amaotonovel Chapter 140 Shrapnel from 2 Years Ago
Chapter 140 Shrapnel from 2 Years Ago
This also indirectly confirms that Su Niannian is very skilled.
Just by listening to their words and observing their actions from a distance, one can analyze the patient's condition.
This really made Zhou Qishan look at him differently.
Perhaps, the old man's illness can really be cured by Su Niannian.
"Oh?" The old man naturally didn't believe Zhou Qishan's words.
The elderly man in the Tang suit standing to the side immediately became interested in Su Niannian.
"Young friend, you can see through all this with just a glance. May I ask where you learned your skills?"
The elderly man in the Tang suit looked at Su Niannian with a kind and gentle smile, speaking in a calm and unhurried voice.
Su Niannian felt like crying after hearing her grandfather's words.
My medical skills all come from you, sir.
You devoted all your energy to teaching me everything you had learned in your life.
Su Niannian's eyes were slightly red, but she couldn't acknowledge them now.
She could only suppress the urge to cry and let out a long breath.
“He was a barefoot doctor, whose name I cannot disclose, but he has passed away,” Su Niannian said slowly.
Things from the previous life cannot be told truthfully in this life, not even to one's own family.
After saying "I'm gone," the old man in the Tang suit understood why Su Niannian's eyes were red.
He must have been thinking about how his mentor had passed away.
poor child.
"Hmm? You don't actually think this little girl has any special abilities, do you?" The old man asked Su Niannian so seriously.
Suddenly, I wondered if my old friend had gone senile.
"This little girl looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. Even if she started learning as a child, it would only be a few years."
"You don't really think she has any special abilities, do you?" the old man asked, posing a crucial question.
The elderly man in the Tang suit shrugged. "I think this girl is quite nice. Why don't you let her take a look?"
"You old fool, if you can't cure it, why are you letting a little girl like her treat it?"
"I thought Zhou Qishan had found some capable traditional Chinese medicine doctor. If I had known it was just a little kid, I wouldn't have agreed to it!" The old man really didn't like Su Niannian.
She's just a pretty little girl, what kind of skills could she possibly have?
Even my old friend, who has studied traditional Chinese medicine for over forty years, couldn't cure this child. How could this little kid be better at medicine than my old friend?
"Grandpa, could you please take my pulse?" Su Niannian didn't offer any further explanation.
Just take a pulse and everything will be clear, won't it?
Mainly, she also wanted to see what was going on with this patient who even her own grandfather couldn't cure.
The old man himself was a veteran of many battles, a decisive and ruthless man, and possessed an imposing aura that commanded respect even without anger.
His aura was incredibly powerful.
Ordinary people would feel a sense of fear upon seeing it.
The old man in the Tang suit hadn't expected the young girl to be so calm and composed in front of him.
I couldn't help but wonder what kind of family produced such a little girl.
I'm really lucky.
Seeing Su Niannian's calm and composed expression, the old man also felt that the young girl in front of him might not be as ordinary as he had thought.
After all, even those in the military who had been on the battlefield didn't appear this composed when they saw him.
"Alright, I'll let you take my pulse." As he spoke, the old man gestured for his old friend to move the chessboard aside.
The two elderly people moved the chessboard aside to make room for Su Niannian to take her pulse.
Su Niannian nodded slightly, walked to the old man's side, and pulled out another chair from under the table.
He sat down and nodded again to signal the old man to extend his hand.
The old man reached out his hand, and Su Niannian took his pulse.
The elderly man in the Tang suit looked at the two of them with a serious expression.
After a while, Su Niannian withdrew her hand.
"The new wound is in the chest area, close to the old wound."
"You must have an old injury on your head too," Su Niannian asked.
"Amazing! This little girl is quite capable!" The old man's eyes widened as Su Niannian said this.
He pointed at Su Niannian, then at his old friend.
"Old man, look at this little girl, she seems to have some skills." The old man knew that although Su Niannian had diagnosed his problem, there was probably still no way to cure it.
After all, even his old friends were powerless to help, let alone such a young girl.
“I never doubted her,” the old man in the Tang suit said with a smile.
"Miss Su, do you have a way to treat this?" Zhou Qishan looked at Su Niannian with some expectation in his eyes.
The other two old men also looked at Su Niannian upon hearing this.
"There are ways to treat it, such as surgery, acupuncture combined with traditional Chinese medicine."
“The old injury has been there for more than 20 years. The wound is close to the heart, and the remaining shrapnel could not have been completely removed with the medical technology of 20 years ago.”
"Over time, the shrapnel has grown into the flesh. Now, because of the new wound on my chest, the shrapnel on the old wound has shifted and scraped against my heart."
"If it gets more serious, or if there is any external force, it may cause massive internal bleeding, and then even a god can't save you."
When Su Niannian said these words, she spoke as calmly as if she were talking about what to eat for dinner.
The old man in the Tang suit also said something similar.
But right now, among the surgeons I've come across, none of them can remove shrapnel from such a difficult location.
Moreover, over these twenty years, not only have shrapnel and flesh grown together, but some nerves have also become stuck together.
The elderly man in the traditional Chinese medicine suit was a master of traditional Chinese medicine, but he wasn't very skilled in surgical procedures.
What we lack now is a surgeon who can operate to remove shrapnel from 20 years ago without damaging the nerves.
"Ao, by the way, besides that, the shrapnel displacement is now affecting your nerves. You've been having splitting headaches and difficulty sleeping lately, haven't you?" Su Niannian added again.
When the old man heard what Su Niannian said next, he immediately realized that this little girl was really amazing.
My old friend took my pulse this morning and didn't even notice that I sometimes had splitting headaches and couldn't sleep at night.
“Miss Su, what you said is absolutely right, but the old man had open-chest surgery twenty years ago. The shrapnel was too fragmented and stuck to his flesh, so it was impossible to remove it completely.”
"Moreover, twenty years have passed, making it even more difficult to remove those shrapnel fragments."
"To be honest, none of the surgeons I can contact can perform this surgery. Do you know anyone who can?"
As if he had seen a glimmer of hope, Zhou Qishan quickly came to Su Niannian's side, bent down and asked her.
“What Xiao Zhou said is absolutely correct. Among the surgeons we can contact, none of them can remove the shrapnel. This surgery is extremely difficult,” the old man in the Tang suit added at the opportune moment.