I can talk to my internal organs

Chapter 105 Don't talk about death?
At five o'clock in the morning, Bai Xiuhong was pushing a wheelchair, and her father was sitting in the wheelchair.

After soaking in sucrose water twice yesterday, Bai Chuan's feet didn't bleed much pus anymore. Of course, the pain was still the same, but it wasn't like before, the pain was so painful that he couldn't sleep.

Ever since his feet started to tingle and crack, and he was diagnosed with diabetes, Bai Chuan hadn't had a good night's sleep.

At the beginning, the pain in my feet was okay, but after entering the hospital, I felt uncomfortable in my heart, and I was not as comfortable as at home.

When the soles of his feet hurt more and more, Bai Chuan became even more panicked, especially since several debridement operations still failed to heal the wound, he was always worried about whether his foot could be saved.

After being a normal person all his life, Bai Chuan couldn't accept the amputation of his limbs when he was old.

But the repeated operations almost made him fall into despair, and every day seemed like a year.

"Dad, is it cold?" Bai Xiuhong covered Bai Chuan with a thick blanket, which covered Bai Chuan's entire lower body, but because he couldn't wear shoes on his feet, the soles of his feet were still exposed.

"It's okay." Bai Chuan glanced around and found no one, so he couldn't help asking, "Did we come too early?"

Bai Xiuhong said, "If you don't come early, you can't. This doctor has endless patients every day. If you don't come early, you won't even be able to get a number. I saw someone said on the Internet that they didn't even get a number after queuing for a week."

Bai Chuan was a little surprised, "Why haven't you heard of it before?"

Bai Xiuhong said, "Even if I heard about it, are you coming?"

Bai Chuan thought about it, too.

If he hadn't experienced it personally, even if many people told him that there was a very powerful Chinese medicine doctor in Yuanlin Street, he might not have made a special trip to see it.

After all, compared with small clinics, large hospitals are more credible.

But after being treated in a large hospital for so long, Bai Chuan also understood a truth, some diseases cannot be cured no matter where they are.

In this case, why not try one by one, in case you encounter one that can be cured?
"Yo, it's very early. You also came to see Dr. Lu?"

When the two stood there for almost half an hour, an old man came over with a smile on his face and greeted Bai Xiuhong warmly.

"Yes, sir." Bai Xiuhong responded with a smile.

"What's wrong?" the old man asked.

"Diabetic foot." Bai Xiuhong said.

"Tsk, this disease is not good. I have a friend with diabetic foot. Five years ago, two toes were cut off. Then they rotted, so I cut off the foot. Last year, I just cut off the calf. I didn't catch the virus at the beginning of this year, and passed away." The uncle said.

When Bai Chuan heard this, his complexion became much uglier in an instant.

Bai Xiuhong said, "Then there are some people who are well controlled and don't need to be amputated, right?"

The uncle said, "That's for sure, amputation is the worst outcome, but as long as it is amputated once, it will definitely have to be amputated again later. So, conservative treatment is still necessary. If you can come to Dr. Lu, you have found the right person. He may really have a solution. Look at the varicose veins on my leg. For more than 20 years, the blood vessels are like earthworms. My grandson is afraid of me when he sees them. Doctor Xiao Lu gave me a dose of medicine, and the varicose veins in this leg were [-] to [-]% healed the next day."

When the uncle was talking, he rolled up his trouser legs to show Bai Xiuhong and the others.

Bai Xiuhong knew what varicose veins were, that is, the veins on her legs were like bulging, big and small, very scary.

But after the uncle rolled up the trouser legs, Bai Xiuhong didn't see too many varicose veins at all, only two or three bulges.

"Did you have legs all over before?" Bai Xiuhong asked.

"That's for sure. It's the third day for me. Doctor Xiao Lu said that the varicose veins will be completely cured after a few more days." The uncle smiled very happily.

"Then why are you here today..." Bai Xiuhong said.

"Hey, register my son. When the two of them had their first child, it took a lot of effort to conceive. This time, I want Dr. Xiao Lu to help him." The uncle said.

"Hey, Uncle Wu, are you so early?"

While the two were chatting, another person came to the door of Lu's Medical Center.

"Xiao Chen, hehehe, I'm idle at home anyway, so come and grab a number first." Wu Xuewu laughed.

Chen Min said with a smile, "Uncle Wu, we won't be able to snatch it in a few days. Doctor Lu said that the face recognition is required, and I will only show it when I register."

"This... my son and the others are usually at work, how can they come to register when they have time." Wu Xuewu said.

"It's a double break. Anyway, if it's an emergency, Dr. Lu said that you don't need to register to see it." Chen Min said.

"It wasn't very good before, why make it so complicated." Wu Xuewu was a little unhappy.

"Hey, scalpers." Chen Min said.

Slowly, after six o'clock, when the sky was already bright, more and more people gathered at the entrance of Lu's Medical Center.

Most of the people who come here are physically ill. When chatting, they are also exchanging their own illnesses and long experience of seeing a doctor.

It wasn't until after seven o'clock, when Lu Jiu came to the medical clinic, that these voices gradually died down.

"Doctor Lu, I soaked my feet with sucrose as you said, and the pus and blood on my dad's feet were really sucked out!"

