"Saibanu!" The old lady was quite polite. After seeing Zhang Fan, she said with a smile, and then stared at Zhang Fan, her high cheekbones obvious.
Zhang Fan also quickly replied, "Saibainu!"
After saying that, the old lady's eyes lit up, even her brown glasses couldn't block her shining eyes.
"Western luck!"
"Good luck to you!" Zhang Fan replied again.
Lao Wang looked at Zhang Fan and the old lady, and he was quite puzzled. Where is this code connector?
After saying this, the old lady smiled and nodded.
"The guests are laughing at me. My legs and feet are weak and I can't stand up. I didn't go to the door to greet you. Please be patient."
To be honest, there are countless nomadic sites and countless small villages in thirty-six townships in eight counties in the border valley. If you want to choose a person who is most familiar with local medical treatment, Zhang Fan from Manhua Kingdom would be ranked second. I guess no one would dare to be ranked first.
The language of the Frontier Valley alone is extremely complicated. You can’t tell it in the city. Everyone speaks Mandarin. There are even some girls with blue eyes and yellow hair whose Mandarin is better than Zhang Fan’s. People even laugh at Zhang Fan’s Mandarin. It smells like potato eggs.
But once you leave the city and go deep into the pastoral areas and into the gathering areas, things are obviously different.
Just talking about the Baby County of Chasu, there are not many people in this place. There are only hundreds of thousands of people in the county, which is not even as large as the larger villages in the mainland, but this place is full of all the ethnic minorities in the border areas.
The languages used for communication are extremely complex, with no fewer than a dozen!
It's hard to say how many people Zhang Fan treated back then. Anyway, Zhang Fan's English is not very good now, but Zhang Fan can probably communicate simply in the languages of the ethnic minorities in the valley.
Don’t underestimate these simple words of communication.
This is what Zhang Fan has sweated before and now. No one can simply say that he is successful, and Zhang Fan is no exception.
Zhang Fan did not fool around, and day did not fool Zhang Fan. To put it bluntly, although Zhang Fan was a bookkeeper who didn't care about the big and small hospitals in prefectures, counties, and prefectures, in one sentence, he was definitely better than the president of the hospital in charge of health. efficient.
Just because Zhang Fan had gone down to the grassroots level back then.
To use an old saying, non-prefectures and counties are not allowed to serve as prime ministers. As far as medical care is concerned, up and down, whether you are a tertiary hospital or a mobile medical workstation in a pastoral area, there is no way to fool him.
The old lady said a greeting in Mongolian, and the last sentence was in Manchu.
Seriously, tea brings out talents.
In the early years, the Forbidden City wanted to identify some classics of the Qing Dynasty, but there was no one I knew in Manchuria and Manchuria. In the end, we invited a few old Xibo men from Chasu who knew them.
It was also said that the Manchu and Han banquets were to be restored, but no one knew how to cook several dishes for the banquet, so they invited a few more from Chasu. There is a restaurant in Cha Su, which is extremely expensive, but I really have a background in doing state banquets.
As for this old lady, her ancestor is Chagatai. In her own words, she is still a Dorogg. Their ancestors lived in the capital of the dynasty of Emperor Duoshi, and she married an ancestor who was also a shell.
When Zhang Fan replied a few words to the old lady in the national language, the old lady smiled even more amiably.
"Exchange tea for our noble man and serve milk tea."
Zhang Fan didn't find it strange, but Lao Wang felt confused, "I've never been served milk tea, but why did this guy catch his eye? How many times have I come here, but this old lady doesn't talk much. .”
I took a few sips of the milk tea. It tasted quite authentic, with the taste of grassland. I guessed that the milk was probably obtained from some grassland.
"I heard that you are a swordsman in your hometown. Hey, I haven't been there for several generations. I am satisfied when I hear the words from my hometown today. I will have no regrets even if I die. Are you married? Do you have children? Are you at home? How are you all? I'm here to stay in Beijing for a few days. If you have time, you can go to Prince Gong's Mansion. If you're agile, I'll go shopping with you. "
If you are not familiar with this type of conversation, it may seem strange. However, Zhang Fan was not surprised. He had experienced too many such chats on the grassland.
However, Zhang Fan can be sure that this illness is not an emergency.
Now that you're here, let's talk in peace.
Zhang Fan answered them one by one, and even sent an invitation to the old lady to go back to her parents' house, which she had never been to before.
In fact, both of them know that this is all nonsense, but this is already a kind of etiquette. It's strange for you to say that this is the power of Confucian culture. I can't beat you, but I can make your culture follow me. He doesn't care whether he learns it correctly or not!
After chatting for half an hour and Zhang Fan drank two bowls of milk tea, the old lady nodded and said, "You are from my natal family, and I won't be polite to you anymore. I invite you here today just to show you." Look at the children at home, don’t blame me for not coming to your door. The children are young, so please be more considerate of them."
Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing.
Lao Wang has a retired leader. This old man doesn't have many problems, but he just likes walnuts. These walnuts are not eaten by smashing them. It is said that this old lady has been in the business for several lifetimes.
Then the old man wanted it, but the old lady wouldn't sell it.
