Siheyuan: This is really immoral

After the Wen siblings had cleared the table, they helped Lin Zhuang lift Wen's father onto the table.

Fortunately, due to space constraints, the Wen family did not have a square table for eight people, but a rectangular table against the wall, which served as both a dining table and a place to store miscellaneous items.

After untying all the bandages wrapped around Wen's father's lower body, Wen Lian's tears burst out of her eyes. She covered her mouth tightly with her hands to prevent herself from making any sound and disturbing Lin Zhuang.

Although the wound had been treated, it was still bloody and the bright red flesh had turned dark and black.

There were wounds of varying sizes all over the leg, the most serious of which was the twisted and broken bones at the foot joint, with a piece of the leg bone even sticking out.

Due to excessive blood loss, the meridians in the legs turned purple and black.

"Blood stasis and qi stagnation, imbalance of the five internal organs, heartburn..." When Lin Zhuang saw these injuries with his own eyes, he was shocked. If it weren't for the high temperature of the burn, he would probably have died from the pain.

The external injuries were so severe that they were almost impossible to treat, and the fever was so serious. Lin Zhuang frowned tightly. This matter was difficult to handle.

According to the system, his current medical skills have indeed reached the level of a master of medicine, but in the final analysis, he is just a doctor with excellent medical skills, nothing more.

Most diseases in the world can be cured, but at the moment, even he dared not guarantee it. He said to Wen Lian in a deep voice: "The situation is very serious. Your life is safe. Your leg should be able to stay, but it will be difficult for it to be as flexible as before, and the cost will be relatively high."

"Even if I have to sell everything I have..."

Lin Zhuang realized something and interrupted, "You may not have been to the hospital for two days. Your father's condition has deteriorated seriously. It might be more dangerous if you go to the hospital now."

Wen Lian's face turned pale. She saw it clearly from the side, but her father's leg was not so serious two days ago. At that time, the doctor just said that the leg could not be reattached. Her father was still conscious at the time and insisted that his leg could not be sawed off. He said no, he wanted to go home, go home now.

I was still able to talk last night...

What she didn't know was that when the pillar of the family heard that one of his legs was going to be lost, he would never be able to accept it in any way, because he was carrying the hope of the family and the hope of survival on his shoulders.

While Lin Zhuang was disinfecting all the silver needles, he asked her to bring a piece of paper and go to a nearby pharmacy to boil the medicine.

After the preparations were done, he told his brother to prepare a basin of hot water, an empty basin, and two more towels, and then called Wen Lian, who was going out with the prescription:

"This medicine may be a little expensive, so don't forget to bring money. Remember to tell the doctor at the pharmacy that this is a life-saving medicine, so as not to prescribe the wrong medicine."

"As for the fresh herbs requested, take them if you have them. If not, just bring back some ginseng."

At this time, there is basically no shortage of Chinese medicine, and fakes are rampant. However, if the year is not right, even some old doctors will make mistakes and pass inferior products off as genuine ones. This situation has existed since ancient times, so it is necessary and useful to point out something about it.

But Wen Lian didn't understand the meaning, there was only one word in his mind.

money......

How could her family have any money?

I bit my lip and stood there in a daze, wondering whether I should ask my neighbors and relatives for help. But I had just borrowed money the day before yesterday...

Lin Zhuang saw her embarrassment and pretended to take out a stack of banknotes from his pocket... but actually from the space. After roughly calculating, he stuffed all the money into her hands and said, "First, prepare four doses of medicine. This is for life-saving and fever-reducing. It needs to be quick. One dose will be enough."

Wen Lian saw that the stack of notes in her hand was not very thick, but at a glance, there were several notes of the Great Unity. She was immediately startled and said in panic:

"I don't......"

Lin Zhuang said helplessly: "Okay, your father's condition can't afford to be wasted. If you have money, you can go buy medicine."

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Without any further hesitation, Wen Lian kowtowed three times on the ground and immediately walked out the door without waiting for Lin Zhuang to speak.

"This girl, there's no need to kowtow to express gratitude."

After saying this, he stopped hesitating and walked to Wen's father, took three deep breaths, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he concentrated on giving the acupuncture.

The most important thing now is not the legs or the fever, but to save my life.

The air and time seemed to be frozen. Lin Zhuang's forehead was covered with sweat. His attention was more focused than ever before. He didn't even notice Wen Lian's brother coming in with a basin of water.

Fortunately, although Wen Lian's younger brother is quite young, children from poor families have to grow up early. Wen Lian told me on the road that her younger brother was much more sensible than other children of the same age two years ago, and he even knew how to help take care of their mother.

So her brother was always careful when going in and out, trying not to make any noise so as not to disturb Lin Zhuang who was saving his father.

After a long while, when he heard that his father's body from the Baihui acupoint to the Gongsun acupoint was covered with silver needles of varying lengths and thicknesses, Lin Zhuang finally had time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"call......."

After seeing that the silver needles on his body were still trembling slightly, Lin Zhuang nodded with satisfaction. For some reason, this treatment was like a final exam. He used all his skills to hand in an answer sheet that satisfied himself.

When he walked to the chair next to him and sat down, the little brat quickly poured Lin Zhuang a glass of water, "Doctor, drink some water."

Lin Zhuang was indeed thirsty, so he took a big sip from the water cup before praising:

"You are so sensible. Your family is very lucky. You and your sister are great."

The little brat didn't seem to like talking and remained silent. Lin Zhuang didn't mind and just drank water by himself, as he had a tough battle to fight later.

After a while, Lin Zhuang noticed that the silver needles stopped shaking, and said to the little kid who was staring at his father in a daze:

"Come help."

Lin Zhuang reached out and felt Wen's father's temperature, "Go get the smallest knife in your house."

The child didn’t quite understand why a knife was needed to treat an illness and was a little afraid to give the knife to a stranger.

Lin Zhuang had a headache. He had never been so thoughtful when he was a child. He could only say, "You can't use the medicine for your father's leg wound anymore. If I had bad intentions, would I still give your sister money?"

The child was silent for more than ten seconds, then went to the kitchen to get a knife. Lin Zhuang shook his head and inserted several silver needles deeply into some acupuncture points of Wen's father.

This is used to relieve pain and has a numbing effect.

Although it is not as effective as the paralysis injection, it is already very good in this era.

All the blackened flesh on the legs must be removed, and the blood must be drained.

Of course, all this has to wait until Wen Lian comes back, but estimating the time should be about right.