Song Ci was a little embarrassed.

Asthma is not like bleeding from a trauma, she just needs to find a way to stop the bleeding temporarily and wait for someone else to take over further treatment.

There are many causes of asthma, the internal causes are inherited in families, and the external causes are many possibilities, which have to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis.

The latter is somewhat similar to allergies, you have to find the allergen, and then isolate it first, relieve the symptoms, and then carry out targeted desensitization treatment.

For example, some people are allergic to seafood, some people are allergic to pollen, etc., these are okay to say, avoid eating these foods, or wear a mask when you go out, you can also isolate.

What if you're allergic to cold air?

Oh, it's asthma.

Moving to a place with a warm climate after the change of seasons?

With the specific example of Song Gaoli now, can it work?

Song Ci felt that this path would not work, so he had to find another way.

She really wanted to say that her needle prick is really not omnipotent, for example, she can't take inflammation now, it is better to take medicine to treat the effect.

But with Song Zhao's trusting eyes, she really couldn't say anything to refuse.

Let's bite the bullet.

Song Ciya bit his heart and sank, trying to muster up his courage.

First, use mental energy to remove the fluid secreted by the patient's respiratory system and relieve the symptoms;

Then go up to the mountain to collect wild herbs and slowly recuperate your body.

Anyway, there is a teacher who gives her a back-up, and it is not difficult to figure out a cheap and effective formula.

But asthma patients need to rest well, Song Gaoli's ancestors and grandchildren depend on each other, and they are both backbone people who refuse to eat the food they come from, as long as their hands and feet can move, they will not accept other people's relief.

At this time, he asked the old man to recuperate at home, and put all the burden of supporting the family on the little grandson, and he couldn't agree.

What's more, with his composition, he must accept forced labor to reform, even if the captain is willing to give them the back door, they will be anonymously reported by others, and there is still a lot of trouble.

Thinking about it, Song Ci was really embarrassed.

She has always been an active mind, and thinking about so much is only a blink of an eye.

was still captured by Song Zhao, who knew her well enough.

The half-grown boy's face turned white. Hassle-free

"What, what's the matter? It's serious, and you can't cure it?"

Song Gaoli turned his head and overflowed a series of uncontrollable coughs, so panicked that Song Zhao hurriedly rubbed his back, but was shocked to find that his grandfather coughed up blood!

"Grandpa!"

"I'm fine, don't make a fuss. ”

Song Gaoli gently pushed away the panicked grandson, looked at Song Ci with a wide look, and asked in a low voice:

"Good boy, don't be afraid, I'm an old problem, it's not so easy to treat, but it can't kill anyone.

Don't listen to Song Zhao, he just cares about it. I know my body, it's okay. ”

Song Zhao was flustered and weak, and he didn't want to say:

"You're coughing up blood!"

Song Ci hurriedly interjected and said:

"Don't shout, be quiet, don't invite people. ”

She also used her mental power to carefully examine the old man's lungs, trachea, bronchi, throat and other parts, and felt that he was right, it was indeed only sick, but it was far from life-threatening.

Song Zhao was about to cry, turned around twice in place, and couldn't help asking:

"What the hell is going on, you talk!"

Song Ci glanced at him, and after finding out the situation in the old man's body, he skillfully took out a silver needle and inserted it, and at the same time used his spiritual power to urge and force, and the old man opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloodshot phlegm.

"The trachea is inflamed and swollen, causing difficulty breathing, and phlegm in the lungs causes a long-term cough, which in turn leads to frequent friction in the throat and other parts, and capillary rupture and bleeding. ”

Probably so, right?

Song Ci stubbornly endorsed the book, and in order to prove that he was not talking nonsense, he pricked him with another needle, and then forced out a few mouthfuls of phlegm.

Song Gaoli took a deep breath comfortably, and his whole body relaxed.

"Immediate, little friendly skills. ”

Song Ci was promoted two levels in an instant, but he was not proud.

When it comes to her year-old friend, that's something to say. Compared to the one in the Forbidden City who has just become ancient, the old man in front of him is not enough to see.

Song Ci bent the corners of his mouth inscrutablely, then withdrew the silver needle, and looked at the needle eye that was rapidly oozing blood on the old man's loose skin, and there was another toothache.

I have to put learning injection techniques from nurses on the agenda, is it okay to always prick and bleed?