Bai Jingxing held up a child's head and fed him the medicine. After he drank it, he went to feed the next little patient.
The people in this wooden shed are all seriously ill teenagers and children, most of whom have no parents or family to take care of them.
She picked up a bowl of medicine, picked up the little girl's head and wanted to feed her, but she vomited it out after just one mouthful, and kept retching, and her face was almost red to purple.
Bai Jingxing was startled and quickly reached out to touch her forehead, which was hot.
She quickly put down the medicine bowl, turned around and ran out, "Mother, mother, there is a patient here with high fever——"
The people in the medical tent were very busy, everyone was coming and going in a hurry. When they saw Bai Jingxing running towards her, one of them grabbed her and said, "My lady, Mr. Zhou is not in the tent. Someone just wanted to climb out from the mountain, and soldiers chased her.
We were hit by falling rocks and injured several soldiers, so please go and deal with them."
Bai Jingxing stamped his feet and shouted: "But the people in the No. 8 wooden shed have a high fever and are about to die."
In the past few days, she had seen several people suffer from such high fevers that they eventually convulsed and died.
Bai Jingxing turned around and ran to find Zhou Man. He ran through two wooden sheds before finding her. She rushed in quickly, "Mother——"
Zhou Man's hands were covered in blood. When he heard the shouting, he only took a moment to look at her. He nodded slightly and walked to a wooden bed behind her right. Only then did she see a soldier lying on the bed with blood on his body and his eyes closed.
His face was pale and he looked almost dead.
Zhou Man stepped forward and asked, "What's his name?"
Someone next to him replied: "Zhang Dazhu, he is twenty-one years old this year and is my little flag in Yunzhou."
"How did you get hurt?"
"He was kicked in the chest by the person who escaped and was hit with a stone."
Zhou Man leaned over and called him loudly, "Zhang Dazhu, Zhang Dazhu——"
The person on the bed didn't respond. Zhou Man touched his neck and chest and found that his breathing was barely audible and his pulse was almost cut off. He turned around and ordered: "Bring the needle!"
A medical assistant took a very long and large hollow needle from the needle bag and gave it to Zhou Man. It was the first time Bai Jingxing saw his mother using such a thick needle, and his eyes widened for a moment.
Zhou Man took it, touched Zhang Dazhu's chest, and then pricked it with a needle...
A bunch of blood flew out and covered Zhou's body. Her expression did not change and she pressed her hands on his left chest. The person on the bed slowly started to react...
"My lord, he is alive."
Zhou Man then ordered the medical assistant who was following him, "He has hemorrhage in the chest. Give him a hemostatic medicine and a prescription for strengthening the spleen and clearing the lungs."
"yes."
Zhou Man left the follow-up to the medical assistant, and then looked at Bai Jingxing, "What's the matter?"
Although Bai Jingxing was wearing a mask, he did not hide his shock and pride, "Mother, you are so awesome!"
Zhou Man smiled at her and turned to wash his hands.
Only then did Bai Jingxing remember the business and said quickly: "Mom, someone in the No. 8 wooden shed has a high fever. She also has some convulsions and vomiting."
Zhou Man went to see her with her and asked on the way, "What's her name?"
Bai Jingxing shook his head, "I don't know, I only know that she is number 63, she is twelve years old, and she was sent here the afternoon before yesterday..."
Zhou Man nodded slightly and hurried to No. 8 wooden shed. The little girl inside had fainted. Zhou Man raised her head and made sure she was not blocked by vomit, then felt her forehead and pulse.
She was about to give orders when she saw that all her subordinates had been sent out and there was no one available around her.
She took out the needle bag and inserted the needle into her while saying to Bai Jingxing: "Go to the pharmacy and ask for the second set of medicine. If there is any ready-made medicine, they will send you a bowl first."
Bai Jingxing agreed, turned around and ran towards the pharmacy.
When she brought the medicine back, the little girl who had been shivering and twitching had gradually calmed down. Zhou Man twisted a towel to wipe her, took the medicine and drank it for her.
Bai Jingxing squatted aside and watched, asking: "Mom, can she survive?"
Zhou Man: "Not necessarily, there is only a 40% chance."
She rolled up her sleeves to show Bai Jingxing. They were swollen and a little red. She said softly: "She scratched the flea bites. Jing Xing, the rats and fleas in this land are very poisonous now. Protect yourself."
Be good to yourself."
Bai Jingxing's eyes were slightly red, and he was a little scared, "Mom, will we also get sick and die?"
Zhou Man put the little girl on the bed, turned around and whispered to her: "As long as you do what I say, you won't get sick, let alone die."
Bai Jingxing nodded with red eyes.
"Come on, come and help me. There are too many patients. All the people around me who need help have been sent out," Zhou Man said softly: "You are literate and know most medicines. Even if you spread the word, you can save many people.
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Bai Jingxing followed Zhou Man, running in and out every day to deliver prescriptions, grab medicines, and record the patient's condition.
She thought her mother was treating patients who were already infected. Different people needed different medicines for different symptoms. She watched one patient after another die and be carried out, and she also saw one patient after another get better and be cured.
Later, the patient became an assistant, helping to take care of new patients in the isolation area every day.
Until one night when she woke up late at night, she opened her eyes and found that her mother was still sitting at the table. There were a lot of medicinal materials on the table, and she was twisting the medicinal materials and smelling them.
Bai Jingxing rubbed his eyes and asked in confusion, "Mom, aren't you still asleep?"
Zhou Man didn't respond to her, so Bai Jingxing lifted the quilt and got down to the ground, walked up to her and waved.
Zhou Man came to his senses, grabbed her hand and pulled her aside: "Don't make trouble, it's still a little bit..."
"What's wrong?"
"Just use the medicine," Zhou Man said thoughtfully, "I'm wondering which medicine is better."
Bai Jingxing's eyes lit up, "Is this a prescription for treating the plague?"
Zhou Man nodded slightly, "It can also be a prescription to prevent plague. After using it, if you pay attention to isolation and hygiene, the plague in Yunzhou can be controlled."
Bai Jingxing was stunned for a while, then asked: "Mom, haven't you slept at night these past few days?"
When the word "sleep" was mentioned, Zhou Man's eyelids became heavy for a while. She tried a few times, but found that it was a bit futile, so she simply followed her will and closed her eyes, but her brain refused to close.
Although I was very sleepy, my brain was extremely excited. Although it was spinning a little slowly and a little wandering, it was still spinning anyway.
She said: "I slept, but I didn't sleep enough."
"How long did you sleep for?"
Zhou Man was also a little unsure, "Two hours?"
Bai Jingxing couldn't help but hugged her, "It's only been two hours. Didn't my mother say that staying up late and overworking will lead to sudden death?"
Zhou Man sighed: "Yes, but there are too many patients. If we develop the prescription as soon as possible, how many fewer people will die?"
After closing her eyes for a while, she felt much better, so she opened her eyes hard, looked up at her daughter standing in front of her, smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, your mother is not that easy to die suddenly."