Life is full of surprises. Sometimes things you think are never possible may happen the next day when you open your eyes and think, oh, it’s happened.
For example, the old lady Sanchuan who was invited by Li Cunhou never thought that as she got older, her breasts would be observed by more than a dozen men, including a foreign man with blue eyes and a high nose.
The old lady really didn't expect that she would be shown to a foreign man in this life. Although she is as old as the grandma of this group of people, the old lady is actually shy.
"I'm sorry for your mother, I'm so ashamed of the immortal. If this goes underground, you old man can't beat me to death!"
The old lady didn't care about outsiders, she just scolded Yao'er and tried hard to reach out and hit him. If her chest hadn't been so painful, the ninety-year-old old lady would have really jumped down and hit Yao'er.
She had already turned white hair, but she still had to bend down hard, stretch out her hand for my mother to hit her, and prevent her from falling off the bed.
The grandchildren, on the other hand, were offended by the old lady and couldn't laugh or cry. There are a room full of grandchildren, a room full of children, and the old lady is like an old birthday girl, sitting on the bed, wrapped in bandages.
Zhang Fan looked at it and was quite envious. This is a home that has accumulated good deeds. Otherwise, how could the old man live such a long life? Not only was he older, but he was also sharp-sighted and clear-minded. The old lady kept scolding her son, but she didn't say a word of complaint to the doctor.
This is true motherly kindness and filial piety. If nutrition cannot keep up, even if the old lady lives a long life, she may not be in such good condition.
"You're still laughing. I won't help you take care of your baby. Is there such a thing?" The old lady patted her youngest son a few times and then cursed at her son.
Then he turned around and said to Zhang Fan with a smile: "You are kidding me. Although my mother has small feet, she gets out of bed before dawn every day and walks around until night. She is not allowed to work at home, but she insists on doing it. Isn't something wrong? You are so old and you are suffering. I heard Professor Li say that you are the most powerful doctor in China, and you must perform an operation on the old lady."
"Haha, don't worry, don't worry, it's too late to envy me. With such an old god in my family, my family will definitely be prosperous. Okay, I will do my best to perform the surgery well."
"I won't do it. Just let me die. I'm going to find you, old man. I won't get stabbed. I need to release my yang energy when I get stabbed. You're trying to make me let go." The old lady grinned. Mouth wants to cry.
"No, no, you don't need an incision here, and it's not on your stomach. It won't release your yang energy!" Zhang Fan took two steps forward with a smile. Although the old lady was wrapped like a white rice dumpling, she had no peculiar smell.
This shows that the family has cleaned the old lady cleanly, which is already quite remarkable.
"My dear, do you know that I am a great doctor? Just look at all the golden retrievers coming to see me."
The old lady's son added more energy.
"Oh, he is as old as my grandson. Wang Mazi from Hujiaba is not even a great doctor with his beard!"
When Zhang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. This old lady was not easy to fool, so she compared him to the village doctor in their village.
"Oh, how many years has Wang Mazi been dead? The doctor is a college student and has gone to college. Wang Mazi has never been out of the village in his life. What does he know? The big doctor knows a lot. He knows that my old man is not angry. of."
"Don't coax me!" The old lady looked at Yao'er as if she were guarding against a thief, and then at Zhang Fan.
Obviously, Zhang Fan was too young, and the old lady didn't quite believe it.
"Really, really, come here and let me feel your pulse, and I will know what's wrong with you." For this kind of old man, you can't help young people not getting close to you. The old man is not ruthless, and the old man is reasonable. This is It makes people like it.
Although the old lady was doubtful, she still stretched out her hand. For this kind of old man, if you tell her about a biochemical test, a blood routine, or a CT scan, she may not believe it. Maybe she is afraid of spending money, maybe she is cognitive, but if you Take her pulse, she's absolutely willing.
In fact, Zhang Fan knows how to take a shitty pulse. When I was in college, I studied Chinese medicine. Not only did I take electives, I also learned the Four Gentlemen Soup. But what this thing was for, Zhang Fan didn't know. Back then, the teacher was fooling around, and so were the students.
Zhang Fan pressed his finger on the old lady's pulse. In fact, he just roughly estimated the pulse. Saying it was a bit bragging.
But as a doctor, you still have some skills in seeing people.
The old lady always kept a urine jar under her bed, and there were sons and daughters all over the floor. For such an old man with many children and many daughters, let alone other things, first of all, he couldn't control his muscles to hold back urine as he got older. In addition, the intestinal function of the elderly decreases, which causes constipation.
"Old lady, your illness may not be serious, but if you don't treat it, it will become serious."
When Zhang Fan said this, the old lady's eyes widened but she said nothing. This old lady was also a scheming girl when she was young.
"You see, you usually get up late at night, and when you say you need to pee, you need to pee right away without any delay. Also, sometimes you can't take a bowel movement even once a week, right?"
"Yes, yes, you are better than Wang Mazi!"
