Chapter 169: Reprimand

fever, malaise, loss of appetite, sore throat, cough...... The symptoms that Lu Shaoyun is showing today are all the same as those of a patient suffering from typhoid fever in the early stages of his illness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 But fortunately, Xia Shuanghan had already been prepared to deal with it according to the doctor's instructions, so now, she didn't panic in the slightest.

"Although I don't know medical skills and can't help you diagnose the diagnosis through pulse diagnosis, since you haven't caught a cold in the past few days, it is impossible for you to be infected with wind cold, so I think it should be typhoid fever."

As he spoke, he withdrew the hand that was covering Lu Shaoyun's forehead to take his temperature, and Xia Shuanghan, who was hidden behind the gauze mask, said in a vague voice: "Chai Hu and Hanxiao have gone to Dr. Shen now, once they are diagnosed, let's continue to act according to the doctor's instructions!" ā€

Chai Hu and Hanxiao were the brothers and sisters who were rescued by Lu Shaoyun outside the customs and brought back to the capital, and at the same time, they also let them take care of his "murderous house" located in the upper reaches of the Huitong River in the spring and summer of last year.

On the afternoon of the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month, when the news that Lu Shaoyun might be infected with typhoid fever and had to be quarantined in the next month was transmitted back to the Dingguo Mansion, Lu Xiaoqing, who heard that his favorite grandson had an accident, wanted to take people into the village to take over the work of taking care of Lu Shaoyun in the next few days.

It's just that Lu Shijie, who couldn't allow his elderly father to risk his life, firmly stopped him.

"Dad, you don't know how to use medical skills, and even if you enter the village, you can't help Tingxuan, so according to your son, you might as well send the brothers and sisters Chai Hu and Hanxiao, who came to ask for your life, saying that they were going to take care of Tingxuan no matter what, into the village, and you yourself took your relatives to stay at the post station in front of Baixiang Mountain. After all, in this way, the village has its own people to take care of Tingxuan, but if they say that they have any needs, you can better purchase or transfer Tingxuan outside, right? ā€

Hearing his son's words, Lu Xiaoqing, who thought that what Lu Shijie said was indeed reasonable, finally gave up his impulsive and reckless decision, and quickly sent Chai Hu and Hanxiao to Guanzhuang Village. Therefore, at this moment, the two brothers and sisters, who heard Li Qinglan's anxious cry of "Princess, it's not good", could rush out of the small courtyard of the farmhouse to find Shen Fanyi as soon as possible.

"All the sick and potentially infected people in the village are assigned according to the head and handed over to different doctors for treatment. Although the number of people taken over by Dr. Shen is the same as that of other doctors, but he can't stand that many of them are seriously ill, thinking about it, even if it is getting late now, he must not have rested in the room assigned to him, but is still busy in the house of unknown people, Chai Hu and Hanxiao, the two of them have to be found. ā€

On the side, Lu Shaoyun, who looked a little sluggish uncontrollably because of the onset of his illness, was sitting at the head of the bed and whispering weakly; On the side of the room, outside the closed door, Wen Xueying's noisy and unrelenting noise suddenly came.

"Li Qinglan, get out of the way, I want to go in to see Lu Shaoyun, don't get in my way!" Outside the small space and poorly furnished room, Wen Xueying, who had already fallen asleep in her own room, immediately reacted when she was woken up by Li Qinglan and opened her sleepy eyes, and caught a glimpse of Xia Shuanghan's back neatly dressed and rushing out of the house in a hurry-Lu Shaoyun had an accident.

It's just that before she hurriedly got up, put on her coat and boots, and then pushed open the door and quickly ran outside the house where Lu Shaoyun was, Li Qinglan had already taken the lead in following Xia Shuanghan's order that "no one who wears clothes and hats according to the doctor's instructions will not be allowed to enter", and guarded the entrance and exit with the door closed.

Therefore, when Wen Xueying, who didn't even wear a mask, ran to the steps in front of the door, she was naturally stopped by Li Qinglan.

"Xia Shuanghan, don't go too far, don't forget, Lu Shaoyun is not your husband now! So, you don't have the right to have someone stop me and let me go in to see him! ā€

In terms of force, in Li Qinglan's eyes, Wen Xueying, who was completely vulnerable, could not break through his defense line and forcibly break into the house, so Wen Xueying, who knew that at this moment, it was more useful to use her mouth than her hands, so she jumped up and down and yelled at the people in the house.

