"Thank you." Yang Mo said subconsciously without taking off the cloak. She felt very warm at this moment. Liu Chengling usually seemed very thoughtful, but now with the moonlight, he felt that his expression was much softer.
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"Daddy..." A vague voice came, and Yang Mo quickly lowered her head. The little girl on the bed woke up and looked at Liu Chengling blankly. Her immature hands suddenly opened up and grabbed Liu Chengling like a baby swallow.
The child was so sick that he thought Liu Chengling was his father.
Liu Chengling's hand was forced to hold the little girl, and the little girl sobbed and cried, "Daddy is back, and I miss daddy."
Suddenly a child held his hand. Liu Chengling looked a little stiff, as if he didn't know what to do. Yang Mo stood up and asked Liu Chengling to get closer to the bed.
The little girl's father has been killed in battle. For such a young child, she still doesn't understand what life and death mean. Maybe her father is just a vague image. When people are afraid, they will look for their biggest support, so Liu Chengling
As the father in my memory.
Who can say no to a sick child.
Liu Chengling sat on the chair very decently, letting a child pull up his sleeves. The little girl cried a few times and curled up and fell asleep again.
"Maybe you can wake up tomorrow." Yang Mo whispered.
Seeing Liu Chengling taking the sleeves out of the little girl's hands little by little, Yang Mo raised her head and looked over, "Mr. Liu took her hand and let her sleep peacefully. This will be very beneficial to her illness."
What a strange statement this is. Liu Chengling frowned and looked at Yang Mo, "What does this have to do with her illness?"
Yang Mo smiled and looked at Liu Chengling. Although Liu Chengling was still in disguise, she seemed to have adapted to his fake beard. She could see his true face at a glance. The man still exuded the aristocratic power as usual.
, but the stiff look on his face showed his discomfort. Facing such an innocent child, he was helpless.
"Of course it does matter. If you are in a good mood, your illness will heal faster." Whether it is affection therapy or touch therapy, relevant treatment trials are being carried out at home and abroad in modern times. Anyway, it will always have some use.
Just by listening to her relaxed tone, he knew it was just a casual statement. Although he thought so, Liu Chengling's hand that wanted to pull back his sleeve gradually loosened his grip.
Jiang Ping held his bag and stretched his head to look into the treatment center. What the young master said has always been implemented step by step. There has never been a situation like this. It was obviously planned to leave, but it was delayed from morning to night, and now he sat down again, as if
No sign of leaving.
"Are you going to ask?" Jiang Ping poked Ajiu next to him, only to find that Ajiu was already drowsy standing there.
"What are you asking? Put your things down quickly. I'm sure you won't leave." Ajiu yawned and glanced at Shen Weiyan walking over with a medicine basket. She immediately greeted him with a smart smile, "Mr. Shen, why haven't you left yet?
Take a break?"
Shen Weiyan stretched out the back of his hand to rub the soft cloth on his face. The cloth was already soaked with sweat. "I just distributed the medicine with Dr. Yao," he said, looking towards the treatment center, "Who is taking care of you over there?"
Ajiu said with a smile: "Students from Tai Hospital, Dr. Shen, go and rest. There are more things to do tomorrow. What's the point of being exhausted?"
Ajiu was very kind, but Shen Weiyan felt a little embarrassed. He nodded, put the herbs away, and went to clean his hands.
Jiang Ping didn't understand, so he grabbed Ajiu and said, "Why are you lying? Miss Yang is obviously over there. If something goes wrong, are you responsible?"
Miss Yang and Dr. Shen often discussed medical records together. Ajiu pointed to the sky, "What happened in the middle of the night? It would be good for both of us not to let Dr. Shen go there, so that the master would not lose his temper when we see him. You and I Everyone will suffer."
Jiang Ping was even more confused as to what the relationship between his master's temper and Dr. Shen was.
Ajiu had an enigmatic smile on her face, "I usually think you are quite smart, but why are you so confused now? Don't blame me for not reminding you. Be more respectful to Miss Yang in the future and don't act casually every time you see her." Just bow and settle the matter. I don’t know if my master will throw you to the northwest to fight the wind someday, but don’t get too close, be careful..." Ajiu’s expression suddenly became fierce, and he chopped off his hand like a knife.
Jiang Ping suddenly felt a cool breeze on his neck, but immediately his eyes widened in surprise, "You mean... you mean..."
Ajiu didn't look like he was joking.
How is this possible? Miss Yang... only knows some medical skills, and the young master didn't look very happy.
"Think about it, why the young master was angry with Dr. Shen that day."
Ajiu means...the young master was angry with Dr. Shen that day because Mr. Shen and Miss Yang were too close...the young master was disgusted. Jiang Ping turned to look at the two people in the treatment center, hoping to learn from it. I saw some mystery.
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Yang Mo thought she was sleepy and went to rest, but she didn't expect that the sky would be bright in a blink of an eye. When she turned around, she saw the colorful morning glow on the horizon, surrounded by the chirping of birds, and the morning breeze blew slowly, as if she was unloading. Losing the heaviness of the night makes people feel extremely relaxed.