If the situation is normal, retired old leaders can't even win at chess, who will care about you.
What's annoying is that this old man has a good son-in-law.
Although this old lady is not a leader, she heard that she was the president of some association when she was young, so forget it.
Her son is even more powerful and has supervised the production of countless bad movies. But strangely, the worse the movies, the more famous they become. I don’t know if those investors have bad eyesight or bad brains.
In Lao Wang's words, this guy had friendly relationships with countless female leads until he was forty years old, and then married a good woman, only to have problems with his child.
Lao Wang didn't know what the specific problem was, but if Lao Wang had left it alone, he would have been just a hutong kid who knew everything.
Zhang Fan happened to come to the capital, and he himself knew that it would be too shameful for him to invite Zhang Fan to the capital from Chasu. But when we get to the capital, Zhang Fan won't refuse if I bother him.
Besides, isn’t this how relationships get closer as we get along? If you take Zhang Fan to this family, you will have some incestuous feelings, and maybe the rest of the things will work out.
After a while, a young woman was seen holding a child, followed by two middle-aged women who looked like nannies.
Zhang Fan didn't say anything, but he still muttered in his heart, "The rules are big enough!"
"It's true that I don't want to hide my illness from the doctor. My daughter-in-law brings Ta Shiha over and lets the swordsman take a look."
The young woman is quite beautiful, with a slender neck, phoenix eyes and thin eyebrows. Although she is wearing a nursing suit, and although there is a trace of worry on her face, she has the temperament of a melancholy young woman in every move she makes.
Especially when the little pink arms in the package are waving and groping, they feel like a good wife and mother.
The young woman was a little hesitant, but she bit her lip inadvertently and walked over with the child in her arms.
But he didn't say anything, and he didn't even give the child to Zhang Fan. He just leaned forward slightly.
What hits your face is the aroma of protein! This kind of aroma is something that ordinary young people don’t understand.
Zhang Fan understood that this young woman was probably not very satisfied and might not be able to screw the old lady.
But Zhang Fan didn't care. He came and took a look, and there was no need to get angry with the patient's family.
Zhang Fan conveniently took a bottle of disinfectant from his pocket and wiped his hands. This action made the young woman relax her brows slightly.
Then, gently let go of the thin quilt wrapping the child.
Her pink arms were as plump as little lotus roots, her calves went up and down, and there was a light layer of lanugo hair on her back. There's nothing wrong with my back.
After gently turning the child over, Lao Wang stretched out his neck and almost screamed. This guy was very experienced, otherwise he would have screamed.
The child who was originally pink and white and extremely cute, when turned over, looked like he was wearing a wine-colored ghost mask, and was uneven, like a rotten book that had been bitten by bugs, with a rough texture. It has a hair-raising frosted feel.
And the area is not small, extending from the left eye to the child's mouth. As the child's eyes slowly open and close, there is also a small mouth that keeps sucking, which affects the mask on the face like countless purple-red maggots. Squirming up.
One side is pink and white and makes people feel affection, while the other side makes people who have never seen this disease instinctively feel fear.
The young woman stared at Zhang Fan. If Zhang Fan showed a little bit of surprise or disgust on his face, she would definitely leave without saying a word, hugging the child.
No matter how weird the child is, she doesn't want others to look disgusted.
The family had a strong financial background. If the old lady hadn't been anxious, she would have waited until the child was older and took the child to visit the Golden Retriever Country.
"Hemangioma!" Zhang Fan finished reading and gently wrapped the child in a sheet.
"Swordsman, do you think there is a way?" The old lady couldn't get down to the ground, otherwise she would have stood up.
"Mother, Director Li of the dermatology department of the three hospitals said that the child is too young. You... don't worry. I heard that the most authoritative dermatology department in China has come to the capital in the past few days. I will have someone contact me tomorrow. "
After saying that, he took the child back without looking at Zhang Fan.
"Hey, the eldest grandson is sick. The evil obstacle said that the problem was caused by the child's mother. He is away from home every day. Hey, Swordsman, I'm not dead yet. This family is going to break up."
Zhang Fan nodded.
Maybe the old lady just had a mental illness and didn't expect Lao Wang to find any doctor.
"Can the child take any medicine?"
Zhang Fan thought for a moment, then shook his head.
This disease is very troublesome and very common, but in this child, once the port-wine-colored hemangioma involves such a large area and involves the ocular nerve and maxillary nerve, there is a 15% chance of causing refractory glaucoma.
This disease is already troublesome, but adding glaucoma to it makes the problem even bigger.
Generally, the medication for this disease is very simple, that is, oral hormones, a large amount of hormones, and interferon, but at present, further research is needed on this drug.
"Surgery is possible." Zhang Fan shook his head and said.
Since the emergence of Li Cunhou and Zhang Fan's allogeneic transplantation, it can not only be used in burns, but also can treat such hemangiomas.
When the old lady heard this, she expressed her gratitude in disappointment.
After leaving the door, Zhang Fan glanced at Lao Wang and said, "You see, I didn't help you, and I don't recognize him."
"Hi, I would really appreciate you coming, Mr. Wang."
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