Chapter 126: Intestinal Carbuncle
Then the three of them went upstairs.
"This is my last time here today. I've just finished my work to take over the restaurant. I didn't expect to meet you again. Come in and have a seat." Shopkeeper Yu opened the door of the private room and welcomed the three people in.
There was another woman in the room, the one who had gone to Jiang Lianzhu to ask for money last time.
Mrs. Yu was also very polite when she met Jiang Lianzhu and his wife.
"Shopkeeper Yu, Madam Yu."
After saying hello, I sat down.
Jiang Lianzhu introduced Wang Laowu to Shopkeeper Yu, "This is my husband, Wang Laowu. Shopkeeper Yu, you may not have met him before, so let's get to know him."
"I've heard a long time ago that your husband is back, but I never had the chance to meet him. I was surprised to see him today. This young man is really handsome! You two are a perfect match." Shopkeeper Yu is still a cheerful person.
Although I am suffering from illness.
Wang Laowu smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
While the adults were talking, the little girl couldn't sit still. She slipped off Wang Laowu's arm, ran to the window with her legs stomping, and stood on tiptoe to watch the excitement outside.
Shopkeeper Yu said ashamedly, "Last time, thanks to you for understanding our family's situation and returning the rent and deposit to me, I owe you a big favor. I am really grateful. I didn't want them to go. I don't have the nerve to do that. They went secretly. I'm sorry!"
"It's okay. Everyone has difficulties. I haven't lost anything. After we take back the house, we can rent it out to someone else. What are your plans now?" Jiang Lianzhu smiled.
Mrs. Yu said, "We sold the restaurant today and handed it over to someone else. We plan to take Old Yu to the provincial capital for medical treatment. Old Yu is in poor health, and our family can't survive. Oh! I hope there is a famous doctor in the provincial capital who can cure Old Yu's illness."
Shopkeeper Yu looked at Wang Laowu and said, "I heard that you used to be a bodyguard. You're well-informed and have traveled to many places. I'm sure you've been to the provincial capital. Have you heard of any famous doctors? I'm neither young nor old at this age. I'm worried because my sons haven't married yet!"
Wang Laowu tilted his head, pretending to recall something seriously. "I've been to the provincial capital before, but I haven't paid attention to these things. I'm sorry. But my wife can treat illnesses. How about letting her help you?"
Shopkeeper Yu and Madam Yu looked at Jiang Lianzhu in surprise, "Really? Madam Jiang? Can you heal illnesses?"
Jiang Lianzhu glanced at Wang Laowu. Was he crazy? He was actually trying to promote her medical skills. Did he trust her so much?
That's not like his style.
Are you coveting her advanced medical skills?
"I know a little bit. Lately, the villagers have been coming to me for medical treatment when they have nothing to do."
Humility makes people progress.
Madam Yu still looked a little unconvinced, but Shopkeeper Yu was willing to give it a try. "Sister Jiang, if you know how to treat it, please help me. I'd be very grateful. I'll pay you whatever the consultation fee is, as long as you can cure it."
Jiang Lianzhu thought for a moment. "We are old acquaintances. Since Manager Yu trusts me, I will take a look at you. Stretch out your hand. I will feel your pulse first. Tell me the basic situation of your illness."
Shopkeeper Yu hurriedly stretched out his wrist and placed it in front of Jiang Lianzhu.
Jiang Lianzhu took his pulse.
Shopkeeper Yu said, "My stomach suddenly starts to cramp, and it hurts so much I roll around on the floor. There's really no way to cure it. Medication doesn't work, acupuncture doesn't work, and hot compresses don't work. The doctors in town can't see me, and some doctors in the county say I have something growing in my stomach or intestines, while others say it's a ulcer. They're all terminal illnesses, incurable, and there's no way to treat them. In the end, they're just killing me. I've taken many doses of Chinese herbal medicine, but the pain gets worse. The pain comes in waves; one moment it might not hurt, and the next it could be fatal. Sigh..."
Mrs. Yu began to wipe her tears with her handkerchief again. "How could it be an incurable disease? That's all nonsense, doctors. Old Yu is in good health, has no bad habits, and has never done anything wicked. How could it be an incurable disease? Has God lost His sight?"
Jiang Lianzhu did not comment, let go of Manager Yu's wrist, and asked him to lift up his shirt to look at his belly.
Shopkeeper Yu was still a little shy and unable to relax, his movements were slow.
Jiang Lianzhu reminded him, "I'm a doctor now... If you don't see me, how can I diagnose your condition?"
Shopkeeper Yu made up his mind. After all, his wife was there, and Jiang Lianzhu's husband was also there. Everything was aboveboard. There was no such thing as physical contact between men and women. The most important thing was to see the doctor.
Lift up the shirt.
His abdomen was a horrible sight, stained with the color of various herbal pastes, with needle holes of varying sizes, and even ulcers in some places, caused by the plasters...
It seems that a lot of methods have been used.
Jiang Lianzhu frowned, "Don't do these useless things, it will only damage your body."
The shopkeeper Yu and his wife could only sigh. How could they be willing to do that?
But there is no other way. I just want to stay alive. The doctor said it is a terminal illness. I have to try whatever method I can!
Jiang Lianzhu put on gloves, homemade cotton gloves.
Recently, villagers have often come to her for medical treatment. In ancient times, sanitary conditions were poor. In order to prevent cross-infection, she made several pairs of cotton gloves. After use, she washed them and exposed them to the sun to kill germs.
Therefore, develop a good habit of carrying cotton gloves with you.
After putting on gloves, she pressed her fingers on the shopkeeper's stomach, up and down, left and right, front and back, "Where does it hurt? Which part hurts the most?"
Each time he pressed the button, the movements were regular. Shopkeeper Yu gradually figured out the trick. This technique was not inferior to that of the previous doctor in the county.
He quickly cooperated and said, "It hurts. It hurts here, it hurts there, and it hurts the most here... I've become numb to the pain lately, and now I feel like I'm starting to hurt everywhere."
Jiang Lianzhu pressed for a while, then withdrew her hand. "Manager Yu, you do have a foot abscess."
This is called appendicitis in modern times.
The shopkeeper Yu and his wife looked terrified.
Mrs. Yu's tears fell down, "Impossible! How could he have such a terminal illness! Our old Yu..."
I was crying so hard that I couldn't speak anymore.
After calming down, he said, "Forget it, Lao Yu, let's go to the provincial capital and see a few more doctors. Maybe there's still hope."
Shopkeeper Yu sat back heavily in his chair. His mood was aroused and he began to feel a sharp pain in his stomach.
My hands and feet were shrunken and the pain was so severe that beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.
Wang Laowu also frowned. He had heard of this disease before. It was probably something growing in the intestines, causing a blockage. There was no cure for this disease, and the patient would die in pain in the end.
Even the imperial physician couldn't save him. Jiang Lianzhu's knowledge of medical skills is one thing, but does she know more than the imperial physician?
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