Song Ci was carefully examining the sick pig in front of him.

The body temperature of the pig is very high, and as soon as it gets close, it feels a rush of heat, which is significantly higher than the body temperature of a person.

According to the records, the pig had burned to 40 degrees during the day, and had not eaten much for a day, and vomited several times, and the strength of humming was almost gone;

The sick pig's eyes have a lot of pus, and the eyelids are almost sticky, and the nose is runny, and the body is also trembling, and it can't get up when lying down, and it is uncomfortable to look at it with a hunched body and humming.

Song Ci didn't try to forcibly break the eyelids for the sick pig, this has to be washed with a potion, right?

She inspected the body of the sick pig inch by inch, regardless of whether it would be dirty.

Soon, with her extraordinary eyesight, she confirmed that there were some small bleeding spots on the skin of the pig's ear roots, abdomen, and medial thighs.

It is indeed not a simple summer heat, then it should be swine fever.

Song Ci took a branch to pull down the pig's vomit, and found that there was indeed suspected bleeding inside.

The symptoms of both pigs are similar, which is very bad.

Song Ci had a conclusion in his heart, but he was not too surprised.

The comrades at the technical station also have real skills, and there will be no outrageous misdiagnosis, it should be swine fever.

After Song Ci's preliminary inspection, he nodded solemnly at the adult next to him with a complicated face, signaling that she also had a positive opinion.

A look of disappointment appeared in Song Chunguang's eyes.

He said he didn't care, but he still had a little hope in his heart, what if it wasn't?

However, I have been sad for a day, and I have accepted this conclusion, and the disappointment is not serious.

Since it has been confirmed that it is an incurable swine fever, are you still playing here?

The two adults barely stabilized their emotions and went to look at Song Chun'an together.

In the end, they are aunts and uncles, and they are not as suitable as other people's fathers.

Song Chun'an's brows kept locking lightly, obviously strengthening his patience.

He didn't expect the squeamish girl to really do this.

That pig is so dirty, she is so close to it, and she still touches it?

His daughter hadn't played in the mud since she was a child!

Song Chun'an was in a complicated mood, both shocked and disgusted, but also a little admired.

His daughter is really ruthless to herself, and she really can't be ruthless to herself, and she really rushes to do something, and she doesn't care about anything else.

also follow her grandfather, the master who can play with life!

Song Chunan is not stupid, he can see the seriousness of his daughter, he can't stop it.

In other words, she can only stop it for a while, but she can't stop her, she will sneak behind his back and find a way to come again.

So why should he?

If the result is the same, he just provokes his daughter's dislike for nothing and hurts the relationship between father and daughter, so he won't do anything that doesn't benefit at all.

So Song Chunan didn't speak.

People's fathers don't speak, and it's not easy to say anything when they are aunts and uncles, so they just watch.

As a result, Song Ci spoke.

"Dad, you come to call the flashlight, Brother Huasheng should go home first, so as to save my brother and sister worry.

When you're hungry, eat first, and do your homework after eating, and we'll have to be busy for a while. ”

She went to the side of the bucket of clean water, and Ma Huasheng scooped water for her with a smile.

Song Ci said to Song Chunguang and the others:

"Auntie and uncle, stay for a while, and do me a favor. ”

Song Chunguang still didn't agree, and he kindled a wave of hope and asked:

"Bao'er, do you have a way?"

Song Ci replied vaguely:

"Just give it a try. ”

Even though Song Chunguang and his wife have little confidence in their little niece, the delusion in their hearts is constantly pinched.

Probably only when the pig is really dead and can't be saved, will it really die, right?

Ma Huasheng replied obediently, Ma Huayang is such a skinny boy, Ma Huajing alone can't be suppressed at all.

The three adults obeyed the order, and Song Chunan silently flashed the flashlight.

Song Chunguang and his wife carried the air dead wind lamp, went to prepare lime water, and then cleaned out a dry and refreshing place, ready to change the place for the pig to lie later;

It is also necessary to clean up and bury all the pickled materials on the ground to save aggravating the condition.

Fortunately, this is an abandoned lime kiln, which can be used locally, which is suitable.

During the cleaning work, Song Ci had already used his spiritual power to probe the body of the sick pig.

Sure enough, there was something strange about the blood, the location of those bleeding spots, and the cells and tissues were not very abnormal.

Song Ci silently pondered how to get the needle out later, whether it was better to directly discharge the problematic blood and lymphatic tissues from the body, or to migrate to the mouth and nose or the lower half of the body.

I didn't dwell on this question for long.

It is better to try to keep the benign parts that seem to be healthy and intact so far, and try to get as little infection as possible.

The general direction must be down, and Song Ci began to ponder again, or, how many knives to open?

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