"How are you feeling?" Chi Yue told Ming Zhang about the specific situation, and asked with concern: "Are you still cold?" ”

"It's not cold."

As soon as he heard that they encountered a cold wave and were in a coma for three days, Ming Zhang also realized the seriousness and began to feel his condition, and did not forget to cover his wrist to check his pulse.

Since he was the first person to wake up on his own after a long coma, his current condition was able to provide more information, so he was extremely serious about the examination.

Sure that there was no major problem, he pressed the acupuncture points on his head: "I just have a headache now, and there is no problem in other aspects." ”

"Does it hurt badly?"

"Hmm." He endured the severe pain and quietly rubbed them: "Did you take their temperature today?" ”

"It's all 31-33 degrees."

Chi Yue boiled a pot of boiling water, his eyes fell on the glucose injection, and said with a wry smile: "I was going to give you an infusion, but I couldn't get the needle, only you came." ”

She had an infusion patch on the back of her left hand, a haggard face, and red and swollen eyes......

It all shows her hardship and suffering.

Ming Zhang felt the surging heat in the house, looked at the clean clothes on his body, tightly wrapped in the quilts of their master and apprentice and the rest of the people, and understood that it was all done by Chi Yue alone.

"Thank you for your hard work." He patted her on the shoulder lovingly, both distressed and grateful: "I'll leave it to me next." ”

He is an elder after all.

There are elders here, and she doesn't need to carry it.

Chi Yue shook his head: "It's not hard." Although they are not as important as Wen Qizhou in her heart, after such a long time of advancing and retreating together, they have also become the people she cherishes.

She didn't want to see them have an accident, and she wouldn't have the slightest complaint if she could help: "You can show Xunsong first." ”

Xun Song is the youngest, his resistance and physical fitness are not as good as theirs, and he is also the most prone to accidents.

Akira was also worried about him.

He checked Xun Song's pulse, pressed his eyelids upwards with his fingertips, looked at his eyeballs, and carefully examined their bodies in the order in which they were lying.

"Strange ......"

He was puzzled and said, "Although they are weaker than before, they shouldn't have been in a coma for so long." ”

"Is it the after-effects of the cold wave?"

"I can't tell." His gaze wandered to their faces: "Judging from the current situation, the coma will not pose a threat to their lives, and it is estimated that they will wake up soon." ”

Chi Yue was a little relieved.

She followed the slight sound of the kettle and walked to the table and poured two glasses of water: "Then do you still give them glucose?" ”

"Let's lose." He removed the glucose injection from the infusion stand and glanced at the milliliters: "How many do you have there?" ”

"A lot, you just have to lose to them."

There is only a set of desks and chairs and a built-in bookcase that cannot be removed, and all the items on the bright side can be seen at a glance.

She knew that she couldn't hide it, so she simply took out nine bottles of glucose injection and ten bags of infusion tubes in front of him.

He asked, "Do you want anything else?" ”

"Is there an oximeter?" Unsurprised, he glanced at the medicine that appeared out of thin air and picked up a bag of infusion tubes.

"Yes."

"Take two."

Chi Yue took the hemorrhatomymeter.

She observed Ming Zhang's expression, but she really didn't see any unnecessary changes, and guessed, "Master Ming, you know?" ”

Ming Chang nodded indifferently: "Hmm." He pulled out the needle that Chi Yue had used: "You have exposed too many horses' feet." ”

“…… Have it? ”

"We have been rooted in the Taoist temple for so many years, and we have never seen a sheep in the back mountain, but you have it as soon as you come."

"That's it?"

"Not really." He mentioned the supplies they had taken out every now and then, and the details he had been indiscriminately aware of.

The piles are enough to illustrate the problem.

"You're too observant." Chi Yue smacked his tongue when he heard it, he really didn't expect him to find out a long time ago.

"Of course." He raised his chin slightly like an old child: "In the end, they are too ignorant to think of that stubble." ”

He has been cultivating for many years, and he has heard too many things that cannot be explained by science, so he naturally thinks more deeply than others.

Chi Yue caught the smugness that flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile, "It makes sense", which can be said to be very cooperative with him.

She put a finger clip oximeter on Wen Qizhou, took out a pen and paper to record blood oxygen, and watched Ming Zhang pinch the needle and pierce it into the blood vessels under his skin, and the injection was successful.

"Master Ming, are you still dabbling in Western medicine?"

"There is no distinction between Chinese and Western medicine." He moved the infusion stand between Wen Qizhou and Xie Changxiao, and hung a bottle of glucose injection: "Moreover, now it is all Chinese and Western." ”

"That's right."

"Are you going to learn how to prick needles? I teach you. "I also have to give needles to nine people, just to guide Chi Yue and let her try.

(End of chapter)