the chief even disliked the treatment. Doctors came to examine him, but they all refused rudely.
She boldly proposed asking Luo Ziling to help with the treatment. She didn't have much confidence or confidence at first, but now she knows that her bold proposal is very wise. There is hope of curing the chief's disease.
Of course, it's just hope.
"I will start treatment now," Luo Ziling asked two attendants to wipe the old man's body with wet water, and he also began to prepare for treatment.
Acupuncture, massage and medicine are the only choices for treating this disease. Luo Ziling plans to start the treatment with acupuncture, which he is good at.
After asking Lin Lan to prepare alcohol, warm water and a cloth to wipe his hands, Luo Ziling took out the silver needle he brought.
The silver needles he uses for acupuncture are specially made by his grandfather. They are different from those used by ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners. They are very different in length and toughness. When making the silver needles, some special things are mixed into them.
As for what was mixed in, Luo Ziling didn't know, that was grandpa's secret.
After sterilizing the silver needle with alcohol, Luo Ziling moistened his hands with warm water, wiped them dry, and then began to gently massage the old man's knees.
After a while of massage, the skin in that area became slightly rosy and no longer as dry as before. Luo Ziling picked up a silver needle and quickly inserted it into the old man's knee joint.
Luo Ziling used the needle so fast that Lin Lan, who was always known for his speed, was shocked when he saw it.
This kid's skills are definitely not simple.
It seems that medical skills are not simple, and they might really bring surprises to everyone.
Thinking of this, Lin Lan couldn't help but feel happy.
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