Jishi doctor arrives

Yang Mo hurriedly looked at Ji Zizhuan, "Please trouble Mr. Ji to match the patient's blood first."

Ji Zizhuan nodded and ordered his disciples to bring the syringe.

"Miss Yang, please save my father." The eyes of the boy standing aside were full of fear and guilt, and he was even more at a loss.

"What kind of disease is this? How could it be like this?" There were voices of discussion outside.

As soon as Yang Mo stepped forward, the patient on the board suddenly vomited another mouthful of blood.

Hematemesis, which is a typical symptom of gastrointestinal bleeding.

Yang Mo looked at Shen Weiyan and the doctor who was standing there in a daze, "Quickly turn the patient sideways."

Turning sideways is to prevent blood from clogging the airway.

The doctor of Baohetang began to move the patients on the board, and there were more people on the street outside to watch the excitement. In the past, Miss Yang went to various houses for diagnosis and treatment, but this time the patients were sent directly to Baohetang.

Everyone seized the opportunity to discuss and went up to take a closer look, "Didn't you see that there was blood everywhere, and the clothes on your body were all red."

"Can it be cured?"

"I heard that there is nothing to do at home, and several doctors have been scared away."

The people next to him couldn't see or even pushed the people around them, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me take a look."

"Did you get a pulse?" The older doctor just wanted to know how Miss Yang's diagnosis and treatment were different from other people's?

"No, no."

There was another cold snort, "This Yang family does this every time. When a patient arrives, he doesn't check the pulse first, but looks with his eyes. What can he see with his eyes alone?"

While everyone was discussing, Yang Mo looked at the boy next to him. "Has the patient ever had such a situation before? It may be such a vomiting, but it is not as serious as this."

The boy shook his head, "No, no."

"What's the cause this time? Did you drink a lot of alcohol or eat blunt food?"

The boy was still shaking his head, and the fear in his eyes was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was like a cloud covering him firmly, so that he could only repeat: "No, no..."

Just as Yang Mo was asking, two more people squeezed in beside her.Seeing the patient, he immediately shouted, "Dad, dad, wake up, how are you doing?"

A man in his twenties came over and pushed the teenage boy far away.

The man frowned and shouted at the doctor in front of him, "Quickly take the medicine. Hurry up and take the medicine!" Then he turned to look at the young man, "Why did my father do this? Ask you? How did this happen?"

Only then did the boy hesitate, "Uncle was teaching me how to spear and suddenly..."

Yang Mo rolled up the patient's sleeves and asked Ji Zizhuan to take blood. Seeing this situation, the man immediately said, "What are you doing? Why don't you give my father a pulse?"

The little doctor next to him said in a low voice: "This is Miss Yang and Mr. Ji Zizhuan."

The man then set his eyes on Yang Mo and frowned.There was an expression of disbelief on his face, "Girl...you let a girl rule my father? Where's Mr. Bai? Didn't you say you're coming to see Mr. Bai?"

Mr. Bai heard a voice coming from the crowd.

The man knew Mr. Bai and hurried forward to bow and salute. "Old sir, do you remember me? I'm Lu Zheng, the third son of the Lu family, and this is my father."

Old Mr. Bai nodded, "I remember, this old man treated your mother before."

Lu Zheng nodded and saluted forward, "Old sir. My father will be entrusted to you."

Old Mr. Bai looked at Yang Mo next to him, "Let Miss Yang diagnose and treat first. I am not as good as Miss Yang for this kind of emergency."

Lu Zheng couldn't help being surprised, how could this be possible, Mr. Bai is the most famous doctor in Beijing, and even the people in the imperial hospital respect him a little bit, but now Mr. Bai says that he is not as good as a woman.

Ji Zizhuan had finished taking blood, and Yang Mo raised her head and said clearly: "Time is running out, people here who are willing to give blood transfusions to patients will draw blood for comparison."

draw blood?Blood transfusion?Listening to these strange words, Lu Zheng looked at the busy woman in front of him, what was she talking about?Why has he never heard of it before, "What is this method? What does it mean to use blood? Are you going to invite a witch doctor? What is this for?"

Yang Mo didn't care to answer Lu Zheng's words. In her opinion, if Master Lu was not diagnosed and treated in time, Master Lu's life would be in danger.