Inside the house, Xia Shuanghan, who heard Wen Xueying's babbling noise, quickly walked to the door and opened the door with a "creak". Standing on the three steps of the door, she looked down at Wen Xueying slightly, and saw a fleeting stunned and the ensuing urgency and anxiety in her eyes.

"Wen Xueying, do you want to die like that?!"

Gragging Wen Xueying's back collar hard, Xia Shuanghan threw her back to the bottom of the steps in the blink of an eye, staring coldly at her staggering figure who took a few steps back, and said coldly and angrily: "You want to go in to see Tingxuan, I don't object to this, but can I ask you not to be so stupid, and break in without taking any protective measures?" ā€

"You keep saying that the purpose of your stay is to take care of Ting Xuan after he becomes ill, so please take care of your health and make yourself a useful person?"

"You're not afraid of death, and you don't care if you run in like this and get typhoid fever, I don't have an opinion on this, but if you want to die, please go farther, okay? Because, I really don't want to face a guy like you who specializes in helping people and dragging their feet when there are not enough people now. ā€

"Summer frost cold! You! Finally stabilized his body at the foot of the steps, raised his head and glared at Wen Xueying who was cold in the summer, and wanted to say a few words of rebuttal to block the other party back. It's a pity that no matter how unwilling she is to round her cheeks, the facts are in front of her, and she has no defensible reason to refute and fight back. So in the end, she had nothing to say, so she reluctantly swallowed the breath blocked in her chest.

Just when Wen Xueying, who was angry, turned back to the house to put on a mask and a smock, Chai Hu and Hanxiao, who had already found the person she was looking for, hurriedly pushed open the courtyard door and led Shen Fanyi to the house of Li Qinglan, who was standing at the door with a sinking face. And the diagnosis made by Dr. Shen after entering the house also confirmed that Lu Shaoyun's current symptoms were indeed caused by typhoid fever.

"Well, now that I've been diagnosed, I finally don't need to hang my heart anymore." He withdrew his right hand to diagnose the pulse, turned to Shen Fanyi, who was standing on the side of the bed, and said, "Next, continue to act according to the doctor's instructions!" In particular, we must not forget the two items of opening windows for ventilation and fumigating the house with white vinegar every day, after all, they are closely related to the health of those of you who are not sick. ā€

"Yes, I will do what the doctor tells me."

Xia Shuanghan, who nodded yes, took a step to send the exhausted Shen Fanyi out of the house, and then said with concern before sending him out of the hospital: "Doctor Shen, you also have to pay attention to take care of your body, if you are tired, we will all lose our backbone." So, don't do the work you can assign to the people below. ā€

"Knowing the girl, I will take care of my body." Elder Fan Fanyi, who smiled indifferently, patted Xia Shuanghan's shoulder and said, "Come into the house quickly, it's cold outside, be careful of catching a cold", and then turned around with the medicine box and left bathing in the fluttering snowflakes.

In the next seven days, Lu Shaoyun, whose condition gradually worsened, began to show symptoms of a stepwise rise in body temperature. When his body temperature no longer continued to rise, but remained in a state of high fever that did not go away, the typical manifestations of typhoid fever, such as a special poisonous face, relatively slow pulse, skin roseola, and hepatosplenomegaly, also began to be reflected in him.

Acute fever with nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea caused the pulp washing work in the small courtyard to be busy every day, and Xia Shuanghan, who kept using liquor to cool down Lu Shaoyun, who was only wearing a pair of obscene pants, was also taking care of him, giving birth to worries and anxieties that other patients' families did not have.

Shen Fanyi's prescription for the patients can lower the body temperature of the patients during the high fever that lasts for about six days, and further maintain their relatively awake consciousness, which Xia Shuanghan has confirmed.

It's just that, unlike those villagers who are in a state of high fever, but can support themselves to take the decoction on their own, and clearly express their thoughts and thoughts in the interval between sleep and wake, Lu Shaoyun fell into a completely unconscious coma.

At dusk on the sixth day of the first lunar month, Lu Shaoyun, who had a higher body temperature than other villagers who took medicine, and had not woken up since falling asleep last night, had these two completely different symptoms from others, making Xia Shuanghan very aware of the fact that Shen Fanyi's prescription did not achieve the expected effect here.

