Rebirth Golden Eyes Doctor

Chapter 83 Dislocation
After the morning meeting, Zhang Quan sat in his office.

What happened to him recently with Xia Yun was replaying in his mind over and over again.

Zhang Quan couldn't help thinking, why did things develop like this?
Is he being too obvious?Or did Xia Yun feel that he was getting old and wanted to distance herself from him?
Is it really necessary to be with Xue Min so that my sister-in-law can feel at ease...

Zhang Quan was thinking like this, but heard a few knocks on the door.

Immediately afterwards, an old man pushed the door in with a registration card in his hand. He asked Zhang Quan, "Excuse me, is this Dr. Zhang Quan's office?"

"I'm."

Facing the patients who came to see a doctor, Zhang Quan regained his senses in a second and switched to a professional state of seeing a doctor.

He said to the old man solemnly: "Give me your registration card, and I will register."

The old man came over and sat on the chair next to Zhang Quan, and handed over the registration card in his hand to Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan put it on the information input machine next to the computer, and the computer immediately jumped to display the identity information of the old man.

Bai Kaiji, 69 years old.

Zhang Quan looked at the old man and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"My arm..." Bai Kaiji pointed to his right arm with his left hand and said, "I always feel that I can't use my strength, and I can't move smoothly."

"The right arm..." Zhang Quan stood up upon hearing this, and said, "Let me see."

While talking, Zhang Quan stood up, put his hand on the old man's arm, and opened the perspective eye at the same time.

Through the clairvoyant eye, Zhang Quan could see what was going on at a glance.

This is a dislocated right arm.

But even though it was clear, it was still necessary to pretend. I saw Zhang Quan pressed the top of his arm and several important positions, and asked the old man solemnly.

"Do these places feel?"

The old man felt something and said: "There will be some slight numbness, but it is not very obvious."

Zhang Quan nodded, and he touched the old man's joints again.

Just now he sat back on his seat and asked the old man, "What kind of strenuous physical labor have you been doing recently?"

While talking, Zhang Quan picked up the medical record book and opened a page to record.

He raised his eyes to see the expression of the old man, who knew that he forgot to close his perspective eyes, and the inside of the old man's body came into Zhang Quan's eyes immediately.

Zhang Quan glanced over, and couldn't take his eyes off the old man's heart.

Under the perspective, Zhang Quan saw how the old man's heart was connected by several important blood vessels became very clear.

But being clear is not the point, the point is that the old man's heart looks overwhelmed at this moment.

The heart of a normal person is extraordinarily powerful every time it beats, and it can transport a large amount of blood to all parts of the body to maintain the body's blood supply.

But the heart of the old man in front of him was exceptionally different.

It's like an old scalper who has been working for many years. He has no strength, the rhythm of beating slows down, and every time he beats, he becomes weak.

The amount of blood sent to other blood vessels is also decreasing, and the whole looks like it will collapse at some point.

While Zhang Quan was in a trance, the old man murmured, "Recently? I haven't engaged in any physical activity recently."

He supported his head and thought for a while, before he said: "I have nothing to do recently, so I plowed the small garden of my son's house, does it count?"

"The flowers grown in his small garden are so ugly that they can't be eaten. If I think about it, they might as well be used to grow some vegetables..."

The old man opened up his chatterbox and muttered a lot to Zhang Quan.

At this time, Zhang Quan's eyes stayed on the old man's lips.

I didn't notice it just now, but now that I've discovered the problem, I found that the old man's lips are indeed more purple than ordinary people.

And his hands on the table can also see that the color of the fingernails is very pale.

Zhang Quan thought about the wording in his mind, how to remind the old man of this problem calmly.

Seeing that the old man had diverged from his son's garden to the fact that he was a good farmer in the village when he was young, Zhang Quan hurriedly interrupted him.

He smiled and said, "The old man, that's why your arm hurts."

"You are already so old. Unlike those young people, if you are doing these relatively large labors now, your body will easily be overwhelmed."

"Your arm is dislocated because of this..."

Hearing that the old man's eyes widened, he asked Zhang Quan: "I just did such a small job, so I can't do it?"

"Then how should the dislocation be treated?"

Zhang Quan thought for a while, took a pen and wrote a few lines on the medical record, then spread the medical record to the old man, and said to him.

"As for me, I will reset it for you later, and then you go to the pharmacy to prescribe these medicines..." Zhang Quan read the name of the medicine written down to the old man.

In order to take care of the old man, he rarely straightened his handwriting, and then said: "But you must also pay attention when you go back, and don't engage in these heavy labor again."

"This..." A look of embarrassment flashed across the old man's face, and he said, "But my land has just been plowed halfway, so I can't just leave it there like this?"

"Otherwise, little doctor." The old man tried to discuss with Zhang Quan: "I will do a little bit in the future, once I feel tired, how about I stop and rest?"

Hearing this, the expression on Zhang Quan's face suddenly became serious.

This is no joke.

A dislocated arm is a small matter, but the heart is a big problem.

The heart is already overwhelmed. If it is overworked, it is inevitable that sudden death will not occur due to sudden insufficient blood supply.

If Zhang Quan hadn't discovered the heart problem, he might not have said it so strictly, but he had already discovered it at this time, so Zhang Quan must remind him.

He said to the old man solemnly: "Old man, this is a doctor's order, I'm not joking with you here."

"This matter is very serious. Don't think that you can reset it if you dislocate it. If you don't do it well, it will become a habitual dislocation."

Because he couldn't directly tell the old man about his heart problem, Zhang Quan had to talk about the consequences of the dislocation in the most serious direction.

He said: "After becoming a habitual dislocation, as long as you move, your arm will be dislocated, and you will have to go to the hospital. How troublesome is that?"

"You still listen to me, take care of yourself..."

Hearing this, the old man showed disapproval on his face, and he said in a low voice; "Why is it so serious? You people in the city are so delicate. When we dislocated our joint in the village, the doctor just clicked it back and it was fine. "

"What should everyone do after returning home, and I haven't heard of anyone delaying the crops because of this."

Hearing this, Zhang Quan laughed angrily.

He said: "Old man, don't you look at your own age, how old were you back then, how old are you now?"

(End of this chapter)