Yang Mo put her hand on Master Lu's abdomen and pressed repeatedly. Whenever she touched Master Lu's stomach, Master Lu would have a vomiting reflex.

That's right, this is acute gastrointestinal bleeding. Now the blood is stored in the stomach, and a gastric tube is needed to decompress the gastrointestinal tract.

Yang Mo looked at Shen Weiyan, "Bring the sheep intestines."

What does the gut tube do?Lu Zheng became more and more surprised, watching Shen Weiyan deliver something that looked like sheep intestines to Miss Yang.

Yang Mo looked at the patient, and she wanted to insert the gastric tube in while the patient was conscious, "Master Lu, this tube will help you expel the blood in the stomach as soon as possible, otherwise the blood will condense into When I vomit it, I will block my breath, and after a while I say swallow, Master Lu will do as I say."

Master Lu shook his head weakly, showing a repulsive expression, his eyes were looking around, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak.

Yang Mo thought of that young man, looked over quickly, and saw that figure in the corner, his pale face seemed to be frightened, and his shoulders trembled a little.

"Lu Zhi," Lu Zheng frowned, "How could my father do this? You said my father taught you a spear? You hurt him?"

Lu Zhi next to him shook his head, then nodded quickly, "It was me...it was because of me...uncle fell to the ground, and then..." He was afraid, afraid that his uncle would vomit blood because of this, I thought about it carefully, just to figure out what went wrong, maybe my uncle just fell down and that's why...

Lu Zhi looked at Yang Mo as if he had caught a life-saving straw, "Did he fall somewhere? Can my uncle be cured?"

Sure enough, it was because of him. Ever since his father brought Lu Zhi back from the family, the family has been restless. Lu Zhi, a frail scholar, had already passed the college entrance examination, and he should pass his imperial examination next. Who knows? It's ridiculous to change your mind and want to participate in martial arts.Their brothers had been practicing martial arts since they were young and hadn't been able to get a job in the martial arts exam. Their father believed that Lu Zhi could pass the exam and taught Lu Zhi carefully.

Master Lu who was lying down tried his best to shake his head and wanted to get up, this action made him pale and cough.

Lu Zheng was taken aback and didn't know what to do, but he heard the woman next to him order, "Let the patient lie down, quickly... Mr. Ji took someone to collect blood, you guys hold him down."

Seeing this scene, the woman didn't panic at all, but calmly ordered the people around her.Lu Zheng began to believe that Miss Yang really had some abilities.

"Don't surround yourself here, stay away."

"Get the syringe ready, hurry up and ask for the largest size."

Without looking up, Yang Mo pressed down on Master Lu. "Master Lu has something to say later."

"Shen Weiyan, press the patient's jaw down."

The patients were not very cooperative, and Yang Mo couldn't insert the tube well.

Such bleeding must first ensure that the patient can breathe smoothly, and then blood transfusion to stop the bleeding.

"Old Mr. Bai, please prescribe a prescription to stop the bleeding and send someone to buy ice. I want to use ice water and salt."

People around echoed, and everyone went to work on their own.

The Lu family didn't know what was going on, they were all there in a daze.The servant who sent Master Lu had already drawn blood with Ji Zizhuan.

Lu Zheng watched Miss Yang send the sheep intestine tube to his father's mouth, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He stretched out his hand and was about to grab Miss Yang, but Shen Weiyan hurriedly stood in front of Yang Mo, "Miss is saving Master Lu..." He stretched out his hand and refused to let Lu Zheng go forward no matter what.

Lu Zheng frowned ferociously, Shen Weiyan was flustered but refused to back down.

Sweat was pouring out of Yang Mo's forehead, and her hands were covered with blood after delivering the tube several times.

"It's too scary. What kind of treatment is this." The onlookers couldn't help but say.

"It's exactly as the rumors say, Miss Yang is...using sheep's intestines...sheep's intestines..."

"Can sheep intestines be delivered to human bodies?"

Lu Zheng heard these words.He reached out his hand and grabbed Shen Weiyan's skirt and threw him aside.

"Young Master Lu," Yang Mo turned his head, "Do you want Master Lu to bleed to death? If that's the case, why send him to the hospital."

The woman who was originally gentle and gentle suddenly became serious in her words and did not give in.

Lu Zheng was said to stand there frozen.