"Spring and summer are the best times to watch the sunrise."
I didn't expect that she would still have such a leisurely mood. What many women see is the square patch of sky above the inner house, "When the sun rises, it's not the same every day."
"It's different. When the sunlight is blocked, it's not that beautiful. It doesn't feel like the ocean is wide enough for fish to jump or the sky is high enough for birds to fly."
"You know quite a lot."
Liu Chengling's voice came, and Yang Mo felt that she had made a mistake. Maybe it was because she saw the patient who had received anti-venom gradually improved, and her mood improved a lot. "It's all because of the poetry notes." Miss Naizhai was interested in seeing this kind of thing. Shi Chao, Liu Chengling would not argue with her carefully.
Yang Mo arranged the cloth on her face and was about to lower her head to look at the little girl from the Wu family when she saw the little girl open her eyes.
This time there was a little more light than before. The little girl looked around and said vaguely: "Grandma... mother... dad..."
Now that he had really woken up, Yang Mo showed a smile on his face and hurriedly told Qiu Tong, who was coming over, "Go find Mrs. Wu quickly and tell her that the child has woken up."
Qiu Tong, Chun He and the two were startled when they saw no one in the inner room. Fortunately, they ran out and saw the eldest lady. Her eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, but she was full of energy. Next to her was Mr. Liu...
Qiu Tong went to find Mrs. Wu first, Chun He poured water over, and Yang Mo fed the little girl some water with her own hands.
"Nanny." Mrs. Wu covered her mouth and nose and couldn't wait to rush over and pick up the little girl on the bed.
The little girl lay on her mother's shoulder, patting her mother's shoulder gently with her small hands, as if she was comforting her mother, or acting coquettishly to her mother.
The child's behavior does not seem abnormal, and it seems that he has slowly recovered.
But the little boy who received the serum at the same time has not yet woken up.
The little girl said a few words to her mother and then turned to look for her brother. The little boy looked like he was sleeping deeply. Mrs. Wu looked at Yang Mo nervously.
Old Mrs. Wu was helped over by someone and sighed, "Everyone who gets better is better. For such a dangerous disease, let alone children, even adults can survive it."
Mrs. Wu then swallowed the words on her lips.
Yang Mo knew the thoughts of the Wu family. It was not a luxury to want two children to be safe. Any mother would think so. Just when Yang Mo was about to persuade Mrs. Wu, the little boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
Before Mrs. Wu could show her joyful expression, the little boy suddenly straightened up and opened his mouth to spit out filth. Yang Mo hurriedly stood up and escorted Mrs. Wu and the little girl out of the treatment center.
Upon seeing this, students from Tai Hospital rushed forward to check on the little boy.
Mrs. Wu looked at Yang Mo in horror, her arms kept shaking, and the little girl hugged her mother's arm even tighter.
"Madam, the imperial court has cleared out the room next to the Taoist temple. I asked people to cover it with red cloth. You will send your child there to recuperate. You must not be too close to the child to avoid getting acne. You must take care of me.
Otherwise, not only will we not be able to take care of the children, but we will also infect each other and make the condition worse. On the young master’s side, the hospital and I will try our best to treat him... All items used by the female master must be steamed, and the same goes for the clothes you wear.
The cloth cannot be taken off, the student union of Tai Hospital will come and change it every day."
Mrs. Wu nodded hurriedly, the child was lost and found, how dare she let her make any mistakes.
After Yang Mo finished explaining, Shen Weiyan took Mrs. Wu and the little girl to stay in the courtyard next to them. There were patients with mild acne symptoms there.
After Yang Mo finished explaining, she went to see the boys from the Wu family.
Smallpox can cause many complications. If a child has vomiting, convulsions, skin edema and other symptoms, you should consider whether encephalitis is caused by a virus.
Western medical treatment for encephalitis requires a large amount of antibiotics. Apart from this, she did not know how to use other medicines. Yang Mo calmed down and exposed the child's wrist and began to use traditional Chinese medicine methods to diagnose the pulse.
Her biggest problem is that she only knows the symptoms but doesn't know how to use Chinese medicine. Once she doesn't have Western medicine, she is helpless. Her pulse is heavy, her body is hot, and her hands and feet are crawling. According to Chinese medicine, it is a febrile disease and she should use Qingqiao to detoxify.
She couldn't think of any more nourishing decoctions, and she didn't know how to add or subtract from the prescription.
Yang Mo was diagnosing the symptoms when she turned around and saw Yao Imperial Doctor hurriedly stood up and handed the pistachio to Yao Imperial Doctor, "Please diagnose the symptoms."
Imperial Doctor Yao waved his hands hurriedly, "How can I compare to Miss Yang?"
"I'm not good at it. I'm not as good as Dr. Shen when it comes to identifying pulses." This is her truth. She still has too much to learn in Chinese medicine.
Miss Yang looked very serious and did not seem to be speaking modestly. Doctor Yao couldn't help but be surprised. How could Miss Yang, who could come up with new medicines to treat acne, not be able to identify the pulse?
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