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Why do you need Poria water?

That's because pediatric viral encephalitis will increase intracranial pressure, so Poria cocos water should be used to reduce the child's increased intracranial pressure.

But why should this question be explained to such a hostile peer?

The reason why I debated and answered with him before was because Jiang Huijia needed to sort out her thoughts while arguing and answering.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to syndrome differentiation and treatment, and diseases like viral encephalitis have not been treated by Jiang Huijia in modern times, but at that time, most of the methods she used were the combination of Chinese and Western medicine.

It is better to use traditional Chinese medicine to strengthen the foundation, but when it comes to reducing intracranial pressure, if it is in modern times, Jiang Huijia will inject mannitol into the child.

However, in ancient times, there was no concept that pediatric viral encephalitis would increase intracranial pressure, and in this case, medication needed to be carefully considered.

Doctor Zhong saw that Jiang Huijia didn't answer his question, but he didn't ask any more.

He stood in silence, staring at Jiang Huijia Kaifang.

Jiang Huijia is not afraid of people's eyes, Chinese medicine is ever-changing, how can she understand it by looking at one or two prescriptions?

She kept writing and added a few more flavors of medicine in a row.

Add chai hu to help reduce fever, add parsnip, cicada to stop shock, add bamboo ru to reduce inversion and stop vomiting, add dandelion, purple flower and diding to cool blood and detoxify, add ginseng to help correct and solidify the foundation, etc., and finally she paused, and added licorice to reconcile the medicines.

She has carefully considered the dosage of each herb on the prescription, how to match, how to divide the monarch and the minister, all of them are profound. After the recipe was written, Jiang Huijia handed it directly to Tan Yuanniang.

Tan Yuanniang took it and instructed a girl beside her: "Go and grab the medicine!"

The girl took the prescription and ran.

Jiang Huijia put aside the pen and paper and came to Jin Xiaolang's bed again.

The child is still asleep, and the phlegm in his throat is still ringing.

He was very restless, his breathing and heartbeat were very rapid.

Jiang Huijia lifted his small quilt a little, came to untie his clothes again, and asked someone to open the window for ventilation.

Tan Yuanniang at this time is that she believes everything she says, and only orders people to do it at the moment.

Jiang Huijia took the needle bag and wanted to prick Jin Xiaolang with a needle.

The prescription she prescribed just now could only guarantee that Jin Xiaolang's condition would be initially controlled, but because Jin Xiaolang had been ill for too long, it was impossible for him to bear it.

If it is just medication, even if his current symptoms such as fever, convulsions, vomiting, and drowsiness can gradually improve, his intelligence will inevitably be damaged!

But Jiang Huijia didn't make a move, since she did, how could she watch such a young child lose her intelligence and become an idiot before the excitement of her life began?

Jiang Huijia took out the silver needle, and said at this time: "Mrs. Jin, this needle is very important, and it is better to ask the rest of the people to avoid it for the time being." ”

Seeing that Tan Yuanniang seemed to be hesitant, Jiang Huijia said again: "If Mrs. is not at ease, she can stay, but she can only keep Mrs. more." ”

Tan Yuanniang immediately ordered everyone to go out, and looked at Jin Songyuan again, with a compelling expression: "Jin Erlang, are you going by yourself, or are you waiting for me to ask someone to force you to go?"

Jin Songyuan's face was really thick, his eyes rolled, and he smiled: "Sister-in-law acted upside down today, don't regret it in the future." As he spoke, he glanced at Dr. Zhong.

Soon everyone withdrew one after another, except for Jin Xiaolang, only Tan Yuanniang and Jiang Huijia were left.

Tan Yuanniang was very nervous, but she didn't stay by the bedside anymore. She walked to the table on the side and sat down, and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Jiang, please give a needle, I won't bother you." ”

As she spoke, she closed her mouth, and sure enough, she was very quiet, and she didn't bother Jiang Huijia at all.

Jiang Huijia pinched the silver needle in her hand, her mind concentrated.

The whole person seems to have entered a strange realm again.

What she wants to show Jin Xiaolang this time is a set of needle techniques evolved from the thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate.

The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is a legendary needle method, which has been said to be miraculous since it has been handed down.

There are even people who combine the thirteen needles of the ghost gate with the yin and yang ghosts and gods, thinking that the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are the magic of the Xuanmen, which can not only dispel diseases, but also eliminate evil!

Of course, in fact, the thirteen needles of the ghost gate are indeed magical.

This kind of magic is not because this set of acupuncture can really cure ghosts, but because this set of acupuncture methods does work wonders when applied to the mysterious brain domain.

Jiang Huijia wants to reopen her wisdom for Jin Xiaolang this time, and she does not hesitate to use the thirteen needles of the ghost gate!

You must know that Zheng Qiniang's madness can actually also be treated with thirteen needles from the ghost gate. If Jiang Huijia is willing to really take action last time, she may not be able to eradicate the root of Zheng Qiniang's madness.

When facing Zheng Qiniang, she can be hard-hearted. But when facing Jin Xiaolang, she couldn't do it.

Jiang Huijia took a deep breath and suddenly made a move!

Ghost seal, ghost palace, ghost cave, ghost base, ghost road, ghost market, ghost hall, ghost pillow, ghost heart, ghost leg, ghost letter, ghost camp, ghost hide, ghost minister.

This is the Thirteen Devil's Cave.

Jiang Huijia's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and although her perception beyond ordinary people could not be opened directly at this moment, as the needle continued, her mind seemed to be more wonderful.

The needle is like thunder and lightning, and suddenly it is like flowing water.

Gradually, Jiang Huijia's forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Tan Yuanniang, who was sitting on the side, was dazzled.

She originally pretended to be calm and stayed aside, but she was reluctant to keep silent, but in fact, the torment in her heart had already reached a limit.

Tan Yuanniang never knew that there was such a stitch in this world.

Jiang Huijia started to walk with needles, whether it was like a dense rain and a frightened wind, or Xu was like a spring breeze coming slowly, it was wonderful, but it made her a layman look at it and dance for it.

Tan Yuanniang's heart suddenly gave rise to a huge hope, and she no longer doubted it.

At this moment, she was deeply convinced that the woman in front of her would definitely be able to rejuvenate her and heal Lin Xiaolang for her!

Time passed and the sky was getting dark.

Jiang Huijia is still doing needles.

And Song Yi in the examination room was writing hard.

The scriptures are not difficult for him, and Moyi is also difficult for him.

On the contrary, at night, the heat of the day drops, and the cool breeze gradually rises, which makes it quite difficult to endure.

Song Yi put on more clothes on his body, but he felt that it was okay.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of Jiang Huijia.

Although it is a bit out of place, but the word emotion, if it is controlled by reason, then it is not called emotion.

After a night of negligence, Song Yi cheered up again and continued the exam.

Four Books and Five Classics, a subset of scriptures and histories.

Words are like flowing water, and poetry is like songs.

The day and night in the examination room seem to be extremely long, and it seems to be extremely short.

When the bell chime rang and the test papers were handed in, Song Yi came out of the examination room in a flutter.

There was a little stirring in his heart, and it was all difficult to describe at this time.

"Song Langjun!" the mule cart driver who had been scheduled the day earlier beckoned on the side of the road.

Song Yifeng's eyes lit up, walked quickly, got into the car, and immediately said: "Hurry up, send me back immediately!" (To be continued.) )