The doctor finally agreed to relieve the worry and went into the house to check on the child's condition.

The medicine mist inside is shrouded, and it is reflected by the candle flame, which makes it seem more ethereal and mysterious.

Several children were huddled on a low couch, all of them red-faced, their cheeks and neck were covered with purple-red petechiae, the size of hemp grains, and they were creepy.

The hoarse coughing sound was also incessant, mixed with the high and low babbling of the hot girl, and the noisy voice completely covered the whispered conversation of several doctors.

Xie Wei stood on tiptoe to observe the girl's condition, she was not allowed to touch the child, so she could only stand on the side of the couch to observe the girl's face and rash spots.

"Brother, is there any wind?"

High fever in children is very easy to help the appearance of internal wind and convulsions, which can affect intelligence at least and kill at worst, which is a disease with a very high mortality rate among pediatric non-infectious diseases.

And she survived once, but she couldn't guarantee a second time, and the survival rate was too low, so it's no wonder that this girl would be abandoned by her family.

"Not yet." A doctor with a short beard answered, "There was no fever at the beginning of this child, and the fever did not rise until the night, and the decoction could not be entered, so the fever was high. ”

“…… Worrying, begging for a needle. Xie Wei rolled up the wide sleeves into the cuffs, and took out a silver needle the length of a little finger and a dark stone in the shape of a yin and yang fish from the small bag he carried.

The tail of the yin and yang fish is as sharp as a split, and the head is round and smooth, which can be used to rub the acupuncture points, and can also be used to cut the skin and bleed.

Xie Anxiety flashed in a flash, with her current strength, it should not be enough to carry out acupuncture and massage treatment, and handed the thing in her hand to the doctor, "Doctor......"

"Contemptible doctor." The doctor is very talkative, and looks at the young but old-fashioned girl in front of him with some jokes, "I want to hear the doctor's worries." ”

Solve the worries, even in the previous life, the doctor was older than her, how could such a joke be worthy?

"Take the Quchi, Dazhu, and Shixuan with a silver needle to bleed, and push the three levels with a stone, penetrate the six intestines, and clear the Tianhe River" to relieve worries and say, untie her coat and point out the direction, after all, she can't use her own knowledge system to ask for doctors in this era.

Although the doctor was puzzled by what she said, according to the guidance of relieving worries, the girl's hot hand temperature subsided after repeated acupuncture and pressing for half an hour, and the symptoms of delirium and babbling were also alleviated a lot.

Although she was not the one who did the needlework, it was not an easy task to pay close attention to the girl's situation on the sidelines.

Seeing that the girl's condition was stable, he turned to the child who was attacked by the poisonous poison in his throat.

The child was thin and small, with an arm as thin as a reed, and was leaning on a bamboo pillow at this time, in a semi-lying position, with a few fierce coughs from time to time, like a dog barking.

“…… Maybe? The first thing he said was not to ask about his condition or the condition of the child when he was brought in, but to ask if he could speak.

The boy's whole face was thin, only a pair of eyes were still a little bright, and he stared at Xie Wei for a while, and exhaled with difficulty, "But." ”

Xie Wei's eyes were slightly dark, and his little hand pressed on his throat, "Does it hurt here?" On it? What's next? ”

If the pain is as high as the throat, it can be considered diphtheria, which is difficult to peel, and the chance of survival is relatively higher, and if the pain continues to the chest, it is most likely born in the trachea, and there is no other treatment than tracheostomy - the anxiety does not think that cutting the trachea is feasible at all.

"All pain......" the boy said two words, and two hands that were as thin as chicken feet pressed against his chest, and there was another violent cough.

Seeing that his panting was getting faster and faster, as if there was phlegm blockage in his throat, and even his face was suffocated, he hurriedly turned back to call the doctor, "Brother! Can there be melons? ”

"At this time in May, how can there be melons?" The doctor shook his head, the medicine is not so easy to keep, most of the medicines available at hand at this time are seasonal fresh medicines, melons should only ripen in autumn, and at this time it is early in summer, naturally there is no place to look for melons.

"Melon seeds can also be used, and shallot and white are studied together." Xie Wei bit his lip tightly and put the child flat with his head slightly to the side to prevent sputum from causing suffocation.

In her previous life, she had the privilege of seeing the treatment of the emergency department once, and handed gauze and knives and scissors to a nurse.

Therefore, although Xie Xie moved quickly, his small and delicate face was still calm and calm, and there was no panic.

It is not rare to find melon seeds and shallots, after a while, someone found two kinds of medicinal materials, and it is easy to grind the sun-dried melon seeds to the end, but the shallots are fresh, and it is very difficult to grind them into crumbs in a short time.

After relieving his worries, he only took the powder of melon seeds and blew it into the boy's nose, and the shallot white was directly boiled in boiling water and blanched, and the juice was poured down.

After drinking the medicine, the child coughed up for a while, coughing up a lot of sputum, and his asthma was slightly relieved.

Relieve worries and breathe a little relief, melons are sweet and cold, can clear heat and dissolve phlegm, widen the chest and disperse knots, shallot white is pungent and warm, can pass yang and disperse knots, and help to flow qi, so these two doses of medicine finally alleviate the pain of phlegm obstruction in the chest.

But it is still a symptom rather than a cure.

Diphtheria is not easy to treat, not to mention that in such an era of lack of medical treatment, the only thing that can be done to relieve the worries now is to try to alleviate the symptoms of the child, secretly pray that he is physically strong, and pray that the location of diphtheria he suffers from is not so tricky.

The child was quiet for only a while, and within half an hour, he coughed violently again.

This time it was even stricter than the last, coughing like a dog barking and phlegm like a cicada, waking up several children who were already asleep near him, and cried in fear, as if an evil spirit were hovering in the house.

For a while, the sound of the child's coughing and crying, the conversation between the doctors discussing countermeasures, and the sound of gold, iron, wood and stone colliding with needles and knives and scissors were mixed together piecemeal, tangled with the medicine mist, and could not be cut or cut.

With no time to soothe the other children who were crying, all her attention fell on the boy who was coughing and panting violently.

The boy's thin hands clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, as if he wanted to tear through his already tattered clothes, all the way through his chest.

The knuckles and fingertips of that hand have become cyanotic, and the lip color has also changed from red to white, and from white to blue.

Xie Wei closed her eyes and turned to leave, this child could not be saved, she did not want to see death with her own eyes.

The corner of the clothes that was stumbling in front of the couch was suddenly pulled by great force, if it weren't for the doctor Shen to support her on the side, Xie Wei was almost dragged back to the couch by the sick child.

Xie Wei stabilized his body and forced himself to raise his eyes to look at the child who was struggling on the verge of life and death, and the light in his eyes lit up almost the entire room.

He seemed to want to say something, but there was only louder panting and phlegm in his throat, and both hands were scratching at his chest, as if an evil spirit was leaning over.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and the other children also felt the aura of death, and they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to cry.

The cough stopped abruptly, and a heavy object rolled out of the boy's hand, hitting the ground and spinning, and the boy's whole body suddenly relaxed, and his bright eyes began to drift.

In the silent room, except for the flying medicine mist, only his ghostly whisper could be heard: "Wu ...... Wu ......"