Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic

Chapter 559: Chapter 256: Treating Deafness, Punk Kid Meets Violent Mom (Part 2)

It moves continuously as we speak, chew food, etc., automatically expelling dirt from the ear.

You can understand it as a spiral movement mechanism.

It is precisely because the ear has this special ability that ensures our ears are never blocked by earwax.

When the ear canal is blocked, the garbage inside cannot be expelled, new earwax continuously generates, and it will accumulate more and more, eventually turning into this large wax plug.

After much effort, a gigantic wax plug over two centimeters long was extracted.

The little girl showed an extremely comfortable expression.

"Don’t move, don’t move, let me take another look."

Li Jingsheng checked her again, cleaned out some small wax plugs, and finally finished the cleaning.

Then checked her left ear and found another large wax plug.

Just not as severely blocked as the right ear.

"Don’t use your finger to dig in your ears anymore. Our ears can automatically clean the dirt."

Li Jingsheng said to the little girl.

"Wow, I feel like I can hear so clearly!"

The little girl was full of joy.

"Did you hear what Dr. Li said? Let you not dig in your ears with your fingers anymore."

"Yes, yes!"

The little girl was already at this age, no longer liking to listen to parents’ nagging.

Finally, Li Jingsheng charged twenty yuan.

After sending off this patient, another new patient sat down.

This time it was a young guy in his twenties, with blue tattoos on his arm, only part exposed.

It seemed to be a dragon.

His hair dyed light yellow, grown long, already covering his ears.

Ears pierced with holes, wearing ear studs.

The skin looked quite fair.

Wearing ripped jeans, the upper body was a floral shirt. Accompanying him seemed to be his parents, looking like very honest ordinary workers.

Each with deeply wrinkled foreheads, faces full of worries.

Raising a son like this, which parent wouldn’t be anxious?

Children must be educated from an early age, after eleven it’s hard to teach them. They already have their own thoughts and ideas, won’t listen to many parental words.

If they reach the rebellious adolescent period of fourteen or fifteen, there’s even less to say.

Sometimes, it really is sowing what you reap.

Neglected education in childhood, in old age can only watch anxiously, secretly wiping tears.

"Doctor, please take a look, there seems to be a lump here."

The young guy spoke up first.

The area pointed to was the cheek.

You could see the left cheek like holding a piece of candy in the mouth, swollen to half an egg size.

"Smoking!"

After describing the condition, the young guy took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Li Jingsheng.

Directly placed it on the diagnostic table.

"Thank you, I don’t smoke."

Li Jingsheng quickly declined politely.

The young guy listened, didn’t mind, took up the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Behind him, his parents watched silently, seemingly long used to it.

"You can’t smoke in our clinic. Please cooperate."

Li Jingsheng said to the young guy.

"So many rules!"

The young guy took the cigarette out, clipped it to his ear. The movement was so skilled, truly amazing.

"Do you want betel nut?"

He always felt that offering Li Jingsheng something would make him better help with the diagnosis.

"Thank you, I don’t eat betel nut!"

Li Jingsheng had seen many people since he started practicing, but it was the first time meeting such a character.

The young guy, self-absorbed, pulled out a piece, expertly removing the black medicine in the middle of the betel nut, threw it into his mouth and chewed.

Bang!

His mother saw it, said nothing, gave a harsh blow on the back of his head.

"Hey, why are you hitting me?"

The young guy hurriedly blocked with his hand.

"People say eating betel nut causes cancer, your mouth is swollen, and you’re still eating this, wishing for a longer life or what?"

The young guy’s mom was fierce when scolding.

Heavy-handed when hitting too.

That slap on the back of the young guy’s head scared Li Jingsheng.

The back of the head has many important acupoints, blood vessels, nerves.

In martial arts or fight competitions, hitting the back of the head and private parts is forbidden.

This mom probably was so disappointed with her son, she hit so hard.

"So many people eat it, aren’t they fine? Look at the cigarette pack, it says smoking is harmful to health, don’t people still smoke? Can you stop hitting people all the time?"

The young guy was angry after being hit by his mom, but did not retaliate in kind.

From this, he was not at the point of no return.

At least he knew to respect his mom.

"Others smoke, that’s others. If I see you chewing betel nut again, I’ll hit you again."

As she spoke, the mom grabbed the pack of betel nut.

The young guy, intimidated by the big slap, could only obediently spit out the betel nut in his mouth.

He spat it out, first catching it with his hand, then forcefully throwing it.

Accurately flying into the trash can several meters away.

Those accustomed to societal habits, generally are like this.

Li Jingsheng said nothing throughout, nor stopped the young guy’s mother from hitting.

"Doctor, please take a look at my son, I’m just afraid the lump on his mouth is oral cancer. One of my relatives got oral cancer from eating betel nut, had half his tongue cut off, some of his cheek too."

The young guy’s mother pleaded.

Hitting her son just now, that was out of love.

In contrast, the young guy’s father stayed silent throughout, standing behind like a block of wood.

Sometimes, a family’s failure in educating children certainly has reasons.

"Let me measure your temperature first."