A parasitic mass is a clump-like structure formed by various types of intestinal parasites gathering and tangling in the intestinal cavity. Children are the most susceptible to mechanical bowel obstruction caused by this issue.
The most common parasite is the roundworm.
"Why didn't you bring the child to the hospital to get pagoda medicine?" Qin Qing asked the child's mother.
Children nowadays love drinking unboiled water, making them highly prone to intestinal roundworm infections.
The hospital regularly distributed pagoda medicine for free.
The mother replied awkwardly, "I've only been here for two months, so I'm not very familiar with these things."
The island had recently received two new batches of military dependents.
Most of them came from rural areas and had a hard time being aware of such issues.
After finishing his bowel movement, the child lay back down on the bed.
His complexion looked much better, no longer as pale as before.
Lin Zhilan massaged his stomach a bit, and he actually started dozing off adorably.
Several Western medicine doctors looked at each other, their expressions extremely complicated.
There was surprise, admiration, and naturally, a little bit of awkwardness.
The director of the internal medicine department walked up to Lin Zhilan and humbly asked, "Dr. Lin, can this medicine of yours be used for all patients with bowel obstruction?"
Bowel obstruction was considered an acute abdominal disease and was very difficult to handle.
Whether for internal medicine or surgery.
If traditional Chinese medicine could effectively treat this disease, it would truly be a great blessing for the hospital.
Lin Zhilan tucked the child in and said softly, "There are indeed prescriptions for bowel obstruction in traditional Chinese medicine, but it's hard for laymen to distinguish which type of blockage the patient has.
If used well, traditional Chinese medicine saves lives; if used poorly, it can kill. I don't dare to teach you blindly."
"Yes, yes, yes," the crowd quickly agreed.
As long as the child passed the obstruction, there wouldn't be any major problems afterward.
Lin Zhilan prepared to take Lin Zijun and Qin Qing back.
The child's mother called out to her, "Dr. Lin, how about we transfer the child to your traditional Chinese medicine department?"
The group of doctors fell silent.
There was nothing they could do; who told them to be less skilled?
Lin Zhilan said, "The child is basically fine now, but he has diarrhea and an abnormal electrolyte balance. It's more convenient to get IV drips here in the Western medicine department.
The doctors in our hospital are all very capable. You can't go wrong listening to them."
This was somewhat meant to save face for the Western medicine doctors.
The other doctors couldn't help but feel secretly grateful.
Back in the traditional Chinese medicine department, Qin Qing asked curiously, "Master, didn't you really find it smelly just now? I saw that your expression didn't change at all."
Lin Zhilan waved them over to whisper, "I was pretending. It makes me seem more like an expert."
Qin Qing: "..."
Lin Zijun: "..."
Having joked with her two apprentices, Lin Zhilan unhurriedly opened the medical record book and documented the little boy's treatment process.
...
Jiang Chengzhou's summer vacation finally came to an end.
When school started again, he, along with Li Xuan and Yan Yuan, skipped directly to the second grade upon the teacher's recommendation.
Little Linlin also had her own best friend.
Although Nannan was older than her, Nannan was currently very afraid of going out and socializing due to psychological issues, so she couldn't attend school for the time being.
But she wasn't afraid of Little Linlin; instead, she really liked following Little Linlin around.
In the family, everyone had their own things to do.
Life was very fulfilling, and the days slipped by like flowing water.
The island had experienced several typhoons this year, but none were severe, and they caused no casualties or property damage.
Even Liu Chunhua, who had stayed on the island the longest, said that this year had the most favorable weather.
Unfortunately, the biggest typhoon of the year happened to make landfall in Bao'an County, not far from Yangcheng.
Su Lang was sent there for disaster relief.
Bao'an County was a small coastal fishing village. The passage of this massive typhoon almost overturned more than half of the village.
Houses collapsed, fishing boats sank, and farmlands were flooded.
It was said that there were also quite a few casualties.
Once Su Lang left, he was gone for nearly half a month.
When Lin Zhilan heard that medical personnel could be dispatched there, she discussed it with the children, took two days off, and brought a medical kit, a change of clothes, and some food like bread to join the medical team heading to Bao'an County.
The area could simply be described as completely devastated.
Hearing that she had arrived, Su Lang ran over covered in mud to pick her up.
His gaze was complicated, but he didn't ask why she had come. Instead, he asked softly, "Are you tired?"
"What's tiring about taking a boat?"
Lin Zhilan looked around; there wasn't a single idle person nearby.
The adults were all busy with post-disaster reconstruction, clearing roads, digging out buried houses, and rebuilding homes.
The children helped out with small tasks on the side.
Most of the people here, just like those on the island, made a living by fishing. So they also had to repair their boats.
In short, the natural disaster had not defeated the people.
Su Lang first took her to his tent.
Lin Zhilan asked, "The houses here don't seem very sturdy. A slightly bigger typhoon could blow them down, right?"
Su Lang poured her a cup of hot water. "This is already considered good. It's too poor here. In the past, they lived in grass-thatched shacks. When a typhoon came, the entire home would be blown away. Now at least the main structure of the house remains; as long as the roof is repaired, people can move right back in."
Lin Zhilan opened the bundle she brought, took out the change of clothes, shoes, and socks, and handed them to him.
"When you have time, take a hot shower. Your clothes smell sour."
Su Lang took a few steps back with a smile on his face.
He had been wearing this outfit for seven or eight days.
It got wet, then dried, then got wet again.
It indeed didn't smell very good.
"You're not busy right now, are you? Wait for me here for a bit, I'll go take a shower first?" Su Lang asked her.
Lin Zhilan nodded slightly. "I took a leave to come here, but I still have to go help the medical team later. It's not that urgent though, you go shower first."
Su Lang picked up a bucket of water and went to the bathhouse in the back.
It was called a bathhouse, but it was actually just a small shed surrounded by large banana leaves.
He quickly rinsed off and changed into the clean clothes, shoes, and socks.
Lin Zhilan observed his tent. It was very neat; Su Lang probably didn't even have time to mess it up.
She took out the bread and used water from the thermos to mix two spoonfuls of malted milk extract for him.
As soon as Su Lang returned, she handed these to him. "Have something to eat first, you've lost weight."
Su Lang was indeed hungry. He put down his dirty clothes and reached for the bread and cup.
He first brought it to Lin Zhilan's lips. "You take a bite first."
Lin Zhilan glanced at him. "Alright, you just eat in peace. I'll go wash your clothes for you."
Su Lang stopped her. "No need, I'll wash them myself later in a jiffy."
Su Lang usually didn't let her wash his clothes, let alone these freshly taken-off ones that were dirty and smelly. He definitely wouldn't let Lin Zhilan touch them.
Lin Zhilan didn't force the issue.
She walked over to his bed and looked it over.
It was called a bed, but it was actually just a few wooden boards covered with some straw and a raincoat on top.
The typhoon had just passed, so the moisture in the air was heavy. The straw was damp and emitted a musty smell.
A small stove was built by the door, with two bundles of dry firewood placed next to it.
Half a small bag of grain rested on a stone, along with several lunchboxes engraved with names.
Lin Zhilan felt a pang of heartache.
"If I had known, I would have brought more things for you. This definitely won't be sorted out anytime soon, right?"