What kind of woman is this, her hands are covered with blood but she doesn't seem to notice it, she just lowers her head and is busy, as soon as someone dares to step into her territory, she immediately becomes sharp.

"Master Lu, cooperate with me to swallow, swallow, so that you will be more comfortable."

Master Lu struggled a few times, then followed Yang Mo's wishes, swallowed bit by bit, and finally swallowed the intestines slowly.

Before the tube was completely inserted into Mr. Lu's stomach, blood flowed out from the other side of the tube.

"Oh my god... this is killing people."

There was a commotion all around.

Miss Yang put the tube in, not only did not stop the patient's blood, but also made the blood flow more, so the patient will undoubtedly die.

The blood seemed to have dyed Lu Zheng's eyes red, and now he wished to throw Yang Mo and the pipe away from him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he felt a huge force firmly gripping his wrist. Holding it tightly, he couldn't break free, raised his head and saw Jiang Ping unexpectedly.

"Miss Yang."

Yang Mo heard the voice from behind, but she couldn't stop her hand. She had already aimed the needle at the intestine.

"Miss Yang, there are not enough doctors in your pharmacy. The doctor in our pharmacy can help."

Yang Mo recognized this voice, it was the shopkeeper of Zhou Chengling's pharmacy nearby.

Yang Mo raised her head and looked around, all the doctors around her were sent to work, there were really not many of them.

The shopkeeper said, "I'll send a few people to help Mr. Ji Zizhuan."

Mr. Ji needed blood matching and blood collection, and several disciples were already busy. Yang Mo nodded, and the shopkeeper immediately gave orders. This is what the owner has already explained. As long as Baohetang needs help, call the pharmacy The doctor and disciples in the village came to help.

Yang Mo turned to look at Shen Weiyan, "Go and see if the ice water and salt are ready?"

Shen Weiyan hurriedly ran out.

Yang Mo began to draw out the blood in the stomach, and then asked the servant of the Lu family next to him, "How much blood did you vomit before sending it?"

The Lu family servant said: "It's quite a lot... I even took hemostatic medicine, but it didn't help."

This kind of bleeding medicine will be washed away if it is sent down, so it will not have any effect.

Acute bleeding of the gastrointestinal tract.There are many situations to rule out. Master Lu's stomach is soft, not a perforated gastric ulcer, and the most likely thing left is rupture and bleeding from varicose veins.

First of all, she had to draw all the blood out, and then inject a mixture of hemostatic medicine and ice water into the stomach, hoping to cool it down and stop the bleeding.

The blood was drawn out one by one, and everyone was stunned.

"It will kill people."

Yang Mo kept looking at Ji Zizhuan.

Ji Zizhuan has been matched with blood in the porcelain plate, and the ten plates are tested together, and there should be suitable blood in one of them.Hurry up, hurry up, all links must be as fast as possible to save people's lives, and no one can make the slightest mistake.

"The medicine is ready." Shen Weiyan brought over the iced medicine.

"Mr. Bai's hemostatic prescription contains Jijia's hemostatic powder."

Yang Mo nodded, took out the crystal syringe, took out the medicine and poured it down the intestine.

"What is that? What is Miss Yang holding in her hand? Made of crystal?"

"Crystal tube."

Everyone was discussing what Yang Mo had in hand.Someone has already exclaimed, "Look, go, they've all been punched in, and they've been punched in along the intestines."

These things, such methods, have never been seen before.Similar medical skills have never been recorded in ancient books.

Seeing that Miss Yang took out one by one and applied them skillfully.The surroundings changed from noisy at the beginning to quiet at the back.

Wouldn't people die if they tossed like this?

When you encounter this kind of thing, you should try to stop the bleeding instead of getting the blood out.

This is not only shocking but unbelievable.

Miss Yang's every move was clearly unreasonable, but no one came to stop her, and everyone just watched and marveled.

After the ice water was poured in, Yang Mo looked at Master Lu, although Master Lu was weak but not completely delirious, Yang Mo ordered Shen Weiyan. "Go get some ice water."

Asking for ice water, Shen Weiyan was stunned for a moment.Immediately go down and arrange.

After only waiting for a moment, Yang Mo let go of the intestinal tube and tried to draw it out with a needle.

"Look, it's all turned into blood."

Yang Mo kept pumping out the ice water, and the hands of the doctor holding the spittoon beside him kept shaking, and everything his eyes could see was red.

