591. Chapter 591 Survival after the catastrophe [15]
I took a dose of antipyretic injection, but the fever did not go away at all. Instead, the fever became more intense. My whole body was so feverish that I was unconscious, shivering, my face was ashen, and my whole body seemed to be on fire | It was frighteningly hot.
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"Yao'er, how are you? Will my cousin be okay?" April stood beside the hospital bed with her mother, looking at Yin Yao'er, who was dressed in plain clothes, holding a flashlight in his hand, and slowly and carefully read through it.
Yeslo's eyelids.
"He has a serious fever." Yin Yao'er said calmly.
Ai Lengcui wanted to yell "nonsense!" at her, but she endured it several times before she endured it, and waited anxiously for Yin Yao'er to continue doing various physical examinations.
"As expected, Master Luo must be suffering from a lung infection. His condition is very dangerous. If the infection spreads to the nearby heart or brain, causing pericarditis or meningitis, then there is basically no cure -"
Yin Yao'er put away the stethoscope, flashlight, percussion hammer and other medical tools, with a rare hint of caution in her expression.
"Then give him the best anti-inflammatory medicine as soon as possible!" Ai Lengcui suggested anxiously.
Yin Yaoer's eyes as clear as black diamonds glanced over, "The maximum dose of the highest level of broad-spectrum antibiotics has been injected. Whether he can survive it depends on his luck."
"But......"
"Stop talking, I will cooperate with acupuncture treatment. If his high fever can go down tonight, he will basically pass the critical period. If the fever continues to be this high, it may be a disaster..."
Ai Lengcui looked at the little girl in front of her steadily, making sure that she had a solemn appearance and could never deceive him. Her eyes turned red, and she suddenly reached out and covered her mouth tightly.
The muscles couldn't help but twitch.
"Mommy, can you have some confidence in our medicine? Besides, people say that good people don't live long and bad people live for thousands of years. A cruel drug lord like my cousin who does bad things will not die in a while!"
April held her mother in her arms, her tone was joking, and there was no trace of anxiety or uneasiness.
"What do you know?" Ai Lengcui choked, "Your cousin really made a mistake. How can I face your aunt in the future?"
Tears fell down, diluting the makeup on her face, revealing the shallow ridges on it. After all, she was a woman in her forties, and she seemed to have aged more than ten years overnight.
April cleared her throat and turned around, "Yao'er," his dissolute young man's face rarely became serious, "Please do whatever it takes to save your cousin's life. Otherwise, in the future,
In the luxurious and quiet royal castle, the luxurious and elegant bedroom is lit only by a faint wall lamp.
The windows were open, the breeze blew in slowly from the outside, and the beautiful gauze curtains were flying.
The high ceiling is carved with exquisite palace paintings, and the rose-style crystal chandelier is sparkling.
Cheng Liuli was lying on a super-size bed, with white lace as soft as clouds surrounding her.
Her long hair is like beautiful ink-colored algae, hanging loosely on the velvet pillow, and her curled eyelashes create a moving shadow on her cheeks.