"Then will you listen to me?"
"Listen, how can you not listen? You are a great doctor!"
Hey, now that he is a great doctor, he doesn’t mind Zhang Fan being young anymore.
"Okay, that's good. Can we take a look at your wounds first?"
Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"You think you can, but they can't. You're not as big as me, Yaosun, so you can just look at it, but they can't." The old lady pointed her mouth at the foreigner and shook her head vigorously, anyway, she just didn't want the foreigner to see.
"Okay! It's my honor for the old lady to trust me." Zhang Fan smiled and stopped the old lady's anxious younger son.
Zhang Fan asked the foreigner to go out, but the foreigner was not happy and protested, "Privacy, do you understand? PersonalPrivacy
"Zhang Fan won't tolerate their problems. You are here to learn, I didn't invite you here.
Zhang Fan started to untie the bandage, Jiang Qinqin quickly stepped forward, "Zhang Yuan, I'll do it."
"Okay, come on!" Zhang Fan didn't say much. Circle after circle, the white bandage slowly began to unravel. Then slowly, the gauze finally saw yellow exudate and brown blood stains on the gauze. Then I saw the true face of Lushan Mountain. The huge breasts, even though they were now slightly shriveled, were still hanging on the chest like a big bag.
Jiang Qinqin, who was unprepared, couldn't close her mouth when she saw such huge mammary glands hanging just below her belly button. She even had the feeling of looking back and digging at her own breasts. Because of the surprise, his hand trembled slightly, and the gauze stuck to the wound was pulled.
The old lady gasped in pain. The soft meat on the chest had thin skin to begin with, but it was fried again, causing a tear, and the softer meat was exposed.
This pull really hurts. Men may not be able to imagine it, but those who have had circumcision surgery can probably understand it.
This kind of pain, how should I put it, is like licking your tongue on a steel pipe that is twenty degrees below zero, and then shaking your head abruptly, pulling a layer of skin.
"Be careful, you can't do this at this time." Zhang Fan was a little angry and his tone was bad. Jiang Qinqin's face suddenly turned red, and his eyes became watery.
When the girl entered the hospital, there were people at home, and the department was generally accommodating to her. I originally wanted to show my face, but...
Moreover, it was said by Zhang Fan, which made the girl a little sad. She was a bit like Wang Yanan who had just entered the hospital. She hadn't been beaten yet. After a few beatings, she would be fine.
"What's going on, what's going on, don't scare your daughter, don't scare your daughter."
To be honest, when it comes to people, some become more confused as they get older, while others become more and more shrewd. This old lady is the second type. Although she has never seen the world, she has a clear understanding of the world's ways.
Zhang Fan didn't say much, and took the gauze from Jiang Qinqin's hand, then took the needle and sucked the saline solution, and sprayed it on the area where the gauze touched the wound.
Half an hour later, the connection between the gauze and the wound finally softened. He gently untied it, and at this moment, Zhang Fan saw the wound seriously.
"How long has this been?"
"It's been three days?"
The burned area on the breast turned black, and there was already pus.
Because breast glands are rich in fat, fat is particularly susceptible to liquefaction and infection. Because this thing has high energy, not only adults like it, but bacteria also like it.
A piece of fat or a piece of muscle, the fat is the fastest to become infected and corrupt.
The old people's mammary glands, which were originally sallow and shriveled, looked like they had been blown up by firecrackers, with holes appearing in strange shapes and blooming like cracks.
Although the skin was sallow, the uninfected fat in the opened wound was still milk (a) white (a) milk (a) white, but the front end of the wound was different.
The red and black blood clots, mixed with infection, are like yellow cheese that is half-melted and half-unmelted, hanging on the breasts. It is really like thick liquid secreted from the breasts. It is hanging precariously on the breasts. There is something really unbearable. It feels like sticking out your tongue and licking it quickly.
Especially the red and black blood clots are mixed on top of the white fat, and then dotted with a half-melted and crumbling cheese on top, and then placed on the mammary gland that is larger than a cattail fan.
Darling, it's really weird.
Moreover, what made Zhang Fan frown the most was that the old lady's breast (a) gland peas were put directly into the oil pan. Originally, the peas had a crusty skin on them, so they were fried like this and then mixed with the oozing fat. , it really looks like a chicken popcorn that has been burnt due to too much oil.
The old lady was a little uncomfortable at first, but when she saw that Zhang Fan really looked like a doctor, she felt at ease. Lying on the bed, one hand was holding Yao'er's hand, and the other was holding his eldest grandson's hand.
Then act like life is enough!
"Disinfect first and get the dressing tray!" Zhang Fan said to Jiang Qinqin.
Then he said to the old lady: "Old lady, I'm going to wash my hands."
"The operation is difficult!" Zhang Fan said to Lao Li and Li Cunhou after leaving the door.
"Yeah, how can I observe surgery if it's not difficult!" Lao Li said, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "Do you think it's easy for me to find such a patient?"
