Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 612: Strange Smell and Disease, Really Hot and Falsely Cold

Chapter 612: Strange Smell and Disease, Really Hot and Falsely Cold (Monthly Tickets Plus)

The chief physician on duty in the emergency department has fainted and now he wants me to give him first aid.

This all sounds a bit like a nesting doll.

However, as human life was at stake, Fangyan set off immediately.

I followed the doctor to the emergency area on the side of the outpatient building. There was a 24-hour emergency window and some people were queuing here. I walked through this window and came to the emergency department at the end of the emergency room. There were already many medical staff surrounding the ward.

Fangyan saw that they seemed to be doing emergency work inside and it looked very busy.

He did not try to squeeze in, but asked the doctor who was leading the way:
"Where's the dean?"

"This way, this way!" Without waiting for the latter to answer, the dean squeezed out from the crowd and greeted Fangyan.

Other medical staff also quickly made way for the dean to come to Fang Yan.

Then the dialect was brought in directly.

Then Fangyan saw the person being rescued.

Dr. Liu is estimated to be in his 70s or nearly 80 years old. His face has lost its luster and looks gray and lifeless, as if covered with a layer of dust. It does not look as rosy and shiny as a healthy person's face.

Sweat was constantly flowing from my head, and my mental state was in a confused state, half awake and half awake.

He seems to have a certain perception of the surrounding environment and things, and can make some simple reactions, but this perception and reaction are not very clear, accurate and complete, and there is a certain degree of consciousness disorder. He is neither as quick-thinking, responsive and cognitively accurate as when he is fully awake, nor is he completely unconscious.

Although he was clean, he had a very unpleasant and unclean smell, like the smell of someone who hadn't taken a shower or changed clothes for a long time.

Just when Fang Yan was about to ask the dean what was going on?
A middle-aged doctor who was involved in the emergency treatment turned around, shook his head at the dean and said:

"I've used so many medicines but there's still no effect. Why don't I just notify my master's family and let them see him for the last time while there's still time..."

Unexpectedly, the person who gave first aid was the apprentice of the patient on the bed.

But this is also normal. The person who is most qualified to rescue him at this time is actually the person he taught.

The dean frowned slightly, then said:
"Let Fangyan go and take a look."

The other party obviously knew the dialect. After hearing his name, he realized that he was standing next to the dean. He immediately nodded and greeted him:

"Doctor Fang, please come here."

Before Fang Yan went up, the dean also came up and whispered to Fang Yan:
"Dr. Liu was exposed to opium 49 years ago when he was young. Later, in order to quit, he began to use camphor tincture. His body is different from that of normal people... In my opinion, if you can save him, try your best to save him, and if you can't save him, don't force it."

Fangyan nodded and walked forward.

While checking the patient's pulse and observing his symptoms, he asked the doctor who was rescuing him:
"Doctor Liu, what's going on? Were there any symptoms before you fell into a coma?"

The doctor who rescued her said:
"I only know that three days ago, he said he had a cold and felt a little unwell. Based on his current symptoms, we all agree that it is a complication of typhoid fever due to his old age, and his internal organs are failing."

Fangyan nodded, and then he began to systematically diagnose the patient. The patient had a weak breath, a pale face, hands that were colder than his elbows, feet that were colder than his knees, his head was sweating profusely, and his pulse was almost non-existent.

The mental state is also between coma and wakefulness.

He seemed to be mumbling something, but when I listened closely I couldn't make out what he was saying.

Moreover, when Fangyan got closer, he found that the stench on the patient was more obvious.

Then he went to the patient's feet, took off his socks, and touched the Fuyang meridian, Taixi acupoint, and Taichong acupoint on the patient's feet. He unexpectedly found that the pulse was steady, solid, and strong, and the pulse beat more than six times between one breath and another.

I wanted to see the patient's tongue, but I found that he was clenching his teeth. Fangyan saw that he seemed to have some consciousness, so he didn't force him directly. Instead, he said to him:

"Doctor Liu, can you hear me? I want to see your tongue now. Can you open your mouth?"

The patient did not open his mouth.

It was obvious that his consciousness either could not hear the words in dialect, or even if he heard it, he could not control his body.

This time, Fangyan did not directly and forcibly "ring" the patient's chin. Instead, he took out a silver needle from the wristband on his hand and inserted it directly into the patient's buccinator. After the needle, the patient's facial muscles visibly relaxed.

Fangyan bent his hand and the patient's tightly closed mouth opened immediately.

Then, a very unpleasant smell wafted out of my mouth.

"vomit!"

"Yue... Yue... Ugh... What's that smell? Yue..."

"Ugh..." "Oh my god, this smell...yue..."

Several medical staff present were caught off guard by the smell and began to retch repeatedly.

Even the dean, who was standing farther away, and other medical staff who were watching were also choked by the odor. It felt like the smell was coming out of a toilet.

Fangyan had a premonition long ago. As soon as he smelled a little bit of something that seemed to be wrong, he immediately held his breath.

As a result, when everyone else was retching, he was the only one who looked calm.

Fangyan frowned and looked at the patient's tongue.

It was observed that the surface of his tongue was covered with yellow, thick and dry tongue coating, and the tongue coating in the middle and root of the tongue had turned black.

This tongue pattern often indicates that the patient may have more serious pathological conditions such as heat stagnation in the body.

At this time, the patient's apprentice came over. He covered his mouth and nose with his hands, endured the unpleasant smell, and said in dialect:

"Oh, I forgot to mention that my master has been constipated for the past half month. Today he told me that he hadn't had a bowel movement for three days after catching a cold, and his urine...yue..."

Before he could finish his words, he inhaled several breaths of foul air and began to dry heave.

Fangyan quickly closed the patient's mouth, and the taste improved a lot.

"Ugh...my master, he...he said that when he urinated it was like strong tea, and it smelled very bad." The doctor added to Fangyan's unfinished words.

Fangyan nodded, then thought for a moment and lifted up the patient's clothes and began to touch his abdomen. After touching it, he found that his abdomen was round and bulging, and his lower abdomen was as hard as cement.

All of a sudden, Fangyan had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly understood.

He immediately took out paper and pen and began to write quickly.

After a while, a prescription appeared on the paper. Fangyan tore it off, glanced at the Chinese medicine doctor who was leading the way in the crowd, and said to him:
"Let our department fry it quickly over high heat and send it over right away when it's done."

The latter hurriedly took the prescription, took a look at it, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he turned back and said to Fang Yan:

"No... Doctor Fang, isn't this the special heart-saving soup? It doesn't contain aconite?"

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"Well, it's definitely not..."

After saying this, he did not explain this, and the doctor urged:
"Don't worry about it. Just follow my instructions and boil the medicine. The person will be gone later."

After hearing this, the latter nodded hurriedly, squeezed out of the crowd, and trotted to decoct the medicine.

At this time, the dean came over, covered his mouth and nose, and asked in the dialect:

"Is there any hope?"

Dialect nod:

"Have."

After hearing this, many medical staff came over. Among them, Doctor Liu's apprentice asked in the dialect:

"Doctor Fang, are you sure?"

Fangyan nodded and said:

"Yes, I am sure he can still be saved, and this is not typhoid fever at all."

Hearing this, the doctor was surprised and asked:
"My master himself said he had a cold. If it's not typhoid fever, then what is it?"

The dialect said:

"It's really hot, but it's just cold."