Chapter 936: Patient Consultation Part 2
Dou Zhu'er thought seriously, and Manbao stood up and said, "Think about it first, I'll get you some ointment."
Manbao returned to the examination table, nodded to the anxious old lady and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll prescribe you a prescription. There is an ointment here. When you go back, apply it once in the morning and evening, and then take some medicine and see how it goes."
Manbao wrote out the prescription and wrote the name of the medicine on another piece of paper. "Give this to Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng and ask him to send a box of ointment to me."
Manbao decided to give Dou Zhuer a try first. She took out a piece of white cloth and wrapped it around her after applying the medicine. "How is it? Have you figured it out?"
Dou Zhu'er was troubled. "I really can't think of anything. I didn't do anything that day. I had breakfast and went to play with my friends. Then we went to the riverbank to play and saw a lot of garlic. I dug some up and took some home. My mother said it wasn't garlic, but weeds and should be thrown away. I felt sorry for it. I happened to have an empty pot at home, so I planted it in it. Then I had the same meal as my family at noon. In the afternoon, I went out with my mother to deliver goods. After I came back, I haven't left the house since then. It's just like usual."
Manbao has always been sensitive to plants. He sat up straighter and asked, "A weed that looks like garlic?"
She thought about it carefully, but couldn't come up with what it was, so she asked, "Wasn't that the only thing you did that day a normal thing?"
Dou Zhuer nodded, "Yes."
Manbao then said, "Then ask your family to move the thing away and not keep it at home, and you should not go near it again."
Manbao paused, but couldn't help but be curious. "Is your house far away? How about you move in and show it to me?"
Dou Zhuer nodded repeatedly, "My home is in the outer city, but just outside the block, very close."
Manbao applied the medicine to her and said with a smile, "I've also prescribed a bottle of ointment for you. Take it home and apply it once every morning and night. Try not to rub the rash as much as possible. Come back in two days. If there are any signs of improvement, I'll give you another acupuncture treatment. It won't take a few days for the rash to go away."
Dou Zhuer blushed and nodded, then asked embarrassedly, "Is this too much trouble for you?"
"It's not a problem. I'm a doctor, and that's what I should do."
Dou Zhu'er breathed a sigh of relief and asked quietly, "You're already a doctor at such a young age?"
Manbao smiled and nodded, "The teachers taught well."
After sending Dou Zhu'er out, Old Lady Dou also came back with the medicine. She glanced at Dou Zhu'er and saw that she looked fine, so she took her hand, smiled, thanked Manbao and said goodbye.
Manbao repeated what he had just said to Dou Zhuer, saying, "We need to find what she's allergic to. Otherwise, even if we use medicine to get rid of the rash now, it will come back later."
"Yes, yes, I took other doctors' medicine and it worked, but it grew back again after a few days, and it's getting bigger and bigger..."
Mrs. Dou felt that Manbao had hit the nail on the head and decided to bring the flower pot back to her when she got home. She said, "That flower bloomed last month and was so beautiful. The child liked it and kept sniffing at it. Could it be that the flower is poisonous?"
Manbao said: "The flower is not necessarily poisonous, otherwise why are you all fine? It may be poisonous to certain people."
The old lady asked in surprise, "What do you mean it's poisonous to a specific person? Could it be that it's specifically poisonous to Zhu'er?"
"People are different. Some people can't eat eggs, or they'll break out in rashes. Some people can't eat persimmons, or they'll have diarrhea. That's called an allergy, and some allergies are even stranger. For example, in spring, when willow catkins are flying everywhere, some people find it hard to breathe when they get stuck to them, while others can't even smell the fragrance of flowers..." Manbao said, "I see her rash is all over the place, just like an allergy rash."
The old lady didn't understand what he said, but she did understand one thing: her granddaughter's illness might be caused by the wild flower in the house.
The old lady turned around and nodded Dou Zhuer's head, muttering, "I told you not to bring home random things from outside, but you just didn't listen. Now you're suffering, aren't you?"
She said to Manbao, "Don't worry, Doctor Zhou. I'll go home and bring that pot of wild flowers over for you to see."
Manbao just nodded, and the old lady hurriedly pulled Dou Zhuer away.
As soon as the patient left, the clinic suddenly became quiet. Manbao sighed and went back to his seat. Just as he sat down, the curtain was lifted. A middle-aged man came in with an old man. When he saw Manbao sitting behind the desk, he was stunned.
Manbao also looked up at them, and after looking them up and down, he asked with a smile, "Are you here to see a doctor? Come and sit here."
The father and son paused for a moment, hesitating whether to leave, and then walked in.
The middle-aged man helped his father sit on the stool, looked at Manbao a little stiffly and said, "Please take a look."
Manbao motioned him to put his hand up and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Cough," the middle-aged man answered first, "coughing day and night..."
As he was talking, the old man started coughing again. Manbao glanced at him and waited until he finished coughing before asking, "When did you start coughing?"
"Just these few days..."
Manbao frowned and said to the middle-aged man, "You go out and wait. I'll ask your father."
The middle-aged man hesitated and said hesitantly: "My father is old and confused. If you have any questions, you should ask me. He won't be able to explain it clearly."
Manbao said seriously, "Confusion is also a disease. In order to make a clear diagnosis, we still have to ask the patient to answer the questions himself, so don't interrupt."
The middle-aged man was stunned. After a while, he said, "I, we are not treating the old fool's disease, we are just treating the cough."
Manbao waved his hand and said, "I understand. I won't prescribe this kind of medicine for you, but I still need to confirm the condition of the disease. Please wait outside first."
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but seeing Manbao staring at him, he could only turn around and leave.
After he left, Manbao looked at the old man with a much softer gaze. She asked, "How long have you been coughing?"
"It's been about a month."
"Have you taken medicine?"
The old man thought carefully and nodded, "I took medicine for two or three days, but it didn't get better."
"It doesn't work at all?"
The old man thought for a moment and said embarrassedly, "I felt better after taking the medicine. I thought I was almost recovered, so I stopped taking it. But within two days, I started coughing again."
Manbao asked, "Is the cough severe? When does it get worse?"
"At night, I would cough all night long and couldn't sleep. My family couldn't sleep either."
Manbao felt the pulse, frowned, and asked, "Does your stomach hurt?"
"ah?"
Manbao stood up and walked to his side, stretched out three fingers and pressed his ribs. He couldn't help but cry out in pain, and then started coughing again.
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