"There are many sayings in traditional Chinese medicine, among which it pays attention to the qi of heaven and earth, and the ancient naïve."

Fu Jingyou's hands trembled and took the second treasure who was crying weakly.

The old gentleman continued:

"This child came out of the womb and breathed a sigh of relief, and he never came up, so he couldn't absorb the abilities and energy naturally given by this world."

"It's good to spit out your anger now, and take care of it in the future, and you are also a good person, no worse than others."

A comrade who took care of him pushed the old gentleman and scolded:

"Old man Qian, now you are jealous of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, you don't talk so nonsense!"

The old gentleman's face changed, and he hurriedly said sorry.

Fu Jingyou's expression was gloomy, and he understood the twists and turns.

This old gentleman is the same kind of person as he used to be.

There were always nutritional products such as malt milk essence in the ward, thinking that Lu Miao could wake up and take a sip to replenish his energy.

Tang Mei quickly brewed a cup of malt milk essence and fed it to Erbao with a small spoon.

That breath was cleared, and Erbao's situation was really much better.

At first, I fed Erbao wheat milk essence, and choked a few bites.

Later, he gradually swallowed, and as soon as the spoon was put on, Erbao's small mouth squirmed and squirmed in the direction of eating.

I haven't swallowed much for a while, and the little guy is hungry.

Fu Jingyou's knuckles touched Erbao's little face that was full of food and drink, and his heart suddenly became much more steady.

The two people who took care of Mr. Qian often intervened, which was very annoying.

Lu Yuanzheng had already let them go out first under pressure just now.

Handing the second treasure to Tang Mei to help watch, Fu Jingyou approached Mr. Qian in the corner.

His lips were dry, his knees sank, and with a dull "bang", he knelt down directly in front of Mr. Qian.

Not to mention that Mr. Qian was startled, Tang Mei and Lu Yuanzheng were also startled.

Mr. Qian is still sensitive, how dare he do this?

Quickly stand up and help Fu Jingyou:

"Ouch, little comrade! Men have gold under their knees, and now everyone is equal, and it is impossible to do it! Hurry, hurry up! ”

Fu Jingyou stubbornly didn't get up, he made a "bang" of his head, and knocked his forehead on the ground.

Fu Jingyou has no other weaknesses, Lu Miao and the child are all he has.

Except for Lu Miao and the child, there is nothing else that he can't give up.

"You have great ability, you can save children, and you will definitely be able to save adults."

With hope in his heart, Fu Jingyou choked up in his tone, and shed tears that were completely different from his previous emotions:

"Please, think of ideas, think of ideas! Save her, save her......"

His words came from the bottom of his heart, and the words were poignant, and Tang Mei couldn't bear to look at them.

Lu Yuanzheng's eyebrows were lowered, his mood was a little melancholy, he glanced twice, and the person approached the window with his hands behind his back, and he didn't squeak anymore.

Yes, now it's all about equality.

But no matter when, a man has gold under his knees, this sentence is always good.

Kneel to heaven and earth, kneel to parents.

This kid surnamed Fu will kneel to the old man of the Northwest Farm for his daughter.

Lu Yuanzheng really didn't expect it, nor did he expect it.

So surprised, melancholy, and even more moved......

Mr. Qian had no choice but to say truthfully:

"The doctor is benevolent, I won't stand by and watch if there is a glimmer of life, but there are still some things missing, I'm afraid it won't be easy to get ......"

Tang Mei was agitated for a moment, and approached with Erbao in her arms.

Lu Yuanzheng by the window also turned around.

Having said that, there is clearly hope.

Fu Jingyou was no longer deadlocked, and quickly got up and asked:

"What's missing? What else is needed? I'll get it! ”

As long as there is hope, no matter what obstacles lie ahead, he can get it!

What Mr. Qian wants is not special, and it is even mediocre to say.

It's just some Chinese herbal medicine.

Medicinal herbs such as rehmannia and angelica sinensis are used to nourish blood.

The person on this bed looked like he was about to finish, but he always held on with a breath.

When he visited the doctor just now, Mr. Qian learned about Tang Mei and learned that he had reluctantly fed Lu Miao some ginseng soup for a while.

Mr. Qian has seen ginseng slag, and that ginseng has been at least 30 years old, and it is a good ginseng.

With such a good ginseng in his hand, it is not surprising that he can hold a breath.

But it is useless to just hang the gas, and the maternal accident lies in the abnormal fetal position and the heavy bleeding of difficult delivery.

Nourishing blood is already difficult, and so much blood is consumed, and replenishing blood is the top priority.

Again......

The mother is unconscious and unconscious, and the lochia in the body cannot be discharged.

The body cannot move, and most of these need to be pinched, massaged, and acupuncture to assist in conditioning.

Those filthy things remain in the body for a long time, and it is also a kind of harm to the body of the sick.

Mr. Qian has a burden on his back, and he will stay here for a short time, and he can teach him if he pinches his acupoints or something like that.

It is good ginseng to prepare good medicine.

Over the years, there are many barefoot doctors in the township, but it is difficult to find one who is serious about serving Chinese medicine.

Finding the best herbs is not an easy task.

Mr. Qian told the story eloquently, and finally said:

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to fate and physical fitness, and it is often a ...... for one person"

"This is the only way I can think of the best way to deal with the situation at the moment, but ...... However, there is no guarantee that it will be effective. ”

It's a bit of hope.

The mother was drained of qi and blood, her vitality was greatly damaged, and she was seriously empty inside.

At this time, it can only replenish qi and blood.

Hold this up as much as you can, and then ......

Whether people can hold on or not, they can only resign themselves to fate.

Mr. Qian's right hand clenched into a fist slightly, and his knuckles tapped on the table with a little worry.

He would have come up with this idea, and it was only because that ginseng could hold his breath that he dared to give it a try.

In fact, I don't have much confidence in my heart.

"That's all, as family members, you should also consider it."

Considerations?

What to consider?

What else does this need to consider?

"If you want rehmannia root, you want angelica, you want astragalus, you want Poria cocos, I'll look for it, I'll look for it!"

Serious Chinese herbal medicine is not easy to get, but Fu Jingyou is a local after all, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not have a way.

"The others are secondary, priority is given to rehmannia rehmannia, no rehmannia is not rehmannia, and raw rehmannia is also fine......"

Mr. Qian thought for a while, and pulled Fu Jingyou to instruct:

"It's really not good, if there are pigeons, you can change one or two pigeons to come back."

Fu Jingyou nodded again and again, with a haggard face of vicissitudes of life, but he was full of energy.

He was in a hurry to leave, and Yu Guang swept the big treasure who was babbling and kicking his legs on the side of Lu Miao's hand, and his eyes softened.

Fu Jingyou pinched the little hand of the second treasure in Tang Mei's arms.

Approached the bedside in an instant, touched Dabao, and held Lu Miao's hand close to the side of his face and rubbed it, and finally resolutely walked out of the ward.

Pigeon, Rehmannia ......

He'll bring it back!

Orthodox Chinese medicine is indeed more sensitive now.

But presumably sensitive people form a circle of their own.

As a part of the once sensitive population, Fu Jingyou really knew that there was such a family of Chinese medicine practitioners.

It is said that counting up to two generations, everyone was a well-known court physician in the palace at the end of the Qing Dynasty.

Fu Jingyou rode his bicycle back and met Chen Guifen on the way.

Chen Guifen stopped him and asked:

"Where's the baby? Baby! Where did you get the baby!? ”