"The blood match is ready." Ji Zizhuan's voice came.

Yang Mo felt that the stone on her chest seemed to have been moved away, so she turned her head and asked Mei Xiang to wipe off the sweat on her forehead, "Mr. Ji put the citric acid in before drawing blood."

Ji Zizhuan nodded and told his disciples, "Continue to match the blood." In his impression, one person's blood is not enough.

After changing the ice water in the stomach, when Yang Mo was about to have the second injection, Mr. Ji had already brought the drawn blood, and Yang Mo handed the intestine tube to Mei Xiang, and then went to get the needle to prick the inside of the patient's arm. on the vein.

Blood ran down the tube.

Yang Mo nodded to Ji Zizhuan.

Gastrointestinal bleeding, except for perforation, is mostly treated with non-surgical methods. Hemostatic agents and fresh whole blood are now used. Master Lu's condition seems to be much more stable than when he came here.

Old Mr. Bai asked Shen Weiyan to help him sit up to check Master Lu's pulse, and Yang Mo continued to wash Master Lu's stomach with ice water and hemostatic medicine.

"Did you see, this is blood transfusion... the method Miss Yang used in the Palace of Prince Chun."

"Just use that bottle, and then use the tube to go down, and the needle goes into the person's body."

"Can people with different bloodlines be infused?"

"No, that's the blood of the servant."

I don't know if the water in the gastric tube is too cold, Master Lu suddenly struggled, Yang Mo looked down, Master Lu opened his eyes and slowly moved his eyes to search in the crowd, Yang Mo also looked around. Lu Zhi no longer knew where he had gone.

Just as Yang Mo was thinking, she heard a voice from outside saying: "Mr. Yang...is Mrs. Yang here? We are from the clan camp, please go and treat Mrs. Yang."

The crowd was pushed through a gap, and the speaker walked into the room, "Mr. Yang...Which one is Mrs. Yang."

That person was full of confidence, as if he didn't pay attention to the people here.

Yang Mo didn't seem to hear the shout, and kept looking at Master Lu. Master Lu moved his mouth twice, and made a snoring sound in his throat, and then stretched out his hand to grab the intestine tube in Yang Mo's hand. Next, pull out the tube at once.

Yang Mo wanted to reach out to stop him, but failed to snatch Master Lu.

"Master Lu..." Yang Mo didn't finish her sentence, she just felt that she had stepped on something, she couldn't help but slipped and fell to the ground.

Qiu Tong hurried to help Yang Mo, Yang Mo raised her head with a look of surprise.

Qiu Tong didn't understand why the eldest lady didn't change her face even with Master Lu's dangerous appearance just now, why now... She looked down and saw a puddle of blood where the eldest lady was sitting.

Where did the blood come from?

Yang Mo looked at her palm, the blood seemed to be still warm.

"Miss, where did you get hurt?" Qiu Tong asked with a pale face.

Yang Mo shook her head, stood up and walked along the bloodstain, the people on both sides stepped aside, Yang Mo looked up and saw Lu Zhi sitting in the corner.

Master Lu completely pulled out the intestines in his mouth, "Lu Zhi, Lu Zhi..."

Yang Mo looked back at Master Lu.

Master Lu said weakly: "The tip of the spear, the tip of the spear." He couldn't help but vomit twice, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat.

Lu Zheng, who followed Jiang Ping to the side, hurried over when he heard Master Lu's voice, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Master Lu shook his head, "I... I taught Lu Zhi how to practice a spear, but the tip of the spear disappeared... on... Lu Zhi... I felt anxious... that's why... quickly... look at Lu Zhi... ...Look at Lu Zhi..."

Master Lu was worried about Lu Zhi, but he was choked up because of gastrointestinal bleeding and vomiting. Everyone was paying attention to Master Lu, but no one looked at Lu Zhi next to him.

Lu Zhi was always worried about Master Lu, so he probably didn't notice anything unusual about him, and struggled to get up when he heard Master Lu speak.

The blood had already dyed the hem of Lu Zhi's robe red, and the blood flowed to Yang Mo's feet like a stream.

Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan, and Ji Zizhuan hurriedly told his disciples, "Quickly, quickly carry Young Master Lu to the bed."

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I made up yesterday's post, and wrote a little more.

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