Chapter 158 Physiological saline asking for a pink ticket
Yang Mo knelt down and held the drainage tube and looked at it for a long time, then asked Mei Xiang to bring the trauma powder and disinfectant to change Lu Zhi's dressing.
"How's it going?" Mr. Bai came over to ask Yang Mo after seeing the patient in the hall.
Yang Mo shook her head.
Mr. Bai sighed.
Yang Mo carefully looked at the records of treating Lu Zhi. Lu Zhi should be given physiological saline. However, the best salt in ancient times was well salt, which contained many trace elements that should not be present. However, the content of sodium chloride should also be extremely high.
The high salt, especially the salt offered as tribute by the palace, is different from what they use. It lacks the bitter taste and should be filtered refined salt. If you use these salts to make physiological saline... Now is the time to give it a try.
Yang Mo didn't know who to ask for these refined salts for a while, so she simply went to Lu Zheng and said, "You are familiar with Prince Wen Zheng, could you please ask for some tribute salt?"
Tribute salt is not sold in the market. You have to ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to ask if you can get it. Lu Zheng nodded and hurriedly turned around and went out. As soon as he walked outside Baohe Hall, he saw Jiang Ping coming up to him.
Lu Zheng couldn't help but feel strange that Jiang Ping seemed to be very idle these days. A few days ago, he learned that after Jiang's family left the capital, twenty-seven members of his family were killed by Japanese pirates. From then on, Jiang Ping followed King Xuan. Now it's time
How could he happen to be here when he was protecting King Xuan?
As the two people walked out of the street, Lu Zhengdao said: "I heard that King Xuan was impeached in the past two days, but is it true?" With his identity, he could only listen to rumors.
Jiang Ping's jaw.
"Then why are you still here?" Lu Zheng looked around, "You should be protecting Prince Xuan."
Jiang Ping couldn't laugh or cry. Lu Zheng thought he was willing to be Jiang's keeper at the gate of Baohe Hall?
Jiang Ping coughed and said, "I heard that Lu Zhi is seriously ill. What are you going to do now?"
Lu Zheng then told Miss Yang about her request for refined salt, "Miss Yang asked me to ask Prince Wen Zheng."
Miss Yang knew that the pharmacy next to her was opened by the prince. If she wanted refined salt, why go to Dong Zhao? It would be easier for the prince to get it. Jiang Ping felt sad after hearing this. Miss Yang would rather let the Lu family go to Dong Zhao.
I don't want to talk to the prince. What do you mean? Maybe the two of them are becoming more and more alienated. This was not the case in the epidemic area.
"I'll help you find it," Jiang Ping said.
Lu Zheng shook his head, "I don't want to be a stranger to you, but this is just a matter... Miss Yang is just giving it a try. It may not be enough to get the salt. It's better for me to go. The prince and I are familiar with each other anyway, so why bother to alarm many people?"
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How could Lu Zheng know what was going on here, but Jiang Ping couldn't elaborate and could only nod.
When Dong Zhao ordered someone to deliver a small bottle of salt, Yang Mo ordered someone to weigh the distilled water and the porcelain bottle on a scale, then dissolve the refined salt in a small amount of distilled water and boil it for disinfection. Yang Mo only left Shen Weiyan and Mei Xiang standing by to help.
The salt water tea baskets were sterilized and boiled in advance, and Yang Mo's hands were wrapped in boiled cloth towels.
Carefully take out the teapot, pour out the salt water and cool it, filter it through a layer of cloth, and finally pour it into a bottle of prepared distilled water. After quickly sealing the bottle, Yang Mo tried to use a crystal needle to take out a part and put it in the sun to see.
At least there is no visible sediment inside.
Just as he was about to put down the crystal syringe in his hand, he heard Hu Ling knocking on the door and saying, "Master Lu is not alive anymore."
Yang Mo looked at Mei Xiang and said, "Take the things I prepared just now."
Mei Xiang nodded hurriedly.
Yang Mo went straight to the east side room, and the doctors in the room all made way.
Ji Zi Zhuan was checking Lu Zhi's breath. Yang Mo stretched out her hand and put it on Lu Zhi's neck. There was no pulsation, then lowered her head and rested it on Lu Zhi's chest.
Suddenly there was a sound of gasping in the room.
Although people who practice medicine don't have to be polite, Miss Yang is a little too bold now and actually puts her head directly on a man's chest. If this spreads out, who would dare to marry her?
"There is no heartbeat." Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan.
"External chest compressions," Yang Mo lifted up her skirt slightly, knelt on one knee beside the bed, and put her hands on Lu Zhi's chest, "I'll do the compressions, and Mr. Ji will teach Hu Ling how to blow."
Yang Mo had already explained this first aid method to Ji Zi Zhuan in detail before, and Hu Ling had also seen it in the Ge family. Now it is not difficult for the three of them to implement it together.
Yang Mo looked at the hourglass and said, "You better listen to me. If I tell you to blow, just blow."
The strange treatment method made several doctors who had never seen it before open their eyes wide. Lu Zheng at the door was also in a daze watching the ups and downs of Lu Zhi being pressed.
Suddenly Lu Zhi coughed on the bed. Yang Mo stopped her hand and bent down to listen to Lu Zhi's heartbeat.
Hearing Lu Zhi's voice, Lu Zheng felt like he was sweating all over for a moment. He had killed people on the battlefield, and he wouldn't blink even if his face was splashed with blood. But when he saw Lu Zhi come back from the dead, he actually
I have an urge to cry, and it becomes increasingly uncontrollable, and tears are about to fall.
Lu Zhi is not dead, Lu Zhi is still alive.
