Chapter Eighty-Eight: Symptomatic
A famous doctor?
He stopped talking again.
"And then?" Qi Yue asked.
"And then there was no then." Chang Yuncheng said, his voice calm.
"Huh?" Qi Yue asked incomprehensibly.
Chang Yuncheng turned his gaze to look at her.
"I made a mistake in judgment and determined the route they were going on, but not only did they not detect intelligence, but they were ambushed, and the whole army was wiped out without a single life." He said, his expression and voice unchanged, as if he were talking about what he had tonight.
Qi Yue looked at him in a daze.
"You're saying they're all dead?" She blurted out, thinking she had misheard.
"yes, they're all dead." Chang Yuncheng looked at her, smiled and replied.
"That... That..."Qi Yue looked at him, stammering and not knowing what to say.
"Then why am I okay, right, then how can I still live happily now, right?" Chang Yuncheng looked at her and smiled, "What else should I do?" Am I going to die too? Will they come back to life if I die? If you have time to grieve and regret, it is better to live well, kill a few more enemies, and win a few more battles, so that they did not die in vain. β
When he said this, his face was still calm, but his voice was faintly trembling, and it was conceivable that he must be trying his best to control his emotions.
Qi Yue looked at him.
"I'm sorry." She hesitated for a moment and said, "Reminds you of this. . . β
"You woman, always inexplicable, never apologize when you should apologize, apologize when you shouldn't, apologize when you shouldn't, it's unreasonable." Chang Yuncheng sneered, and then strode down the steps and walked out.
"It's just polite words, why do you want to do so much." Qi Yue looked at his back and shook his head and said.
The night breeze blew, Qi Yue shivered, and she looked up at the starry sky again.
At this time, under the starry sky, the colleagues on the night shift should not have slept and were still busy.
When encountering this complication of a patient, they should not be as stressed as they are.
You guys, you don't have the good fortune to have such a challenge!
Qi Yue smiled.
"Okay, take a break, and come on." With a wave of her hand, she turned her aching neck and walked towards the resting room...... Half of it was written, everyone read it first, I went out on duty, and then I wrote it when I got to the unit, and sent it at noon, which is half a more~
Bamboo papaya, stop, you're too wasteful! One time is enough!
A famous doctor? Chapter Eighty-Eight: Symptomatic
Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and there is still no good news from the treatment in the courtyard here, and Qi Yue, Liu Pucheng and others have already survived to the point of not being human. []
The prefect and his wife have been allowed to enter the house, and the prefect and his wife, who accompany or sleep or talk nonsense every day, have dried up their tears.
"I'll go back first, and it's time to get ready." The prefect said Mumu.
Seeing him like this, Dingxi Hou was also very sad.
"Don't worry, they're healingβ" he said, not daring to say the words "it's okay" now.
"What's the use." The prefect muttered, his eyes turned to the room, where Qi Yue was busy, "Life should be like this, I shouldn't force it, but let the child suffer more crimes, let him go early, and get rid as soon as possible." β
Dingxi Hou sighed and didn't know what to say, and also looked inward with his gaze.
"Ziqiao, Ziqiao, what do you think?" Qi Yue leaned close to the wounded man's ear and called.
The injured person was dazed and unresponsive.
"Young lady." Ah Ru, who was holding the notebook, looked at Qi Yue with a solemn expression, and did not give up the decadence in the slightest, and finally didn't say anything, bit his lower lip and lowered his head to continue recording.
"The heat is not terrible." Qi Yue stood up straight and said, "The scary thing is that I am delirious. β
"Isn't it terrible to have a high fever?" Liu Pucheng asked puzzled.
"Yes, after this kind of surgery, fever symptoms are basically present. We couldn't find a reason," Qi Yue said.
We? Liu Pucheng keenly grasped these two words, he opened his mouth, but did not say anything.
ββ¦ But why do the symptoms of coma occur? Fulminant infection? Qi Yue exhaled, how much fluid was there? Are there any other areas of bleeding? What about platelets? B-ultrasound! Blood routine! Even if you let her use it once...
Liu Pucheng twisted his beard and groaned for a moment.
"Zhang Tong. Add ten more to the scorched astragalus. Add fried grain malt and tangerine peel. He said.
