"There are many theories in Chinese medicine, among which they focus on the Qi of heaven and earth, the innocence of ancient times."
Fu Jingyou took over the second treasure, which was crying weakly, with trembling hands.
The old man continued:
“This child breathed a sigh of relief when he came out of his mother’s womb and has not come up. He cannot absorb the abilities and energy naturally given in this world.”
"Just let it out now and it will be fine. Take good care of yourself in the future. You are also a good person, no worse than others."
A comrade who was caring for him pushed the old man and scolded:
"Old man Qian, you are afraid of ghosts and ghosts now, you are so nonsense!"
The old man's face changed. He changed his mind and quickly said sorry.
Fu Jingyou looked gloomy, understanding the twists and turns.
This old gentleman is the same type of person as he used to be.
Nutritional products such as malted milk are always kept in the ward, hoping that Lu Miao can take a sip to replenish energy when she wakes up.
Tang Mei quickly made a cup of malted milk, cooled it with a small spoon and fed it to Erbao.
After that, Erbao's condition really improved a lot.
I fed Erbao malted milk at first and choked a few mouthfuls.
He gradually became able to swallow. As soon as the spoon was placed on him, Erbao's little mouth squirmed in the direction to slurp.
I haven't swallowed much these days, and the little guy is starving.
Fu Jingyou touched the little face of Erbao who was asleep after eating and drinking with his knuckles, and his heart suddenly felt much more at ease.
The two people who were looking after Mr. Qian often interfered, which was very annoying.
Lu Yuanzheng had just put pressure on them to get out first.
Handing the second treasure to Tang Mei for help watching, Fu Jingyou approached Mr. Qian in the corner.
His lips were dry, his knees sank, and with a dull "dong", he knelt down directly in front of Mr. Qian.
Not to mention Mr. Qian was startled, Tang Mei and Lu Yuanzheng were also startled.
Mr. Qian is still sensitive, how dare he do this?
Hurry up and help Fu Jingyou:
"Hey, little comrade! There is gold under the man's knees. Nowadays, everyone is equal, so you can't do it! Come on, come on!"
Fu Jingyou was stubborn and did not get up. He made a "dong" sound with his head and kowtowed with his forehead on the ground.
Fu Jingyou has no other weaknesses, Lu Miao and the child are everything to him.
Except for Lu Miao and the children, there is nothing else that he cannot give up.
"You are very capable. If you can save children, you can certainly save adults."
With hope rising in her heart, Fu Jingyou choked up in her voice and shed tears that were completely different from her previous emotions:
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"Please, think of a way, think of a way! Save her, save her..."
Every word he said came from the heart, and every word was so sad that Tang Mei couldn't bear to read it.
Lu Yuanzheng lowered his eyebrows and felt a little melancholy. After looking twice, he approached the window with his hands behind his back and said nothing.
Yes, now everyone is equal.
But no matter when, a man has gold at his knees, this sentence is always good.
Kneel up to heaven and earth, kneel down to your parents.
This boy surnamed Fu will kneel down to the wealthy old man from the northwest farm for his daughter.
Lu Yuanzheng really didn’t expect it, nor did he expect it.
So I was surprised, melancholy, and even more moved...
Mr. Qian had no choice but to say truthfully:
"Doctors are kind-hearted. If there is a chance of survival, I will not stand idly by, but there are still some things missing, and I'm afraid it won't be easy to fix..."
Tang Mei was excited and approached Erbao with her arms in her arms.
Beside the window, Lu Yuanzheng also turned around.
Having said that, there is obviously still hope.
Fu Jingyou was no longer deadlocked and stood up quickly to ask:
"What else is missing? What else do you need? I'll get it!"
As long as there is hope, no matter what obstacles lie ahead, he can get it!
What Mr. Qian wants is not special, it even sounds mediocre.
Just some Chinese medicinal materials.
Herbal medicines such as Rehmannia glutinosa and Angelica sinensis are used to nourish blood. The person on the bed looked like he was about to die, but he still had one breath to hold on.
During the consultation just now, Mr. Qian had met with Tang Mei and learned that he had been reluctantly feeding Lu Miao some ginseng soup.
Mr. Qian has seen ginseng residue. The ginseng is at least thirty years old and is a good ginseng.
With such a good ginseng in hand, it is not surprising that it can hold your breath.
But just lifting the breath is useless. Maternal problems are caused by improper fetal position and severe bleeding caused by difficult delivery.
Nourishing blood is inherently difficult, so much blood is consumed, so replenishing blood is the top priority.
Furthermore...
The mother is unconscious and unable to discharge lochia from her body.
The body cannot move, which generally requires pinching acupuncture points, massage, and acupuncture to assist in conditioning.
Those dirty things remain in the body for a long time, which is also harmful to the patient's body.
Mr. Qian has a heavy burden on his back and has been here for a short time. He can teach you how to pinch acupuncture points and the like.
Good ginseng requires good medicine.
In recent years, there are quite a few barefoot doctors in the countryside, but it is hard to find even one who is a serious practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine.
It is not an easy task to find exquisitely prepared high-quality herbal medicines.
Mr. Qian spoke eloquently and finally said:
"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to fate and physique, and often it is one person's side..."
"This is the only best prescription I can think of for the current situation, but...but there is no guarantee that it will definitely work. ”
Just a little bit of hope.
The mother was depleted of energy and blood, her vitality was severely damaged, and she was severely deficient inside.
At this time, you can only replenish your body, qi and blood.
Try to hold it up as much as possible, and then go on...
Whether a person can hold on, he can only leave it to his own fate.
Mr. Qian clenched his right hand slightly into a fist and tapped his knuckles on the table with a slightly worried look.
He came up with this method only because the ginseng could make him breathe, so he had the courage to give it a try.
In fact, I don’t have much confidence in my heart.
"Having said that, you family members should also consider it."
Consider?
What to consider?
What else needs to be considered?
“I want Rehmannia glutinosa, Angelica sinensis, Astragalus, and Poria. I’ll look for it, I’ll look for it!”
Serious Chinese herbal medicine is difficult to obtain, but Fu Jingyou is a local after all, so there is no guarantee that he will not find a way.
"Others are secondary, give priority to cooked rehmannia glutinosa. If there is no cooked rehmannia glutinosa, raw rehmannia glutinosa will do..."
Mr. Qian thought for a while, took Fu Jingyou and told him:
< br>"It really doesn't work. If any house has pigeons, just bring back one or two pigeons."
Fu Jingyou nodded repeatedly, with a haggard face, but full of energy.
He was in a hurry to leave, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Dabao, who was babbling and kicking his legs on the side of Lu Miao's hand, and his eyes suddenly softened.
Fu Jingyou squeezed the little hand of Erbao in Tang Mei's arms.
In a flash, he approached the bedside, touched Dabao, took Lu Miao's hand and rubbed it against his face, and finally walked out of the ward resolutely.
Pigeons, rehmannia glutinosa...
He will bring them back!
Orthodox Chinese medicine is indeed more sensitive now.
But probably sensitive people have their own circle.
As a member of the sensitive group, Fu Jingyou really knew a family that practiced traditional Chinese medicine.
It is said that two generations ago, he was a famous court physician in the late Qing Dynasty.
Fu Jingyou rode his bicycle back and met Chen Guifen on the road.
Chen Guifen stopped him and asked:
"Where is the baby? Where is the baby! Where did you take the baby!?"