"Madame, don't worry, I'm not saying that they hurt the little boy, but on a case-by-case basis, the little boy is less than a year old, and theoretically speaking, he shouldn't take any Chinese medicine."

Although Ruan Ling often prescribes Chinese medicine to people, she has reservations about the side effects of Chinese medicine and will never prescribe Chinese medicine to children casually.

Mrs. Ye couldn't help but hold her hand: "Ruan Niangzi, you must help me and cure this child......"

"Madame rest assured," Ruan Ling said with a smile, "The little boy is not a serious illness, but it has not been well because of improper care." ”

"But if he doesn't take medicine at all, can he get better?" Mrs. Ye asked worriedly.

Ruan Ling smiled: "I'll teach you how to take care of the little boy, and he will be fine soon." ”

She took some warm boiling water and gave Ye Xiaogongzi some to drink.

Perhaps it was thirst, the little baby snorted and chirped, drank a small sip of water, and then turned away and refused to drink again.

Mrs. Ye sighed.

Ruan Ling smiled: "It's okay. Madame fed him some milk. ”

Mrs. Ye's face was slightly red, and she said, "I have always been a nursing mother. ”

"That's fine, let the nurse hold and feed."

"You fed it before you came, but he wouldn't eat it." Mrs. Ye frowned.

"Let's try again." Ruan Ling insisted.

"Okay, I'll call the nurse." Mrs. Ye immediately called the nurse.

The nurse was a young woman in her twenties, with a kind face and a clean face.

When she saw that the little master was wearing so little, she was stunned, so she skillfully picked it up, lifted up her clothes and fed it to him.

Anyway, there were women in the house, and she didn't care what she was seen.

Who knew that this time, Ye Xiaogongzi immediately sucked it up.

Breast milk looked at Mrs. Ye with surprise on her face: "Madam, look, the little master is finally willing to eat." ”

Mrs. Ye kept staring.

She was also happy, but at the same time wondered, "Why did you suddenly want to eat it?" ”

Ruan Ling smiled: "Naturally, it's because I'm hungry." He refused to eat it before because he was uncomfortable, but now that it is cool and the fever is slowly subsiding, he is willing to eat. ”

Mrs. Ye clasped her hands together and kept chanting the Buddha: "Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless." ”

She looked at Ruan Ling and smiled: "Ruan Niangzi is young, and she really deserves the title of Little Lady of the Divine Doctor." What's next? ”

She already has seventy or eighty percent trust in Ruan Ling in her heart.

"Although he doesn't need to replenish fluids much in half a year, he still needs to replenish some fluids now that he is sick. If you don't want to drink water, it's fine, don't force him. Ruan Ling didn't care if she could understand the words she spoke, and then advised, "Don't give him any medicine, feed him when he's hungry, and don't cover it, let him be cool and comfortable." ”

"I made a note of it, and what else?" Mrs. Ye asked, "This child still has a little cough, and the doctor in the house said that if the cough lasts too long, it will become a lung disease......

Her voice trembled a little.

Ruan Ling knew that lung disease was a very serious disease for the medical skills of this era.

She took out the simple stethoscope she made, warmed it up, put it behind Ye Xiaogongzi and listened for a while, and said with a smile: "Listen to the lungs are nothing." Mrs. Ye don't worry, a little cough, you don't have to take medicine, this is the child feels uncomfortable, and it is reminding you. ”

Seeing that she was so determined, Mrs. Ye's hesitant and anxious mood was alleviated.

She pulled Ruan Ling and didn't let her go.

"Ruan Niangzi, please, stay here for one night." She pleaded, "Miao'er also had a fever and burned again from time to time, and I really ...... Worried that he would repeat again. ”

Ruan Ling understood her thoughts, and she also had her own plans.