A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

After driving for a stick of incense, the carriage stopped slowly. Song Qinghan jumped out of the car, looked up at the grand mansion door in front of him, and thought that this family seemed to have a higher status than Zhu Gao, but he didn't know why he lived there. in such a remote place.

The boy at the door saluted respectfully after seeing Mr. Zhu, and the housekeeper who got the news came out quickly and said happily, "Master Zhu, my master was still thinking about you just now!"

Zhu Lao smiled, glanced at Song Qinghan, and introduced: "I invited this..."

"Song Qinghan." Song Qinghan answered aloud.

"Yes, yes, Doctor Song! Take us to see your master!" Zhu Lao looked a little embarrassed, it took so long to know Song Qinghan's name.

The smile on the housekeeper's face froze, and he looked at Song Qinghan calmly, seeing that he didn't look like a genius doctor, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "My lord, this shouldn't be said by a villain. But...you know the character of the master. Every time I see a doctor, I feel sad for a long time. If I hadn't seen many doctors there before but failed, I wouldn't have moved here in a hurry... .”

Zhu Lao put away the expression on his face, nodded calmly, and said in a low voice: "Of course I know, but this time is different from the past. Doctor Song may give a different result."

After he said that, the housekeeper naturally couldn't persuade him any more. He bent down and led the two of them in, walked through the long corridor, and walked towards the innermost part of the yard.

Song Qinghan followed behind, looking at the courtyard while walking, seeing the exquisiteness of the flying eaves, walls, water pavilions and terraces. Thinking of the "move here in a hurry" that the housekeeper just said, he was even more curious about the identity of the owner of the courtyard.

Regardless of whether the yard is newly built or newly purchased, it can be seen that the owner of the yard has extraordinary wealth.

Such a person has a tumor that is dubbed an "incurable disease". I don't know how painful it is?

But unlike what he had expected, the owner of the yard did not appear to have been tortured by illness for a long time, but was exactly the same as in the painting, looking calm and indifferent.

It's just that when he saw an outsider, the owner of the yard seemed to be surprised, but he didn't ask any questions. He just waited quietly for Mr. Zhu to explain to him.

Mr. Zhu seemed a little embarrassed, and introduced Song Qinghan's identity again. Seeing that the owner of the yard frowned slightly, he explained: "Su'er, you should have heard about my grandson's illness. He can go to the field today. Yes, it's Dr. Song's credit."

Zhai Su looked a little surprised, looked carefully at Song Qinghan, finally nodded slowly, and said softly: "Then there is Doctor Lao Song."

He didn't seem to have any hope for this consultation. This was good news for Song Qinghan. After all, he was not fully sure. If the patient lowered his expectations, he didn't have to worry about how to comfort the patient afterwards.

Seeing that he was holding the baby and was not moving well, Mr. Zhu took the initiative to take the little stone that was still in the dreamland, looked down for a while, then raised his head and smiled at Zhai Su: "This little doll looks a bit like you, it must be fate." .”

Zhai Su smiled lightly, as if she didn't take Zhu Lao's words to heart, glanced at Xiao Shitou indifferently, and then focused all her attention on Song Qinghan.

After Song Qinghan washed his hands, he dried them with a clean handkerchief, said "I'm sorry" to Zhai Su, and began to flip his tumor with his hands.

This movement seemed to be beyond Zhai Su's expectations, he subconsciously avoided it, but Song Qinghan's hand had already grasped his tumor precisely, his expression froze, he pursed his lips, and gradually relaxed his body , let Song Qinghan move.

Forget it, you've been watched, so are you still worried about being touched?And touching this thing, it is not him who should be worried, but the young doctor.

With a solemn expression, Song Qinghan looked at the tumor under Zhai Su's chin several times, and saw that there was a clear boundary between the tumor and the surrounding skin, and asked, "My lord, what's unusual about your tumor on weekdays? Like pain or itching?"

Zhai Su shook her head very positively and said: "There is nothing unusual, except that it feels in the way, it is no different from other places."

Song Qinghan nodded, feeling that the situation was better than he expected. After pondering for a while, he reconfirmed: "At the beginning, this tumor was only the size of a thumb, wasn't it?"

Zhai Su saw that he hadn't shown the "hopeless" expression yet, a little hope lit up in his eyes, he recalled it carefully, and said with certainty: "That's right, when I was washing my face one day, I touched a protruding small bag, This tumor was discovered."