Zhang Tong responded and hurriedly went to concoct.
Qi Yue sat down slowly with the table and chair, watching the decoction being poured down with a crane's beak pot.
Everything that can be done has been done, except for waiting.
Although the prefect has not yet been cured, Qi Yue has become famous as the attending doctor.
Of course, it is limited to the doctors of Yongqing Mansion.
Compared with the tension in the Dingxi Hou Mansion, the doctors outside the mansion are even more nervous.
For laparotomy treatment, these professional doctors are a little more calm than ordinary people, after all, they have seen it in books, and it is theoretically feasible. It's just that I haven't done it or seen it myself.
βγγ I still remember that there was a person who had a boil, and the results of the illness that had been raised for a while suddenly deteriorated. In less than three days, he died in blue and black. This time it turned out to be a caesarean section..."
"It's so ignorant and fearless."
"What is the origin of the young lady of this Hou Mansion? Born in a famous apricot forest? β
"I asked, it's a beggar, what a famous family, I don't even know the door..."
"Huh? How can it be? β
"How could it be, how many years have passed, and the whole city knew about it at the beginning."
The conversation shifted from caesarean section to the beggar girl jumping off the branch.
A doctor coughed.
"But now, people have really taken over the caesarean section."
"But, we've been kicked out, and we can't see it, who knows if it's true or fake?" Questions were raised.
That's just as well. There was silence.
"It's really fake, just wait to see if the prefect is alive or dead." One said.
Everyone thought so, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Dingxi Hou Mansion.
It's been so many days.,There's still been no movement.,It seems that it's more than lucky.γγ
In the room, Qi Yue and Liu Pucheng were sitting and standing, contemplating. Aru, Hu San and others are helping the injured turn over.
"When things get better. This shows that the prescription is right. Liu Pucheng said.
Qi Yue nodded.
But why doesn't it always work completely? There will always be a repetition. She sighed.
The two of them were lost in thought again.
"The salt water you wanted." Hu San held the salt water and whispered.
Aru nodded, putting down the copied notes.
Hu San followed her. I diligently took a clean mask.
"Don't wear this, I'm just rinsing his mouth." Aru said.
"Let's wear it." Hu San said in a low voice, "When I turned him over, I smelled that his mouth stinks..."
"Then you shouldn't dislike it, he's sick." Aru was upset and glared at him.
Hu San laughed wryly, since the ingots incident, he has been trying to please Aru all the time, but Aru's attitude towards him has not changed.
"Stop talking here." Zhang Tong said in a low voice, pointing at them at Liu Pucheng and Qi Yue, who were contemplating on the side.
Hu San shrank his head, and Aru stopped talking.
"Stinky?" Qi Yue muttered suddenly and looked at Hu San, "What did you say?" β
Hu San hurriedly waved his hand.
"I didn't say anything," he said, a little flustered.
"No, you said, what's the smell?" Qi Yue stood up and asked.
This is not to reprimand himself, Hu San is relieved.
"That, the wounded, has bad breath...", he said, gesturing to the hospital bed behind him, a little embarrassed.
As a doctor, disliking the patient's dirty smell is really out of line...
"Bad breath?" Qi Yue muttered, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he rushed over in a few steps.
A-Ru, who was about to clean the wounded's mouth, was pushed aside.
Everyone watched Qi Yue lean down and sniff at the mouth, nose and face of the injured person, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
"Liver stink!" Qi Yue raised his head and shouted excitedly, "It's liver smell!" β
Liver smell?
Liu Pucheng walked over.
"It's a hepatic coma, it's a hepatic coma!" Qi Yue looked at him and said, his face was red with excitement, and his voice trembled, "Teacher, it's a liver coma!" Angong Niuhuang Pill! Take Angong Niuhuang Pills! β
Although she doesn't understand Chinese medicine, she also knows the name and use of Angong Niuhuang Pill, a three-treasure first-aid Chinese medicine.
The room was suddenly in a hurry.
This movement spread outside, and the next people shook their heads and sighed when they saw it, and after so long, people finally can't do it...
When it was evening, Xie Shi came over.
"You guys pack up and send Huang Gongzi out." She said lightly.
"That's not going to work, you can't send him back now." Qi Yue flatly refused.
Xie sneered.
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