The Godfather of Surgery

There are only a few dozen families in the village, and the doctor from the provincial capital has arrived, and the news spreads quickly.

One after another, everyone gathered at the entrance of the health station. Someone asked Ma Gu when the free clinic would start.

Enough to rest, Yang Ping asked Magu what medicines were prepared for this free clinic? Ma Gu took out the list and showed it to Yang Ping.

The medicines on this list are very well prepared, and some common diseases are covered. It should be Director Tian who participated in the preparation of the medicines.

Yang Ping said, "Everyone is in a hurry. Let's start the free clinic."

Ma Gu asked everyone to line up, and each person was given a number card. Everyone used the number card to see the doctor. If there was no turn, you could go for a walk, but after the number, you could take another round.

After Yang Ping sat at the table of the free clinic, Xiao Su sat on the side to help measure the blood pressure. One is watching, the other is waiting for a doctor's blood pressure.

The doctor in the provincial capital is here, if you are sick or not, you will come to take a look, please rest assured.

Most of the young people are good at Mandarin, but the old ones can’t speak Mandarin. Magu works as a translator. When there is no need for translation, she helps Xiaosu measure blood pressure.

The habits of their villages are a little different. The young and strong look at the front, and the old look at the back. The reason is that the young and strong have to rush to work, and the old are fine, so they can watch slowly.

The liaison officer picked up the camera, left and right, and took pictures from different angles, which was one of the main tasks of his trip.

"Doctor, my neck is always swollen. I'm so tired and uncomfortable. I don't know how to put it in bed at night? What's going on?" The first villager, a middle-aged man in his forties, holds a card number 1 Sitting in front of Yang Ping and rubbing his neck, he looked very distressed and seemed to be deeply tortured.

He twisted his neck and said, "Look, it's still crackling!"

Yang Ping stood up, walked from behind the desk to the front, and went around behind him: "I'll check it for you."

Palpate the hands on the neck and shoulders: "The physiological curvature of the cervical spine has become straight, and the muscles of the neck and back are tense on both sides. Are the hands numb? Are you dizzy?"

"Yes, sometimes my hands get numb and dizzy. I think about it, occasionally, it's inexplicable."

No. 1 is very confident in the level of doctors in the provincial capital.

"You have cervical spondylosis, do you usually look down at your phone more often?"

"Yeah, what should I do? There's no big problem, right?" No. 1 was worried.

Yang Ping sat back in his chair: "Don't be nervous, the symptoms are still relatively mild at present, and the treatment effect is very good. I will give you some medicine, free of charge, and the symptoms will be relieved after eating."

Then take out the prescription and prescribe medicines, mainly non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs and skeletal muscle relaxants. After writing the prescription, hand it over to Ma Gu.

"Go buy a wavy pillow, sleep at night, let the back of the neck have a support, so that the head is slightly tilted back, the natural curvature of the cervical spine is restored, and it will be much more comfortable to sleep at night." Yang Ping added.

"The back of the pillow?" No. 1 was a little puzzled.

Yang Ping explained patiently: "Yes, I usually sleep with a pillow on the back of the head. Now I also need to put the back of the neck on the pillow and let the head lean back a little. Also, don't play with your mobile phone. Now the mobile phone is the number one killer of the cervical spine."

"It's over, do others still want to see it?" the people behind urged.

No. 1 thought for a while, there was nothing else to ask, and it seemed that he had nothing to ask, so he was willing to leave his seat and let the next one.

"He has neck pain. I have low back pain. Look, doctor, it hurts here. Usually, it hurts when I stand up after sitting for a long time. A few days ago, I bent over to pick up an egg and twisted my waist. It has been in pain for several days."

The second man is in his thirties.

Yang Ping asked him to turn around, pressed on the lumbosacral area, and then pressed on the running of the sciatic nerve, saying, "The leg is not painful, and the numbness is not numb."

"One time here, from the butt to the calf, the pain was numb." No. 2 gestured with his hand.

"You're not a sprained waist, but a lumbar disc herniation." Yang Ping made a rough judgment.

"It's over, lumbar disc herniation?" No. 2 seemed to have some serious illness.

"What happened?" Yang Ping was very strange.

"It is said that this disease can't be cured, it can only be nourished, and it will be paralyzed in the future!" said No. 2.

Yang Ping said, "Who said that?"

"Are they?"

"who are they?"

No. 2 was at a loss for words, yes, who are they?

"Lumbar disc herniation can be treated. Most of them will not be paralyzed. There are only very few cases. As a doctor, I have never encountered paralysis due to lumbar disc herniation." Yang Ping affirmed.

"Really, doctor, then I'm relieved." No. 2's joys and sorrows changed quickly.

