Gao Ming smiled at her and said, "It's okay. www.biquge.info I am a doctor. Know how to do it. ”

Jin Meng explained Gao Ming's words, and the old woman stepped aside in silence.

Gao Ming reached out and put his hand on the patient's wrist and carefully checked his pulse.

The poisonous roar carried by the ghost face mosquito has been treated by the soldiers and now has experience, and the location of its bite will leave traces. At first, it is the same as a small bag after a normal mosquito bite, but over time, the color of the bite will become bright red.

For example, the mosquito bites on the soldiers who were still waiting in the Jiangcheng Military Region Hospital were already red when Gao Ming went to be treated with life-sustaining injections, and the color was slightly lighter when Gao Ming finished applying the needles.

This change in the color of the wound as the toxin is suppressed is also surprising to the academicians, which is a phenomenon that is difficult to explain in Western medical philosophy.

And now the old farmer's bitten packet is as red as a southern red bean, and according to the experience he has gained from the soldiers, he has been bitten for more than two days.

If he didn't find a special drug, he wouldn't be able to survive a day. Gao Ming's mood became very heavy, he could use the life-sustaining needle method to suppress it, but how many could he save?

After taking the pulse, Gao Ming said to Jia Sisi: "You can also come and see, by the way, try not to touch the patient's wound." ”

Since Jia Sisi is his future junior sister, he also wants to see what she is capable of as a girl who is called a genius by her grandfather, and by the way, let her feel the horror of this biological virus.

Jia Sisi understood, and also stepped forward, but did not reach out to check the pulse like Gao Ming, but reached out to open the old farmer's eyelids to observe carefully, and then look at the face, and finally lightly reached out to the old farmer's cheek, the old farmer who had been trismus closed his mouth slightly open, revealing the coating of his tongue.

The little girl's hand is much more convincing than Gao Ming's quiet trumpet just now. The old woman's dark gaze flashed to the side.

Nalan Jingruo's eyes wandered, revealing a trace of curiosity, she could also see the little girl's move, it should be regarded as the hope in "looking, hearing, asking, and cutting" in traditional Chinese medicine, but can it really be solved just by looking?

Speaking of which, Nalan Jingruo still trusts Gao Ming's pulse more, after all, Gao Ming once saved the poisoned woman who was basically sentenced to death, and has a preconceived concept.

Gao Ming smiled slightly, Jia Sisi naturally used her Jia family's unique secret "Wangzi Formula", even characters like the old man were full of praise for the "Wangzi Formula", and took the initiative to find the door to learn and communicate, it is conceivable that this "Wangzi Formula" is amazing.

Through a large number of medical practices, TCM has gradually realized that the external body of the body, especially the face and tongue, and the relationship between the tongue coating and the viscera is very close. If there is a change in the yin and yang qi and blood of the viscera, it will inevitably be reflected on the body surface. As stated in "The Corpse? The "Visceral Chapter" says: "Look at the external response, so as to know the internal organs, then you will know the disease."

Gao Ming also learned this kind of "hope syndrome" from the old man, and knew that the ancestors of the Jia family carried forward the "hope disease" on the basis of traditional Chinese medicine, and developed a further "hope that is judged by the face". Through the five senses, you can see through the internal organs, which is also a must in Chinese medicine.

And the little girl, from the surface, still performs well.

But in the end, it depends on her judgment.

It wasn't until a moment later that Jass nodded at Gao Ming and stepped aside, indicating that she was optimistic and had a conclusion.

Gao Ming asked, "What do you think?" ”

"The patient's vitality is absent, the pulse is like frivolity, and the liver and lungs are extremely hot. We have to get rid of the fever first, or he'll die. Jass said flatly.

"However, we need to detoxify before we can reduce the fever." A look of distress appeared on Jassi's face, and she continued.

"Doctor Gao, please save them." Hearing Jia Sisi say this, Jin Meng's face showed a trace of despair, and he pleaded.

When he got home, he learned that his father had also started to have a high fever, and the symptoms were exactly the same. He put all his hopes on Gao Ming.

"This ghost-faced mosquito is poisonous, you have made it clear. We even know what poison is. But where is the medicine? What exactly is the drug? Nalan Jingruo also showed a wry smile on her face.

Yes, they are facing such a problem.

They know what the poisoning is, they know the symptoms of the toxin attack, and they even know that there is a cure for it. However, there is no antidote to the virus.

It's like a provocation by a peerless master. You know who he is, you know what he's good at, and you know how he's going to play the sword. However, when he swings his sword, you still can't dodge it.

"There are so many people, it is impossible to be inferior to a mosquito. Rest assured, medicine we will find. Gao Ming said calmly. Let's go. When we go back and discuss it, we can always think of a way. Perhaps, there may be some progress on the side of Western medicine. ”

I couldn't think of a good way for a while, so I could only go back and discuss it first.

As soon as a group of people walked out of the gate of the small courtyard of the infected patient, they heard a sudden loud cry from the dark woods in front of them.

"Xiao Erhei, you bastard, you bastard, you can't learn well, let Lao Tzu go out to find you every day, provoke Lao Tzu, catch you and roast you."

"Who is this? So fierce? Jass was startled.

glanced at Jin Meng, who was accompanying him with some fear, and involuntarily leaned towards Gao Ming's side.

The people here are so terrible that they want to roast people when they are angry, and they have to use them for wine? This scene of automatic brain supplementation made the little girl feel like she was about to get pregnant---- she wanted to vomit.

Seeing that Gao Ming and Nalan Jingruo's questioning eyes were cast on him, Jin Meng said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry for a few, I'm scaring you." This is the shepherd of our village, ----- big golden stick, born with a head without strings, and is crazy all day long. Without a father or mother, without a wife or children, and without any other work, he was responsible for raising sheep on a small farm in our village. ”

"Oh, who is that little Erhei? His henchman? It's pitiful to follow a fool. Justis asked.

She can't escape the terrifying images of her brain now.

"It was a one-year-old calf that he didn't know where he got it from, very naughty, as long as it was out of the barn, it ran all over the mountains all day long, not to mention that the big golden stick wanted to roast it, even I wanted to kill it and eat meat." Jin Meng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"How cute the pony is, you can't do that to it." Jass stuck out her tongue, blushing at the terrifying picture she had just made up in her head, and naturally had to find a step for herself.

That's what you don't know that guy did, whose rice hasn't been harmed by it, Jin Meng thought silently. But of course he didn't say this, he knew that it was useless to say this to the people of the city, and they would also stand on the side of the horse. Didn't they leave the ponies how?

"By the way, doesn't that Zhao Da stick have a fever?" Gao Ming nodded and asked casually.

"He burns a ball, it stinks all over his body, and mosquitoes are not so rare that they bite him." Jin Meng was also familiar with Gao Ming during this time, and replied casually.

Gao Ming's footsteps paused.