Miss Yang really has the medical skills to bring people back to life.
Yang Mo turned to look at Mei Xiang, "Bring the salt water."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mei Xiang came forward with a tray in hand. Yang Mo took off the cloth covering it and "hang up the porcelain bottle." She lowered her head and looked for veins in Lu Zhi's upper arm.
Hu Ling, who should have been busy, stopped.
Miss, what is this? Salt water? Salt water can also be injected into the human body? Hu Ling stood in a daze, only to hear the stern voice of Ji Zi Zhuan in his ears, "Why are you still stunned?"
Salt water, Hu Ling's hands are shaking. Can you put salt water into the bleeding place? Isn't that person certain to die? If salt water can be used as blood, why do you need blood transfusion? Why do you have to work so hard to match blood?
She knew a lot about Miss Yang, but the more she knew, the more unreasonable she felt. Hu Ling couldn't control her hands to pick up the salt water bottle.
Ji Zi Zhuan pulled Hu Ling away and hung up the porcelain vase with his own hands.
The water in the porcelain bottle passed through the gold tube and emerged from the fine steel needle.
It was really water, transparent water. He heard correctly that Miss Yang said it was salt water.
This time it was not blood, but water. Water can enter people's bodies at will. Ji Zizhuan raised his head and looked at Yang Mo.
Yang Mo's face remained as usual, and she firmly inserted the needle into Lu Zhi's blood vessel.
Hu Ling looked at the salt water bottle and couldn't move his eyes away, as if the cold water was flowing into his body along his blood vessels, and the slightest bit of coolness flowed along his blood to his heart, because it was not the blood that made him unable to breathe.
Humans cannot live without blood.
Hu Ling's face turned green and white, and the water seemed to emerge from the top of his head and then flow down.
Hu Ling raised his eyes, and water fell on his eyelids. He could no longer hold on, and he fainted to the ground after holding on to the low table next to him.
"Shen Weiyan." Yang Mo looked at Hu Ling and turned around to shout.
Shen Weiyan immediately took the doctor to carry Hu Ling down.
Lu Zheng was shocked. He didn't expect that the surgeons following Ji Zizhuan would be so frightened.
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It has been two days since Baohetang treated the Lu family, and no news has come out yet. There is already a lot of discussion outside, and Lu Zheng is guarding Lu Zhi's bedside.
Originally, I didn't seem to have much affection for Lu Zhi in the past, but now, watching Lu Zhi go from death to life, I really feel like a brother and sister.
"The fever has gone down a bit." Hu Ling looked at Shen Weiyan.
Shen Weiyan also nodded, "I think it's getting better too."
Hearing that Lu Zhi's condition was getting better, Mr. Lu and the doctor from Baohetang came over to take a look.
"Lu Zhi, Lu Zhi." Mr. Lu shouted in a low voice.
Everyone stared at Lu Zhi on the bed. Lu Zhi's eyes seemed to tremble but he still didn't open them.
"Don't worry," Yang Mo whispered, "give him some time to recuperate." As long as there is improvement, he is likely to recover.
Master Lu shivered and touched Lu Zhi's hand, "Why are your hands still so cold?" He said and put his other hand on it, as if to give Lu Zhi more warmth.
After two days, tonight was the most critical night. Yang Mo asked someone to go back and tell her aunt that she would stay in Baohe Hall today.
When it was time to light the lamp, Yang Mo went to check on Lu Zhi's condition. She shined the lamp on Lu Zhi's face. She didn't know if the light was a bit dazzling, but Lu Zhi slowly opened his eyes.
"Wake up, wake up."
Shen Weiyan's voice came from inside the house. Lu Zheng hurriedly wanted to help Mr. Lu to see it, but Mr. Lu didn't stand up for a moment. He frowned and urged Lu Zheng, "You go first, I will be there in a moment."
Lu Zheng nodded, then left his father and went straight to see Lu Zhi.
Lu Zhi's eyes gradually gathered together, and when he saw a woman busy beside him, he suddenly felt something was wrong. This person looked like a teenage girl, not a servant girl. Men and women could no longer sit at the same table at the age of seven. How could he To be able to disregard etiquette like this... Lu Zhi felt ashamed and wanted to get up and hide away, but he remembered the injury in a daze, and then he realized in his heart that no wonder it was a woman, Miss Yang, who opened the Baohe Tang.
"Lu Zhi." Lu Zheng's voice came from above.
Lu Zhi turned around and saw Lu Zheng with a happy face.
Well done Lu Zhi, you are really tough. If you have already thought about it, Lu Zheng can't say it.
Lu Zhi searched the room with his eyes, and murmured but could not make any sound, "Uncle...Uncle..." He just dreamed that his uncle taught him a carbine, and told him to study hard and be good in the future. Passing the martial arts examination will definitely bring glory to the Lu family, and he and his parents will be happy to know about it.
He was very surprised why his uncle would say such things. Didn't his uncle want to see him pass the martial arts examination?
Lu Zhengdao: "I will help my father over to talk to you in a while."
Lu Zhi nodded and then let go of the thought.
Lu Zhi woke up. Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief. After checking Lu Zhi's wounds, he went out and looked at Shen Weiyan, "Go and see Mr. Lu."
Shen Weiyan went to the room next to him, but soon returned, his face pale, "Miss, go and see Mr. Lu!"
Yang Mo quickly walked a few steps into the house. Mr. Lu was sitting on the ground, with his upper body leaning on the bed, his head lowered, and his whole body motionless. Yang Mo walked over and stretched out his hand to test, but Mr. Lu was no longer breathing.
"Quick, level it, rescue, and call Hu Ling."
Baohetang suddenly became busy again.
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