Chapter 227 Growing Pains, Sixty Years of Facial Paralysis (all ordered with additional updates)
Fang Yan then wrote down his understanding of the prescription in detail, and then wrote down the patient's detailed physical reaction during the treatment process.
Next, the time and amount of each medication administration, as well as the patient's physical feedback, are recorded.
Even the color changes on his skin and the smell of his breath will be written in dialect. The main focus is to be detailed and rigorous.
When this medical record was handed over, Fang Yan hoped to make it as detailed as possible, so that Mr. Cheng and the others could use it as soon as they took it out, and feel confident that they could use it.
You can save yourself from arguing with people in the future.
At the end of writing, Fang Yan even wanted to write down the medicinal recipes for stewing aconite with pig trotters and stewed with mutton, so as to verify the safety of aconite.
At about four o'clock in the afternoon, an old lady with a child came to the store to see a doctor.
She still seemed a little unsure, so she stopped at the door and looked inside and asked:
"Doctor, can I see a doctor this afternoon?"
"Dialect?" Le Miao asked him.
Fang Yan was writing something when he heard the sound and raised his head and said:
"Okay."
Although taking pulses in the morning was more accurate, his ability to take pulses is now much higher and he can still see a doctor.
Just like Meng Jimin's hospital, they are also accepting patients in the afternoon.
Then the old lady happily walked in with her child.
At this time, Fang Yan noticed that half of the old lady's face was pulled down, which was a symptom of long-term facial paralysis.
At this time, the old lady asked her grandson to sit on the stool in front of Fang Yan, and then said:
"The child wakes up every morning complaining that his leg hurts. It hurts so much that he can't get off the ground. This has been going on for two days."
"Come, let me take a look." Fang Yan took the child's hand and began to diagnose his pulse.
At this time, Kong Yao at the counter asked the old lady:
"Grandma, has your grandson gone to school?"
"Yes, I am in second grade this year." The old lady nodded.
Kong Yao asked again:
"How is your academic performance?"
Upon hearing this, the child immediately turned his head and said to Kong Yao:
"I'm not pretending to be sick!"
Kong Yao said:
"Hahaha, I didn't say you were pretending to be sick."
A few days after school started in September, she had seen children not wanting to go to school and pretending to be sick at home.
So when she heard the child's symptoms, she immediately thought of this situation.
The child said angrily:
"My grades are very good! I won't pretend to be sick. If you don't believe me, you can go to school and ask the teacher!"
Kong Yao waved his hand:
"Okay, okay..."
Just when the child was about to jump off the bench to defend himself from Kong Yao, Fang Yan asked:
"Do you have pain in your knees and front of your calves?"
The child was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently:
"Yeah."
Fang Yan asked the child to open his mouth again and looked at his tongue. Finally Fang Yan said:
"He is not pretending to be ill, he is suffering from growing pains. This condition is most common between the ages of eight and twelve."
Kong Yao was also startled. She didn't expect that she had misunderstood Brother Xiaozi.
Fang Yan said to the old lady:
"I'll prescribe some Chinese medicine and take it back to soak his feet."
Then he looked at the child again and said to him:
"Besides, don't run too crazy in school during the day. It's best to eat eggs."
"It will get better in about four or five days."
The children and the old lady both nodded when they heard this.
Dialect three times five times two divided the prescription for foot soaking, and then asked Kong Yao to take it and get the medicine at a discounted price.
Now Jia Dapeng is watching in the back hall, so only Kong Yao can do this.
"I'm sorry." Kong Yao apologized to the kid.
The former waved his hands like a little adult, with an expression that said, "I don't care about you."
When the old lady went to give the money, Fang Yan couldn't help but asked the old lady:
"Old comrade, how long have you had facial paralysis on your face?"
The old lady turned her head and responded:
"Sixty years."
"..." As soon as these words came out, the whole room fell silent for a moment.
Fang Yan was also a little stunned. This was the first time he heard facial paralysis for so long.
Facial paralysis that has lasted for decades is the most difficult type of intractable facial paralysis to treat in traditional Chinese medicine. The earlier facial paralysis is treated, the easier it is to cure.
She was so frightened that everyone in the room didn't know what to say.
Seeing everyone's reaction, the old lady smiled and said:
"I am sixty-five years old. I suffered from facial paralysis when I was five years old. My family had no money, so I applied eel blood on my face to fix it. Now the right side of my face has been fixed."
Fang Yan restrained his thoughts. He had just read Cheng Lao's acupuncture notes, which contained He's facial paralysis external treatment method, which he learned from an old acupuncturist in Kaifeng.
Fang Yan just wanted to try it, so he said:
"How about I show you?"
After hearing this, the old lady waved her hands repeatedly:
"I don't look at it anymore. I'm old enough. Now my family is used to it, so I don't waste money anymore."
After hearing this, her little grandson quit and said immediately:
"Grandma, why don't you show him, I think he's pretty awesome."
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Kong Yao on the side said to the kid brother:
"Oh, kid, you have good taste!"
The child snorted coldly at Kong Yao:
"Hmph, he just told me where it hurts right away. I think his skills should be good."
Kong Yao said cheerfully:
"He is our miracle doctor here."
After hearing this, the child said to the old lady:
"Then grandma, let him see it."
In the end, the old lady still shook her head:
"Oh, I'm so old... It's not like I haven't seen it before. Several Chinese medicine doctors said that after three months, facial paralysis will be difficult to treat."
"I've been here for sixty years, why am I still struggling?"
The child immediately ran to her, took her hand and shook her:
"Look, look!"
The old lady was happy with this act of coquettishness and touched her grandson's head:
"Okay, okay, it's rare for a child to be filial. Doctor, please help my old lady take a look."
With that said, she returned to the dialect clinic.
Let the dialect diagnose her.
Dialect began to look around, hear, and ask questions.
The old lady's tongue coating was greasy and yellow, her pulse was slippery, her face was numb and painful.
Judging from the dialect, it should be a symptom of wind, cold, dampness and heat.
It just so happened that Mr. Cheng's acupuncture notes also recorded similar cases.
But not as long as the old lady's sixty years.
So Fang Yan said to the old lady:
"You can try treatment. There is no guarantee that it can cure it, but at least it can make your mouth and eyes close normally."
The old lady was not disappointed when she heard Fang Yan's words. On the contrary, she felt that Fang Yan's words were true.
She nodded:
"That's not bad, but I don't know how much it will cost?"
Dialect said:
"Acupuncture is free, and Chinese medicine is priced according to the market price. The treatment is probably about the same price as your grandson's prescription."
After hearing this, the old lady thought about it and agreed:
"Then you treat me."
Fang Yan nodded and took the old lady to the back hall.
Then he took out a three-edged needle, asked the old lady to open her mouth, and quickly pricked her mouth three times up and down the bite line in that direction.
Soon three streams of dark red blood appeared in the old lady's mouth.
The old lady didn't seem to feel any pain, but her face on the paralyzed side twitched a few times.
The old lady said:
"Hey, doctor, it seems to be working. My face is moving."
Fang Yan looked at it, took out two filiform needles and said:
"Wait a minute, there are still two more shots. How much you can recover depends on these two shots."
PS: After writing this chapter, I still owe everyone fifty-two thousand.
No more today, please be early tomorrow.
Regarding the plot between my younger brother and Huang Yuqiong, it seems that some brothers have strong opinions. I took their opinions into consideration and revised part of it, and will write it down as soon as possible.
Lao Fengma is leaving tomorrow.
(End of chapter)