Hmm... That's the hyperplasia of its own tissue, so far it seems that there is no sign of disease.

Song Qinghan continued to ask while thinking: "Is there any other place in the body that feels uncomfortable? If there is, it must be recuperated first."

There was a touch of emotion in Zhai Su's eyes, as if he didn't expect Song Qinghan to say such a word to him.

He touched his stomach hesitantly, and said slowly: "These days my stomach is not feeling well, I have no appetite for anything to eat, and I even vomited once last night, I have already asked the doctor to see it, and said that it was caused by a fire and a cold, It will be fine in a few days.”

Song Qinghan nodded knowingly, and said to Zhai Su with a relaxed expression: "Then you should recuperate for a few days first, and come to me after the rest of your body is fine."

After speaking, he looked up at Zhu Lao and asked if he could leave.

Zhu Lao was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he pointed at Song Qinghan and then at Zhai Su, and said inexplicably, "This, this is the end? Doctor Song, Su'er..."

Song Qinghan said honestly: "At present, it seems that his tumor should be benign and can be surgically removed, but I need to observe it for a few more days, and when the diagnosis is confirmed, I will tell you the precautions for surgery."

Although there were several modern medical terms in his words, Zhu Lao and Zhai Su understood the general meaning, and their expressions looked a little moved.

Zhu Lao and Zhai Su looked at each other, seeing hope rising in each other's eyes, and knowing that the other party had the same meaning as their own, they said in unison: "Okay! Then we will wait for the good news from Doctor Song!"

Song Qinghan nodded, washed his hands, took the small stone, greeted Zhai Su, and turned to leave.

After leaving the door, Mr. Zhu finally couldn't maintain his composure, and said excitedly: "Doctor Song! You are a miracle doctor! After Su'er got this disease, it can be said that she has visited the north and south of the country in the past ten years and asked all the famous people about it. Many doctors say that there is no cure, only God's will, and you are the first person to say that his disease can be cured!"

Zhu Lao became more and more excited, and Song Qinghan's pressure increased. After all, he could not fully confirm that Zhai Su's tumor had no signs of disease. , are all narrated by the patient, each person's feelings are different, and there will inevitably be errors, so he proposed to observe for a few more days to increase his confidence.

Seeing that Song Qinghan only smiled modestly and didn't speak, Mr. Zhu realized his concerns and asked hesitantly, "Dr. Song, is there something to worry about?"

Song Qinghan was not polite, and said directly: "Indeed, after all, all operations have risks. Although I can do it, it takes a few days to think about whether I can take this risk. From the perspective of this adult, I am afraid that it is allowed There's not even an iota of risk there."

Even setting aside the risks he would encounter during the operation, the condition of the tumor itself is very complicated, and whether it will recur after surgery is beyond his control alone.

Zhu Lao paused, and suddenly sighed deeply, as if someone poured a basin of cold water, he became calm all of a sudden, and said slowly: "Since Su'er got sick, she has been avoiding her. Xianggong, thinking back then, the two of them were so loving, they were a match made in heaven, but in the end they ended up like this, I believe that even if she knew that her illness could not be cured, Su'er would still be willing to remove the obstructive tumor Next, in exchange for a chance to meet his husband!"

Song Qinghan was touched and said in surprise: "Why is this so? Can't you see your husband if you have a tumor? But he is worried that he will be abandoned by his husband?"

Thinking of the two people who were in love forcibly suppressing the thoughts in their hearts and forcing themselves not to meet each other, Song Qinghan couldn't help but shook his head, feeling a little pity.

This is ten years!How many decades of life can be wasted?

Zhu Lao also shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "No, it's because of Su'er's personality. Don't look at him on the surface, but he is actually a very thoughtful person, otherwise he wouldn't... All in all, his husband has been waiting for him, but he is determined to get rid of the tumor before he is willing to come out to meet people."

After hearing Zhu Lao's words, Song Qinghan had a general understanding of Zhai Su's character, and he let go of the stone in his heart a little.

If this is the case, I believe that as long as Zhai Su agrees to the operation, he will not be blamed for the unexpected situation that may occur after the operation.

In this way, he can only think about things related to the operation, and he doesn't need to waste his mind on what he has and what he doesn't have.