The old lady Xiao hurriedly said: "Oh, I'm old and a little tired. I'll go home first. Remember to take a photo and send it to my WeChat as soon as the test result comes out."
In fact, Mrs. Xiao is not tired, she is really scared.
The old lady has lived until now, and what she fears most is death.
Anything related to death, or anything that might cause her to die or shorten her life, she would avoid and keep a respectful distance.
Now that she heard that her eldest son might have AIDS, the first thing she thought of was not her son's safety, but herself.
Xiao Changqian also knew what kind of person his mother was, sighed helplessly, and said, "It doesn't matter if you go back, but you have to give me some money, otherwise how can I pay the examination fee later, in case the doctor wants to give me money?" Prescribing medicine or something, and need medical expenses!"
As the old lady Xiao walked out, she said without turning her head, "Transfer 10,000 yuan to you through WeChat immediately, and tell me if it is not enough."
After finishing speaking, the person has already left the andrology department.
Xiao Changqian was very depressed. As his own mother, she behaved so selfishly at any time, and she never "disappointed" herself at all.
However, the most important question for him right now is to quickly confirm what diseases he has.
Gonorrhea and syphilis are not serious problems. The big deal is to spend more troubles and suffer more. As long as you don't get AIDS, everything will be fine.
He felt that if he really got AIDS, his life would be over, so he might as well just go home and kill Qian Hongyan...
Xiao Changqian stayed in the hospital for an afternoon and did a bunch of various tests. The final conclusion was almost the same as the doctor's initial judgment.
First, gonorrhea and syphilis are confirmed.
Secondly, urethritis is also very serious.
In addition, there are certain ulceration and suppuration.
Fortunately, I don't have AIDS.
Immediately afterwards, the doctor prepared a treatment plan for him, starting with a 14-day first-stage treatment cycle.
From today to the next 14 days, he has to come to the hospital for infusion every day, and he will infuse five or six bottles of infusion every day.
Xiao Changqian hurriedly asked: "Doctor, can the medicine relieve my itching today? To tell you the truth, I'm almost fucking itchy right now. It's so painful that I don't know what's going on. Itches, the more you scratch, the more itchy..."
The doctor said: "This kind of disease is very itchy. It is festered, suppurated and inflamed. In addition, the lesion is located in a sensitive area. It must be unbearable. This itching will be somewhat relieved."
As he said that, the doctor said again: "From now on, you must avoid seafood, spicy food, alcohol, and smoking, otherwise, the condition may aggravate."
When Xiao Changgan heard this, he immediately said to the doctor: "Doctor, I ate a dozen or twenty abalones for lunch and drank more than half a catty of Moutai. Is there anything wrong?"
After hearing this, the doctor immediately said with a stern face: "You don't want to die? Don't you know that these are hair products? You still eat seafood, you can't even eat kelp, do you know that?"
Xiao Changqian said with a mournful face: "Hey, I don't know. I want to know that I have these diseases. If you beat me to death, I dare not eat or drink..."
The doctor sighed and said, "Okay, there's nothing to treat today, so go back."
Xiao Changgan became anxious, and blurted out: "Why can't the doctor cure it today? I'm almost dying of itching, so please help me cure it quickly, or I will definitely scratch it to pieces!"
The doctor shook his head and said, "The treatment of your disease requires a lot of antibiotic injections, but you have been drinking, how can you inject antibiotics? Have you ever heard of a disulfiram-like reaction? The cephalosporin antibiotics go in here, and the other side immediately If you react, it will kill you, do you want to itch for another day, or do you want to explain it here today?"
Xiao Changqian was about to cry.
You can't take medicine for itching like a bird. Isn't this killing yourself? JrNovels.com