"Your disease, the pain is severe, just take a little medicine. It's the same medicine as the previous one. The pathogenesis is similar, but the location of the disease is different." Yang Ping tore off the prescribed prescription.

No. 2 shook his head: "Don't take painkillers! The side effects are great!"

Yang Ping explained: "Any medicine has side effects, but the side effects of most medicines are negligible compared to the treatment of diseases. The negative effect of pain on the human body may be greater than that of painkillers, and the medicines I prescribe are not only for pain relief. The effect is, more importantly, anti-inflammatory, reducing your body's inflammatory response."

"That's it, then I'll try." Number Two figured it out.

Yang Ping told him: "After the pain of your disease is relieved, you should continue to exercise more in the future to avoid recurrence. I will teach you a set of exercise methods, the exercise of the back muscles, the exercise of the back muscles will improve the stability of the spine, The load on the intervertebral disc is reduced, and the natural waist will be fine, the waist will be fine, and everything will be fine.”

Hearing Yang Ping's words, not only No. 2, but all the men stuck their heads out, what a magical exercise method, it seems that only men can understand the secret language, and all men understand.

The liaisons who took pictures with cameras all leaned over.

"Is there a cushion?" Yang Ping asked Ma Gu.

Ma Gu told his husband: "Go and move the mattress and come out."

Magu's husband went to the house and brought out a mattress, a simple marching mattress.

"You lie down, it's very simple, an arch bridge and a flying swallow are all exercises for the lower back muscles. Lie down, flex your legs, yes, lift your waist and hips, slow down, lift up slowly, hold tight, Hold on for a while, then put it down slowly, and keep doing this exercise every day, starting from dozens to hundreds. Lie down again, yes, put your hands on both sides, lift your head, chest and legs, use your abdomen as support, and lift both ends, Stand straight, hold on, and let go slowly."

"It's that simple?" Number Two was a little disbelieving.

Yang Ping said: "It's simple, people don't pay attention to things that don't cost money, they think it's useless, they have to think that injections and medicines are okay."

"Understood, start practicing today." No. 2 was very confident.

What the provincial doctors say seriously will not be false.

Number three, a young man in his twenties, limped over.

"Why are you uncomfortable?" Yang Ping asked.

"Doctor, I want to see if there is a way to cure my leg so that I can walk without being lame?" No. 3 put one leg out, lowered his head and rolled up his pants.

Everyone burst into laughter.

"What's wrong with your leg?"

"When I was a child, I fell from a tree and broke. I didn't care, and I've been lame since then. Look, this leg is a little crooked and a little shorter."

Yang Ping got up, helped him check up, measured the force line and length of both lower limbs,

No. 3 asked worriedly, "Can it be cured? Now men can be turned into women. Is this easier for me?"

"Don't waste your time. If you have nothing else to do, let the people behind you see it. The doctor is busy, talking nonsense with you."

Some people were dissatisfied and felt that this kid deliberately made things difficult for other doctors.

"Yeah, don't make trouble, everyone is waiting."

Some people are anxious and keep urging.

"It can be cured, and the possibility of returning to normal is very high." Yang Ping leaned on the chair and took a sip of water.

There was an uproar in the crowd, can this be cured?

"Really?" Originally, the young man just asked, but he didn't report any hope. How could he know that the doctor said it could be treated, which was unthinkable in his dreams.

"Don't play with me? Doctor." The young man smiled wryly.

Yang Ping said: "You should have suffered a fracture of the tibia of the lower leg before, and then malunion, which caused the side to be too short. You can do surgical correction and resume normal walking."

The young man was a little dizzy: "How - how - orthopedic?"

"Extend the short leg until it is the same as normal." Yang Ping said naturally.

It's okay, now the medical technology is really advanced.

The young man was excited: "Is it convenient to leave a phone call? I will go to the provincial capital to find you, really, I want to treat this leg well."

Yang Ping took out a piece of paper and wrote a phone call to him.

He stood up, took the phone that Yang Ping wrote to him, and said to himself, "It can really be cured, it can really be cured."

Next.

A young woman, in her early twenties, sat in front of her: "Doctor, I—"

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Ping asked.

He didn't speak, blushed, and said, "I'm writing to you."

Yang Ping gave her paper and a pen.

She wrote: "I often have dysmenorrhea!"

Embarrassed, how can I say this, I quickly made a draft in my heart, not only to explain the disease, but also not to embarrass the girl.

I also know a little about the diseases of other departments, but I don't have the expertise of a specialist, so I also picked up a pen and prepared to write.

Xiao Su was at the side, took a peek at it, and almost didn't laugh out loud.

"It's raining!"

"It's raining!"

The crowd shouted.

The weather was fine just now, and the sun was a bit reluctant.

It rained suddenly.

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