Mrs. Fan turned her face and leaned towards her. She felt that her daughter's little face was hot. She quickly touched it with her hand and her voice changed in fear: "Youxiang! What happened to Mi Bao! Why is it so hot??"

Tang Youxiang was startled, "I, I didn't pay attention!"

Mrs. Fan took a look at the moonlight and saw that Mi Bao's little face was red with fever. She didn't care to talk to Tang Youxiang anymore and hurriedly carried her daughter out and walked out. Tang Youxiang was also frightened and trotted to follow: "It was fine tonight.

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"What a fart!" Madam Fan swore anxiously: "I told you not to stop telling her to stop drinking water! You must not have urged her to drink water!"

Tang Youxiang swallowed suddenly.

It really is.

Madam Fan was so angry that she ran to the village doctor's house as fast as she could, scolding him all the way.

The village doctor is also used to someone knocking on the door at night. While getting dressed, he asks: "Who is it?"

"Uncle!" Mrs. Fan's voice trembled: "I am from the Youxiang family. Mi Bao has a fever. Please get up and take a look."

When he heard that the sick person was Mi Bao, the village doctor was shocked. He didn't even have the right shoes to wear, so he just pulled them on and flew out to open the door.

The village doctor's wife also hurriedly lit the lamp, took a look, and said, "Why is our lucky little girl still sick? Look at this little blushing face, how pitiful she is."

Tang Youxiang explained helplessly: "I carried her up the mountain to play yesterday, maybe her water supply was cut off."

"Tell me about you," the village doctor said as he scratched the back of his head: "How old are you? How old are you? How old is Mi Bao? You go up the mountain, why are you carrying her!"

They are all elders of the same clan, beating him is no different than beating one's own children.

Tang Youxiang listened with his head tilted. The village doctor took his pulse carefully, looked at his tongue, and said: "The fever is not too high, so I won't prescribe any prescriptions. If you can't eat enough after taking medicine, just feed more."

Drink some water, wipe your armpits and legs with a warm handkerchief, and put a handkerchief on your head..."

He said casually and stood up directly: "Forget it, I'm not worried, I'll follow you back."

Mrs. Fan quickly thanked her, wrapped up her daughter again, and carried her all the way back. The village doctor asked Tang Youxiang carefully from behind.

Tang Youxiang actually loved his daughter very much, but it was almost impossible for a man to take care of the child. When the village doctor asked, he remembered that he had cried a lot in the morning and had not given water in time, so he just gnawed it.

I ate more than half of the steamed buns, only fed me two sips of water at noon, and continued working in the afternoon. No wonder I didn’t like to eat at night. I looked wilted, and I guess I felt uncomfortable at night.

The more Tang Youxiang thought about it, the more annoyed he became.

The sound had already been heard at home. Mrs. Bao started the stove and said: "Do you need hot water? Get the basin quickly, I have already heated it up... Tell me, Mibao'er is only so small."

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Tang Youxiang quickly thanked him and brought a basin to pour water. Tang Youji also brought in a brazier: "Uncle, do you need it? I'm thinking about asking Mi Bao to sweat, and the fever will subside."

"It's useful," the village doctor said, "Put it here, it doesn't need to be too close."

Mrs. Fan put a handkerchief on Mibao, wiped Mibao's armpits and legs, and wiped the soles of his hands and feet. She picked him up and fed him half a glass of water, and put a handkerchief on his little head.

Fat Tuanzi was drowsy the whole time and didn't wake up after a long time of tossing.

After everything was done, Mrs. Fan was sweating all over. The whole family was guarding a brazier and looking at the fat baby on the couch.

After waiting for half an hour, the village doctor went over and took his pulse, but the fever had not subsided at all.

The village doctor was also anxious and said: "Wipe it again, with a little more force, and rub it back and forth. I will go back and prepare some medicine. If the fever is not gone in the morning, I have to drink some medicine."

Mrs. Fan quickly called someone: "Mingqi, follow your uncle."

Tang Mingqi responded and was about to follow. The village doctor waved his hand: "No need, I have to come back to see what happens. Otherwise, don't worry, let the child sleep."

She said she was sleeping, but wherever she slept, the whole family sat there and watched over her. Mrs. Fan wiped her over and over again. Tang Youxiang wanted to come over to help, so he asked his father to kick him. Finally, Tang Minglin came over and helped his mother wipe her.

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Mrs. Fan was anxious and distressed, and her tears fell drop by drop.

After feeding him water twice more, the village doctor came back with a medicine pot, followed by the clan leader. He heard the voice and was worried, so he came over to take a look.

The village doctor put down the medicine pot, took a handful of it, and nodded: "Have you peed? How many times have you given me water?"

Mrs. Fan quickly said: "I gave you water three times and just peed once."

The village doctor nodded: "Don't be afraid of changing the pee pad. Just ask her to drink more water. The fever will go down after peeing a few times. It's better than taking medicine. The fever will go down a little now."

Mrs. Bao couldn't help but turned around anxiously and asked: "Do you want to prepare something to eat?"

The village doctor said: "Do you have any corn? If you don't go to my house to get some, make some corn porridge. It's a bit rotten and I guess you won't be able to eat it. Let's prepare it first."

Mrs. Bao went quickly.

After struggling for more than an hour, when the fever finally subsided, the village doctor said: "It should be fine. Let's all go to sleep for a while. The clan leader will also come back. I'll just let it go and make do with my brother."

Mom, touch it frequently and call me when it gets hot."

Mrs. Fan thanked her profusely and then went to bed.

The family was so sleepy that they had headaches, but could not sleep deeply. As Mrs. Fan fell asleep, she would get excited from time to time and reach out to touch her little head.

Fortunately, the fever never came back, and I felt more energetic in the morning. I picked her up and fed her half a bowl of millet porridge, and then fell asleep again.

By morning, many people had heard about it and came to ask.

Shen Linquan is now very familiar with the people in the village. Whenever he meets someone when he goes out, he tells them.

Shen Linquan was also shocked and hurried back to tell his family. Shen Zhen didn't even bother to eat breakfast, so he came over to see her.

In fact, Mibao was still a little hot at the moment. The villagers came to ask and didn't ask them to come in. But no one was familiar with Shen Zhen, and he was obviously serious, so in the end, Tang Minglin still brought him in.

The little fat dumpling was sleeping in a daze, with a handkerchief on his forehead. His face was flushed, his eyelashes were long, and a long arc was drawn on his face. He had been burning all night, and his lips were dried out.

Pi, looks pitiful.

Shen Zhen became anxious when he saw it and whispered: "How could this happen? I'll go to the county to find a good doctor."

The village doctor never left and stayed by his side. He didn't mind what others said, but Mrs. Fan was a little embarrassed and said quickly: "No, no, there is a doctor in our village, and my uncle's medical skills are very good."

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Shen Zhen said: "Then invite a few more people and discuss whether there is a good way."

Mrs. Fan said warmly: "Miss Shen, don't worry, don't be anxious. Mi Bao just took her out to play yesterday. Her water supply was cut off and she got wind. It's not a serious illness. No matter what doctor she chooses, she can treat her the same way. The key is that she is still young, so

It's easy to use the medicine. Besides, the fever has gone down now, but my whole body is feeling weak from the fever. I wish I could sleep a little longer."

Shen Zhen murmured: "But..."

Mrs. Fan said warmly: "Illness goes away like threads. There has to be a process. It can't be cured immediately."

Just as she was talking, Mi Bao slowly opened her eyes. She was in a daze from sleep. When she saw Shen Zhen here, she was a little happy and murmured: "Madam."
Chapter completed!