Chapter 155 Tang Bohu Wants to Amputate

Yesterday, Tangbo Lake was soaked in the cesspit, smelling foul, with disheveled hair, shouting and looking like a madman.

Today, he cleaned up, his hair was pulled up in a spotless way, and he was dressed in clean white clothes. He really looked like an exiled immortal, but his complexion was a little pale, and he had two dark circles under his eyes.

In any case, unlike Hong Zhu who was acting like a girl when she played him, An Fupei found him much more pleasing to the eye.

When Tang Bohu saw An Fupei, he stepped back a little, probably because An Fupei was wearing a mask, and he didn't recognize her for a while.

He looked at her for a while, and then asked: "Doctor An, are you a woman?" His voice was hoarse, almost unrecognizable.

"Hmm." An Fupei actually put on a mask on purpose to avoid embarrassment when Tang Bohu recognized her.

She suppressed her voice, "What happened to your leg?"

Tang Bohu hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously: "You wear a mask on your face, is it because your face..."

An Fupei was dumbfounded for a moment, unable to touch Tang Bohu's brain circuit.

"What does my face have to do with your legs?"

"It's kind of related."

"?"

"No, no, I mean, if it's not because of your appearance, then you are covering your mouth and nose, is it because you smell something bad?"

"Does it stink? I can smell a scent."

When An Fupei came in, she could smell it, a very strong clove scent, and now she found that it was coming from Tang Bohu. Although it was very fragrant, it was not suitable.

An Fupei suddenly realized that Tang Bohu used this strong clove fragrance to cover up his inner anxiety.

Because he was soaked in dung water for a day yesterday, and Tang Bohu is a clean freak.

"Let me see your legs." When An Fupei squatted down to remove his trouser legs, Tang Bohu subconsciously shrank his legs back, and his face flushed slightly.

"Girl! Actually, you don't need to read it, just cut it off."

"Why cut it?"

"Because they...they are dirty." Tang Bohu said with a frown.

An Fupei finally took a look at the trouser legs. The legs had been soaked in feces for too long, causing the skin to rot, fester and bleed, which was really ugly.

But no matter what, this is still a fully functioning leg. If it is amputated at this point, it will not be possible to press it back.

"It can be cured, but there is no need to cut it. Now please lie on the bed."

"No, no, no," Tang Bohu shook his head sharply, "cut it off!"

"Why? If you amputate, you will have no legs."

"Ah, they're dirty!"

"You can't walk without legs."

"I can't bear to part with them, but they are dirty after all!"

Tang Bohu has a cleanliness obsession, and he firmly refuses to have these legs soaked in feces.

An Fupei was angry and funny, "Why is it dirty?"

"Because they're...well, they're dirty anyway."

"Then...do you want to cut off all the intestines in your stomach?"

"Ah, why?"

An Fupei leaned closer and said, "Because they are the place where the five grains reincarnate, and they are filled with cakes."

"What?" Tang Bohu's hands supporting the table trembled, his face turned pale, he stretched his neck suddenly, and spat out with a "yue".

The vomit splashed on his clothes, and he patted it twice in disgust, and then, he vomited more.

"You don't need to have your legs amputated." An Fupei said.

She asked the tortoise to fetch water, wiped Tang Bo Lake, and then asked Sansan and Zheng Chaozong to push Tang Bo Lake onto the bed.

Zheng Chaozong cut open Tang Bohu's trousers with scissors, disinfected the rotten sores on his legs with disinfectant, and then applied a cell growth-promoting agent.

Compared with Tang Bohu's legs, An Fupei is more worried that a large amount of fecal toxins will enter the blood from his soaked legs, which may lead to liver and kidney failure.

An Fupei prescribed a bottle of detoxification potion for him to hang up, and added some normal saline to dilute the toxins in his body.

After processing, it was dark.

An Fupei returned to the back hall to eat, but found that the plate was empty, and no one knew who had eaten the milk tea and food.

Jia Feng Huanqing and his wife came and brought many rice dumplings and sour plum drink.

An Fupei soon forgot about it.

Mrs. Feng has recovered now, the jaundice on her face has faded away, she is wearing a scarlet brocade gown, with a bun and a thin layer of makeup.

Mrs. Feng's appearance is quite simple, but because she is doted on by her husband, her face is full of happiness, so she naturally has another kind of brilliance.

"Fortunately, I met Miracle Doctor An, otherwise I would have had a knife in my stomach, I don't know if I would have survived."

Mrs. Feng was so grateful to An Fupei that she peeled the rice dumplings for An Fupei herself.

An Fupei was hungry, and she ate the rice dumplings with sour plum soup with relish.

For a while, all the people in the medicine hall gathered together to eat zongzi.

An Fupei said, "There is no need to be so afraid of surgery, if necessary, surgery is still required."

Mrs. Feng covered her heart with her hands, "How can you not be afraid? This afternoon, my husband and I went to Cai Mansion to bid farewell. I heard that there was a person who lived in Yaowang Valley in the west courtyard of his house. It was very painful. We heard it all in the hall."

"Oh?" An Fupei and Zheng Chaozong glanced at each other, the person who was stabbed in Yaowanggu should be Caesar who was also stabbed by the knife.

"How can it hurt so much?"

This cassia was repaired by a fake red candle from Tang Bo Lake, but the location of the cut was at most damage to the intestines.

Ji Ruhou operated on him in time, reasoning that he would get better gradually, and the pain would not be so severe.

However, Ji Ruhou had previously operated on Cai Siyuan, and Cai Siyuan had already recovered from his injury, which showed that Ji Ruhou's level was still there.

Mrs. Feng said: "I don't know about that, I'm not a doctor either."

She held An Fupei's hand, "All in all, I am so lucky to have met Miraculous Doctor An's sister. From now on, if my sister has any difficulties, just come to me, as long as I can help, I will try my best. "

Feng Huanqing cupped his hands, "It's really a great kindness for Dr. An to save my wife, please be respected by Feng Mou."

An Fupei quickly supported her.

Everyone ate and chatted for a long time before breaking up.

It was getting late at that time, and the people in the lobby were packing up and preparing to close the door.

An Fupei turned back to visit Tang Bohu in the consulting room, and brought him zongzi by the way, but saw that the consulting room was empty, and even the needle with salt water was dragged on the ground, and the salt water flowed all over the floor.

"Hey, where is Tang Bo Lake?"

"I don't know wow, I was still here just now."

"It must have slipped away when we were talking to Mrs. Feng just now."

"Oh." An Fupei said, "Our management is still lacking, Principal Zheng, you have to find a way to formulate some regulations, so that patients don't get lost."

Zheng Chaozong frowned and thought hard, and finally slapped his head, "Oh no, he won't go to Ji Ruhou to amputate his leg, will he?!"

An Fupei thought for a while, and there is really this possibility. Tang Bohu disliked his legs soaked in feces and wanted to cut them off, but An Fupei refused to agree, so he had to go to Ji Ruhou.

(End of this chapter)

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