"Please put your wife down first, I want to see a doctor for her."
Yang Jinfan emphasized again, but the man still refused to let go.
How can a seven or eight-year-old child know how to see a doctor?
When he was seven or eight years old, he was still fighting crickets with his neighbor next door!
Gu Dingyu didn't have time to explain to him. He only half-turned around and gave the man a look and said: "Mr. Wan, just leave your wife to her. She is my apprentice, and her craftsmanship is no worse than mine. If something goes wrong,
If there is a problem, I will take responsibility."
After listening to Gu Dingyu's words, the man let go of his hand doubtfully, but still stared at Yang Jinfan unblinkingly, for fear that she would do something to harm his wife.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't find a doctor at the moment, he would never have handed over his most beloved wife to a young girl, even if she was the doctor's disciple.
When things were urgent, he could only take a gamble.
The woman was laid flat on the ground. Yang Jinfan quickly stretched out his hand to protect the back of her head. He put his small white hands on her wrists and closed his eyes to check her pulse. Soon after, he opened his eyes, manually lifted her eyelids to inspect them, and opened her eyes.
He looked at the tongue coating.
The man carefully observed Yang Jinfan's movements and was undecided.
Although this girl was young, her posture when treating people was no worse than that of the doctors he had seen before. The indifferent arrogance on her body made her look less like a child and more like a doctor who was used to seeing life and death.
It has to be said that someone who has been in the business field for nearly twenty years is quite accurate in judging people. In his previous life, Yang Jinfan was a doctor of both Chinese and Western medicine who was used to seeing life and death. He had seen all kinds of situations, big and small, and was able to deal with them.
Comes handy.
She opened the medicine box that Gu Dingyu brought, took out the silver needle package, sterilized it, and then pricked the woman's arms and head. The position and strength of the needles were just right.
Although Mr. Wan didn't know much about medicine and didn't know how to do it, he could still see that this little girl's hands were as steady as the best doctor in the town when performing acupuncture.
Yang Jinfan finished acupuncture for the woman, put away the silver needle bag, then raised his head and smiled at Mr. Wan.
"Master Wan, don't worry. Madam, she is fine. She is just too frightened. In addition, she has not recovered well after giving birth. Her body is weak and her energy and blood are insufficient. She is too worried about the young master's condition and is in a coma. After the needle is taken out, I will write a copy.
Prescription, wait for Madam to drink the medicine on time after she wakes up, and you will feel better after a while."
Master Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that his wife was okay, and kept mumbling: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."
Then he ordered someone to help his wife to rest, and asked someone to bring paper and pen to Yang Jinfan.
Yang Jinfan spread out the paper on the nearby round table, wrote down a prescription eloquently, and handed it to Mr. Wan.
Mr. Wan glanced at the prescription and couldn't help but admire it.
This child's handwriting is like everyone else's, he is a rare genius!
As soon as he got the prescription, Mr. Wan immediately sent someone to take the prescription to the pharmacy in the town to get some medicine, leaving two maids and a boy here while he hurried to visit his wife.
Yang Jinfan was easy to deal with, but Gu Dingyu's face became darker and darker, and finally it was so dark that it could be described as the bottom of a pot.
He unbuttoned the child's shirt, and what he saw was a large area of bright red. The red skin was covered with dense rashes, which was shocking and made people unable to bear to look at it.
He put his hand under the child's nose to test his breathing. The child was still breathing, but more air was coming out and less air was coming in. Then he looked at the child's face, his eyes were closed, and he looked like he had died at an early age.
"Afan, come here and help me."
Gu Dingyu knew that Mrs. Wan's side was fine, so he shouted to Yang Jinfan.
"Hey, here we come!"
Yang Jinfan responded, took off the silver needle and put it away, then took the medicine box to find Gu Dingyu.
"What's wrong, Master?"
"Look."
Gu Dingyu opened the child's clothes and let Yang Jinfan watch.
Yang Jinfan took a closer look, his eyes widened, and looked at Gu Dingyu in shock. Gu Dingyu also shrugged helplessly.
"You help me sterilize the silver needle, and I'll do the injection, as fast as possible."
"yes."
Yang Jinfan immediately quickly took out the silver needle bag and fire seal again, and began to sterilize the silver needles in an orderly manner.
After handling a silver needle, he handed it to Gu Dingyu. The master and apprentice worked together in perfect harmony.
After all, Gu Dingyu was known as "the best doctor in the world". The child showed signs of dying prematurely. As long as he was in time, he could save the child.
After giving the child the injection, the little guy's brow began to react, and he wanted to moan in pain, but his whole body couldn't move, his limbs struggled desperately, and fine sweat began to appear on his forehead and neck.
"Come here, go get a basin of hot water and a basin of cold water, put a clean brocade handkerchief in them, go to the drug store in the town and buy a pack of shade-dried Xu Changqing to boil a basin of water, bring it back in half an hour, put it in
Put on a clean muslin cloth."
Before she finished speaking, the two maids hurried towards the kitchen. The boy was about to run out, but Gu Dingyu stopped him.
"Wait a minute," he said with a stern face, trying his best to suppress his anger, "call your master over."
"yes."
After saying that, he ran out and ran away.
The large swaths of urticaria were so horrifying that Yang Jinfan couldn't help but said, "Master, does he have ringworm?"
To be precise, it's not called "ringworm", but an allergy, but there's no such thing as "allergy" here.
"Well, they gave the child inappropriate food and didn't treat it as early as possible, so it got so serious."
Yang Jinfan turned around and looked at the child on the couch. He was only seven or eight months old. He had just entered the complementary feeding stage and was being tortured like this. It would definitely affect gastrointestinal digestion in the future.
"Master, I think the child's symptoms seem to have been eaten by mistake, and more than once."
The large area of wheal-like urticaria on the body, coupled with the high fever, does not seem to be a symptom caused by the first exposure to an allergen.
Too intense!
Gu Dingyu nodded: "Well, yes, I saw it very accurately. Just now when we were still outside the hospital, we heard Mrs. Wan crying. Did you hear what she said?"
What did she say?
Yang Jinfan frowned and thought about it, his eyes lit up: "I heard her say 'shrimp porridge'!"
"Well, that's right. The south of the Yangtze River is also a land of plenty. It's very common for well-off families to use Haicuo as complementary food for their children, but the children of Wanjia should be an exception. Eating Haicuo-like things will cause health problems.
The discomfort caused a rash all over the body, and the adults didn’t know the cause, so they kept putting it off, and eventually it caused a high fever. If you and I hadn’t arrived in time, I would have burned the child to death even after he was rescued.”
As soon as Gu Dingyu finished speaking, Mr. Wan hurried over with the young man. As soon as he stepped through the door, he asked in a panic: "Doctor Gu, what's wrong with the child? Doctor, Wan is such an old man.
Laizi, don't make any mistake! Please ask the doctor to save him, he is the life of my wife and me!"