Brother Xin'er cried quite loudly.

Fang Clan was anxious when he heard this, and he stepped forward to coax Brother Xin, but was stopped by Lily of the Valley as soon as he stretched out his hand, glared at Fang Clan with his eyes, and stopped Fang's movements.

Zhang Jinwen unhurriedly followed the ups and downs of Xin Ge'er's belly, found the rhythm, pressed the raised navel with her fingers, stuffed a ball of cotton in the navel, and wrapped Xin Ge'er's waist twice with a strip of fine cloth to protect the navel.

Xin Ge'er cried twice, probably feeling comfortable, the crying gradually stopped, Zhang Jinwen slapped Xin Ge'er's little buttocks twice, Xin Ge'er was in pain and cried again. Zhang Jinwen took advantage of the situation to press back the bulge on Xin Ge'er's groin, plugged the bulge with a cotton ball, and also wrapped a strip of fine cloth around the root of her thigh a few times.

"Chunlan, you put on Xin Ge'er's clothes, and then scrub his little feet with a hot cloth and wrap them in a thick cotton cloth. A headscarf is also wrapped around the head. ”

Zhang Jinwen dealt with Xin Ge'er's hernia, and took a closer look at Xin Ge'er's facial symptoms, the stiff mouth and nose have been relieved a lot, and the saliva has flowed less.

She wiped her hands again with soju, ready to go over to see how Rong was doing.

Zhang Jinwen spoke up, and Youlan dared to reprimand Fang: "You can only watch, when you don't ask you, you can't talk casually, or I'll let you out." ”

Fang didn't dare to make a sound, took a step back, and as soon as Brother Xin put on his clothes and wrapped his headscarf, he rushed over, and saw that Brother Xin'er's original stiff half of his face could already have a slight change in expression with the whispered crying.

"This, this? Little lady? Brother Xin'er's face ...... "Fang Shi felt that Brother Xin'er's face was not completely good, and wanted to ask a few more words, but he was afraid that Youlan would drive her out, so he asked a lot of questions.

Zhang Jinwen looked at the Rong family, thought for a while, and replied: "If Brother Xin stays here and treats together, it will be fine in seven days." ”

Fang Shi sighed: "Seven days? "How much does that cost?

This tone is not concerned about whether the child can be okay for seven days.

Zhang Jinwen was a little unhappy: "Chunlan, Donglan, you take Brother Xin to the room next to you and feed him some rice soup." ”

The Fang clan also wanted to go with him, but Zhang Jinwen called out to the Fang clan: "You are here, I still have something to ask you." ”

Fang Shi felt redundant when he glanced at the Rong family, and didn't understand what he could help by staying: "Little lady, the Rong family takes care of itself, what else can you ask me?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Fang suddenly felt that he had said something wrong, and it was too late to cover his mouth, so he lowered his head and retreated into the corner.

Zhang Jinwen's emotions came up again, because she found that the fingers she put on Rong's wrist were trembling slightly, which was angry.

She couldn't get angry, she couldn't feel the patient's pulse when she was angry, and her mind was blank, and she couldn't jump out of any prescription.

Zhang Jinwen closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, when she had just treated Brother Xin, she was too exhausted. At this moment, her fingers were on Rong's wrist, and she couldn't tell whether the sudden jump of her fingertips was her own heartbeat or Rong's pulse.

Rong's body had been wiped by Donglan Xialan, and it still exuded a strange smell.

Zhang Jinwen looked at Rong's sallow face with dark blue, he was almost dead, his vital signs were extremely weak, and such a pulse was not detected: "Youlan, pick up the charcoal brazier a little bit, and move the two charcoal basins under the bed." ”

Simply, just like stroking Brother Xin, pressing on the body, what's inappropriate, more direct.

Especially in a situation like Rong's, you can't ask anything, it's better to do it directly, and it's understandable to be in a hurry.

Untying Rong's clothes is even more shocking.

When I saw my face when I was wrapped in clothes before, I knew that Rong was very thin, but I didn't expect that his body was even thinner, and it was not an exaggeration to describe him as skinny.

The chest was not at all full as that of a lactating woman, dry and flat, and it did not look like the body of a young woman who was only eighteen years old.

Zhang Jinwen reached out to touch Rong's heart, and the position where the pericardium meridian was followed was cold and hard, and there was no elasticity of muscles at all. If you pinch your shoulders again, they are as hard as an iron plate.

Squeezing down from the shoulder to the arm, it was like pinching a lifeless branch, and when I touched the hand, the hand was already curled up and half-clenched into a fist, and the stiff knuckles could not be pulled away.

"Go get some hot sandbags."

With such a cold body, it is no longer enough to rely on the temperature in the house.

Rong's physical condition does not allow him to take a medicinal bath.

The hot sandbag was inspired when Zhang Jinwen was treating Mrs. Tang for ALS, and when she watched Aunt Zhang fry peanuts with fine sand.

To warm up with a soup woman, be careful of scalding, and be careful not to spill the water.

Pour the sand into the pot and fry it, wrap it tightly in a cloth bag, hold it in your hand, and carry it in your arms, which is warm and safe, and is very popular with Mrs. Tang.

Donglan went to get a hot sandbag, padded it under Rong's waist, padded one under the knee socket, and clamped one under the armpit.

Moxibustion and acupuncture are also very effective, but Rong's body is too cold and stiff, and acupuncture can't go down to the needle.

Zhang Jinwen covered Rong's quilt, just waiting for Rong's body to be warmer and softer, and then she massaged with her pointers.

When Donglan went to get the hot sandbag, she also brought Zhang Jinwen's Ganoderma lucidum ginseng soup by the way.

Zhang Jinwen took advantage of this effort and sat down at the table to drink soup.

There are many patients, or there are more serious patients such as Mrs. Tang Rong, Zhang Jinwen has to drink double soup to fully replenish her physical strength.

When she touched Rong's meridians just now, Zhang Jinwen also felt a cool air running down her palm and towards her arm.

It's her emotional, qi retrograde.

If you don't adjust it in time, Rong's illness will really pass on Zhang Jinyu's body. After drinking a cup of soup, Zhang Jinwen felt that her hands had warmed up.

"Aunt Fang, who took care of your daughter-in-law's confinement?"

"What's the need to take care of it? I am busy in the field every day, no one gives me food, I am tired of doing it all day, and I have to take care of Brother Xin when I go back, how to take care of it? I'd like someone to help me. ”

"And who cooks? What about carrying water? What about the clothes? She washes it all herself? ”

"Alas, little lady, how can the countrymen be so particular, they are all poor, it would be good to have food to eat, how can they really lie on the bed and wait for someone!"

Zhang Jinwen didn't want to ask anymore after asking two sentences, and if she continued to ask, her qi would definitely go retrograde again, and the Rong family would not be able to heal her.

She drove the Fang clan out, calmed down, and seriously healed the Rong clan.

This time, it took nearly two hours for Rong to finally open his eyes.

Rong's awakening process reminded Zhang Jinwen that in the process of treating the patient, she should not be too emotional.

Distinguishing between compassion and empathy is the true healer.