Seeing Lu Jiu for the first time, Bai Xiuhong immediately moved closer.

Lu Jiu couldn't help laughing and said, "Well, it's quite early, so register first, and I'll take a look."

Whether sucrose can absorb pus and blood depends on whether the diabetic foot is serious. If there is gangrene, that is, after the body tissue is necrotic, infection of spoilage bacteria and other factors occur, and the skin appears black or dark green, it proves that the diabetic foot is already serious.

At this time, the ability of sucrose to suck pus and blood and close the mouth will be greatly reduced, or even ineffective.

The situation of Bai Xiuhong's father was clearly not at its worst.

That shows that there is still the possibility of treatment with traditional Chinese medicine.

Bai Xiuhong was the first to arrive, and the number she got was the highest. While Lu Jiu was issuing the number, Lu Shan began to pack up the things in the clinic so that Lu Jiu could attend the consultation at any time.

These days, Lu Shan has become very relieved of Lu Jiu.

He even felt that Lu Jiu's performance level was not weaker than him at all, at most he lacked a little experience, but after a few years this gap would naturally be smoothed out.

This also made Lu Shan very gratified, and he worked very hard.

"Okay, come here." Lu Jiu said.

Hearing Lu Jiu's shout, Bai Xiuhong immediately pushed Bai Chuan to Lu Jiu's desk.

Looking at Bai Chuan's bloodless face, Lu Jiu asked, "How's your foot hurt these days?"

Bai Chuan said, "It hurts all the time, and sometimes I really want to let it go across the board. It was better yesterday. At least I can sleep without taking medicine, but I can only sleep for a few hours."

Lu Jiu nodded, "How is the urination? How often?"

Bai Chuan said, "Many, I have to go to the bathroom more than a dozen times a day, and sometimes I have to go to the toilet just after drinking water."

Lu Jiu asked, "Will the waist and knees feel sore and weak?"

Bai Chuan nodded, "It's always been like this."

Lu Jiu asked, "Are you usually afraid of heat or cold?"

Bai Chuan said, "I'm afraid of the cold."

Lu Jiu carefully observed Bai Chuan's complexion. His face was haggard, his helixes were dry, and his skin was dry without any shine. Combined with the information obtained from the consultation, he had already been diagnosed with diabetes.

Lu Jiu has been able to judge that Bai Chuan is what Chinese medicine calls diabetes, and it is the most serious form of diarrhea.

As for the deficiency of kidney yin, or the deficiency of both yin and yang, it is necessary to diagnose the pulse.

"Give it to me." Lu Jiu said.

Although Bai Chuan's disease is very troublesome to treat, it is not in Lu Jiu's character to give up without a diagnosis.

"Oh." Bai Chuan stretched out his hand forward, maybe the wheelchair was not very convenient, so Bai Xiuhong turned the wheelchair in one direction.

Lu Jiu grabbed Bai Chuan's wrist, and gently pressed his fingertips against it...

"It's useless, useless, what else can I save, don't struggle, I told you to control your brother at first, it's too angry, it hurts you, it's just the two of you, and it ended up hurting the lung gold, look, my kidney water and I have problems now, and there is nothing we can do to help, what do you think you are going to do?" Ganmu yelled.

"Is that my problem? It's obvious that he's eating recklessly, okay? I've made him have diarrhea, and I've reminded him several times, but he just won't listen to me. What can I do? The stomach is also very uncomfortable, okay? It can only accept food passively, and has no right to choose at all. Why are you pointing at the two of us?" Pitu, as an honest person, couldn't bear it anymore.

"Anyway, the problem is with you. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have taken so many medicines. Not to mention my catharsis is not smooth, and the kidney water is also severely damaged. Now even the heart fire is gone, and the blood can't be sent to his feet at all. Once he can't move and the yang energy is insufficient, we will slowly be eroded by yin qi in the future, useless, absolutely useless." Gan Mu said.

"Can't you just say a few words less?" Fei Jin asked.

"Did I say something wrong?" Gan Mu asked back.

"What's the point if it's right?" Fei Jin asked.

"Significance? That's right, it really doesn't make any sense. Anyway, there are medicines helping us now, so let's just lie down. Anyway, we've been lying down for decades. It's not bad..."

Before Ganmu could finish speaking, his anger burst out immediately, "Noisy, noisy, don't live anymore!! I can't do one thing after another, but I can't stop talking for a moment, isn't it very idle?"

When the heart fire is opened, the other five internal organs are turned off.

"Solve the problem if you have a problem. If you can't solve it, then do what you should do honestly. Anyway, they are all grasshoppers on a boat. If anyone dies, no one else can live alone. What's the use of chattering here all day? Can you make him listen to you? I don't have the ability!"

"This body belongs to us as well as his. In the final analysis, it's still his. Don't blame your own people for any problems. If you want to scold you, scold him. It's his emotions, diet, and messy life that made his body look like this, not us."

"Next time let me hear you guys arguing, I'll just mess it up, don't you just want to die, you have me soon!?"

After a moment of furious rebuke, the voice gradually eased. At this time, a weak voice took over its gap.

"Can't we talk about death? Can we talk about life?"

(End of this chapter)