"What to do? What should I do? He's completely burned out, and he doesn't have any consciousness at all! ā€

In the room filled with the sour smell of white vinegar, Wen Xueying, who was holding a medicine bowl to feed Lu Shaoyun to drink medicine, couldn't feed it at all, and then sprinkled half a bowl of medicine outside, facing Lu Shaoyun, who was unconscious and completely burned and confused, anxious to the point of being at a loss.

"What should I do, why are others still conscious, but Lu Shaoyun has no consciousness at all?"

"If you can't feed it, don't feed it for the time being." Glancing at Wen Xueying, who was at a loss for what to do, Xia Shuanghan, who still retained her calm and sanity, said while wiping the decoction that had been splashed on his cheeks and neck for Lu Shaoyun with one hand, and continuing to rub the liquor for him with the other hand to cool down: "I have already asked Chai Hu to go out to find Doctor Shen, and I will wait for Doctor Shen to come over and check the pulse of Tingxuan, and listen to what he has to say." ā€

"Why can you be so calm and unflustered?" Wen Xueying, who put down the medicine bowl in her hand and glanced at Lu Shaoyun, who had been asleep for nearly a day and a night, opened a pair of red and watery eyes on her mask, turned to Xia Shuanghan beside her and cried: "In the face of such a terrible disease, won't you be afraid and worried?" ā€

"If you are afraid, worried that you will contract such a disease, then I am not afraid, after all, I have been born and died many times. But if I'm scared and worried that Tingxuan won't get better, then I'm afraid, after all, life and death are always unacceptable. ā€

Although Xia Shuanghan, who was not anxious in his heart, but did feel panic and anxiety for Lu Shaoyun's lethargy, glanced at Wen Xueying, who was under great mental pressure, that is, worried about herself and Lu Shaoyun, and said indifferently: "If you can't bear this pressure and don't want to take care of Tingxuan, who actually has nothing to do with you, then you can choose to turn around and leave at any time, I won't say anything." ā€

"Who says I don't want to take care of him anymore? At the beginning, I desperately resisted my brother, saying that I would stay and take care of him, and today there is no reason to run away and rebel! ā€

In the past few days, no matter whether Lu Shaoyun vomited or diarrhea, Wen Xueying, who had never revealed her disgust and impatience for him, stalked her neck and said with a posture of refusal to admit defeat: "If you can take care of him, so can I!" I won't lose to you by saying anything! ā€

"......" put down the cotton ball stained with alcohol in his hand, straightened his waist to move Xia Shuanghan, who was moving his muscles and bones, and ignored Wen Xueying's "battle post". After washing her hands with spirits, she slapped her sore arms and walked out of the inner room, and poured herself a glass of cold white water on the square table outside, but before Xia Shuanghan raised her neck and drank it all, the sound of things pouring suddenly came from the small inner room.

"What's wrong? What happened? Hearing the sound of the basin stand and the round stool toppling and the medicine bowl shattering on the ground, Xia Shuanghan immediately put down the teacup in his hand and turned around and ran into the inner room. And at the same time as she anxiously asked, she immediately reacted to what had happened, taking into account the scene of the bedside appliance overturning.

On the dappled bed, Lu Shaoyun, who had convulsions all over his body for some reason, was struggling and waving his limbs indiscriminately; And beside the bed, Wen Xueying, who was frightened by Lu Shaoyun's distorted and hideous expression, completely fell into a state of stunnedness.

"Wen Xueying, people who can poison know some medical skills no matter how deep or shallow they are, right?" Striding past Wen Xueying, who was stiff, in order to prevent Lu Shaoyun from falling off the bed and being cut by the broken medicine bowl and porcelain bottle on the ground, he turned over and struggled to suppress Lu Shaoyun's Xia Shuanghan, and took the time to shout to Wen Xueying, who didn't know what he should do at all: "Needle, hurry up, give Tingxuan a needle, let him calm down as soon as possible, hurry!" ā€

"Me? Needle prick? I don't dare! Wen Xueying, who took a step towards Xia Shuanghan tremblingly, was afraid that she would prick the wrong acupoint due to Lu Shaoyun's struggle in the process of pricking the needle, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You hold on a little longer, I'...... I'm going to clean up the ground and move everything out of the way. (To be continued.) )