The era of farming is so sweet

Chapter 205
The woman held the doctor tightly by the hand, "Doctor, I beg you. Please save our Yongjun. Please, his father's life or death on the battlefield is uncertain, and this is the only child in the Wang family. If something happens to the child, we will help you." How can I be sorry to his father, please save my child."

The doctor who was caught was also sweating profusely, and he supported the woman, "Eldest sister, get up first. We really can't help it. We have done what we can."

The woman cried and shook her head, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The doctor also held her tightly, and when the two were in a stalemate, an old woman yelled in the corridor.

"Fang Hong, the child has vomited again and is already unconscious."

When the woman kneeling on the ground heard this, she didn't care about begging the doctor anymore, and quickly got up and ran to the ward.

The crowd moved to the door of the ward again.

Hearing the heart-piercing cries inside, Zhixia sighed.

I really can't bear to stand by and watch.

"Let it go, let it go." Squeezed through the crowd.

The person she touched had a bad expression and said something.

"You little girl, why are you squeezing? It's really rude. There's nothing to see when a child is dying."

Facing her words, Zhixia only took a cold look, and then walked straight towards the woman.

A closer look revealed that the child was short of breath.

No matter how much the woman named Fang Hong shook her eyes, she wouldn't open her eyes.

The child is estimated to be about five years old.

Pale complexion, perioral cyanosis, edema of extremities.

At first glance, he entered severe pneumonia.

"Hurry up and put the child on the bed. If you hold him like this, he will show symptoms of suffocation. The child is only five years old, and he will suffer from heart failure after suffocation. Put him on the bed quickly."

Hearing Zhixia's words, Fang Hong was stunned.

The old lady at the side looked at her, "Where did you come from, girl."

Zhixia didn't look at her, but stared at Fanghong, and looked at her watch, "You've been holding the baby for 2 minutes. The longer the time, the worse the baby's condition will be."

The old woman wanted to talk, but Fang Hong immediately put the child on the bed lightly.

Pulling the old woman, she shook her head, "Mom, don't talk, let her take a look. After all...the hospital has nothing to do, right?"

After talking about it, I cried.

The old woman also turned her back and wiped away her tears.

Seeing that Fanghong is acquainted with each other, she gave up her place.

Zhixia moves closer to the child.

Put your hand on your forehead, it's hot.

It was about forty degrees.

"Is there hot water?"

Hearing Zhixia asking for hot water, Fang Hong quickly wiped away her tears.

"I'm going to fetch water now."

The old woman took the kettle, "I'll just go, you're right here."

Zhixia opened the child's clothes, took a thermometer from his pocket and put it in the child's clothes.

He put a cooling patch on his forehead.

At this time, everyone was silent, and their eyes were fixed on Zhixia.

I took the opportunity to scan it with a scanner.

After the heart scan, it can be seen that there are spot-like infiltrations of different sizes in the middle and lower fields of both lungs, or fused into patchy shadows.

Lie on the child's heart and listen carefully.

On auscultation of the lungs, there were dense small blister sounds and decreased breath sounds.

The anterior bregma was slightly distended, with signs of meningeal irritation.I'm afraid that even if it burns for two days, it will be difficult for the immortal Da Luo to save it.

At this time, the old woman came back from fetching water.

Zhixia took out the commonly used children's ibuprofen suspension from her bag, scalded the lid with boiling water, then poured out some medicine, added some boiling water and stirred it.

"You help the child up slightly."

Point to Fang Hong and ask her to follow suit.

Fang Hong quickly ran to the other side of the bed to help the child up, Zhixia squeezed the child's mouth open, and poured the medicine in bit by bit.

Fortunately, the child is still conscious and knows how to swallow.

After feeding the medicine, have the child lie down.

A drop of the child's blood was secretly taken for analysis by the scanner.

After determining the cause of the illness, I took out the needle and gave the child a skin test.

As soon as it was done, I heard a doctor come in.

"Who is giving medicines to children indiscriminately, and who is responsible if something happens."

I saw that the crowd gave way.

A tall, middle-aged female doctor came in.

As soon as he saw Zhixia was holding a needle in his hand.

Came over after a few brisk walks.

With a look of anger on his face, "Who are you? How can you give your child an injection at will? What if the condition worsens or something happens? Can you afford the responsibility?"

A series of questions.

Zhixia put the child's hand away, and told Fang Hong, "Look at his hand, don't move it, and don't wipe the blood. That's it, two to ten minutes."

Then he stood up and looked at the person coming.

"Patients need a quiet environment. I believe you know better than me, so please speak quietly."

The female doctor eased her breath.

"Where did you come from? What kind of medicine did you give that child just now? Do you know what kind of harm random medicine will cause to the patient?"

Zhixia took a deep breath, "Of course I know, but this child has already developed severe pneumonia. If he doesn't take medicine, he might not be able to survive for two days. Do you...have any medicine?"

As soon as these words came out, the doctor fell silent.

That's right, if they had medicine, they would have watched the child's condition get worse day by day, but there was nothing they could do.

This is already the third child with severe pneumonia this year.

After a month of treatment for the first two, it's a pity that they are still... gone.

Seeing her expression, Zhixia knew it too.

In this era, pneumonia can kill people, and children are the most common among them. How many children have died of this disease is countless across the country.

Some were cured, but their brains were burnt out.I will be a fool all my life.

This is the tragedy of this era.

The female doctor was silent for a while, then raised her head and looked at Zhixia suspiciously, "How do you know that the child has severe pneumonia? Have you ever studied medicine?"

With a slight smile on the corner of Zhixia's mouth, she nodded.

"Yes, I have learned some. I work in the health center in the town and can see some minor illnesses."

The female doctor patted Zhixia on the shoulder, "It's not easy. This is not a minor illness, but you can accurately see the child's illness, which shows that you have some skills in your head. It has been three days, and the child repeatedly High fever, groggy. Alas..."

Just sighed and looked at the child's arms.

"What did you call him just now? Did it work?"

That's when Zhixia was asked.

"That's not a medicine, it's just a test."

"test??"

This made the female doctor a little puzzled.What is the injection test?

Seeing that she didn't understand, Zhixia simply explained it to her.

"It is to test whether they are allergic to antibiotics, er...penicillin. Some people's bodies will produce antibodies to penicillin, reject it, and if severe, they will go into shock. 1% to 10% of the population is allergic to penicillin, regardless of age, dosage form, and dosage. Allergic reactions can occur in both the drug and the route of administration, and severe anaphylactic shock can be life-threatening. Therefore, a skin test must be performed."

I roughly said it.

(End of this chapter)