Chapter 88

Before Xiao Tuo went out, Su Qing came.

Xiao Tuo asked: "Is everything ready?"

"Don't worry, an ambush has been set up nearby. Once someone searches the vicinity, five miles away, they will know." Su Qing said.

"That's good, I'll go shopping, you stay here and watch." Xiao Tuo said, and went to lead the horse.

Su Qing hurriedly stopped him, "General, at least you should put on a disguise. You go in and out of the city to attract attention."

"That's right!" Xiao Tuo went into the back room, changed into coarse cloth clothes, and put on fake beards. This is where they used to relax. They farmed and planted vegetables, fished and cooked. These bosses have no other hobbies, so they only These are pastoral pleasures, so the farmer's things are all in the house.

In the middle of the night, Murong Jie's body temperature continued to rise.

Zian gave him the medicine, and then wiped his body with a burning knife to cool him down.

Burning knives is the strongest alcohol, about 60 degrees, and medical alcohol is 75 degrees. Although burning knives is not as ideal as alcohol for wound disinfection, physical cooling is still possible.

The three of them stayed by the bed all the time, and Zian hurried out, just like an iron man, without needing to sleep.

Chen Shihui used medicine a long time ago in our country to disinfect, astringe, promote muscle growth and stop bleeding, but to use it properly, such simple medical principles, Zi'an can use it freely.

She grinds old lime into powder, and after frying, mixes it with alum borneol to reduce inflammation and astringe.

Seeing that the situation was serious, Su Qing asked, "Why not acupuncture?"

He always believes that acupuncture and moxibustion are very advanced medical skills, and any disease can be treated by acupuncture and moxibustion.

After treating the wound, Zian said: "In high fever, there are only antipyretics and anti-inflammation. Taking anti-inflammatory and anti-bacterial medicinal juice internally, the effect of acupuncture and moxibustion is not so great."

In the middle of the night, Murong Jie started talking nonsense, talking a lot, but what Zian could hear was "Why is it always like this? Why?"

Because of the high fever, his face was extremely red, Zian kept comforting him in his ears, Su Qing brought in the boiled medicine, but he couldn't drink it down.

When Zian touched his body temperature, it should be forty degrees.

It needs to cool down immediately.

However, he was injured, so he couldn't soak in hot water to cool down, medicine wouldn't go in, and burning a knife to wipe himself didn't work, Zian was in a hurry.

Seeing her like this, Su Qing couldn't help asking again: "Can you give acupuncture?"

In the midst of his fuss, Zian took out the golden needle technique and forced himself to calm down and look at it.

She only read the simplified characters at the back, and there were some modern medical theories in this part, all of which she was familiar with, floating in front of her eyes word by word, which seemed useless.

The technique of golden needle technique is also explained in detail in the simplified Chinese version. Looking at the understanding and analysis of golden needle technique for opening acupoints, Zian is simply amazed.

If this book is placed in modern times, it is simply a treasure of Chinese medicine.

Naturally, it is even more important here, especially in this dynasty where Chinese medicine is so backward.

Zian turned on golden acupuncture and stood up abruptly, "No acupuncture, continue to reduce the temperature physically. I will make another antipyretic prescription and increase the dose. No matter what, I have to pour it in. After pouring it in, I will pour hot water."

According to Zian's instructions, Xiao Tuo put a wet towel on Xiao Tuo's forehead and changed the towel constantly. There is well water in the yard, and the well water is cold, which is also very effective.

All three of them got busy, trying their best to control his body temperature.

Although Xiao Tuo and Su Qing didn't understand medical theory, they also knew that if the high fever persisted, the danger would be great. Therefore, no matter what Zian asked them to do, they would do it very well.

The medicine couldn't go in, so Zian held it in his mouth, and gently infiltrated it against his mouth, through the gap between his teeth, because forcibly prying his teeth open would make him unconsciously resist.

After an hour, the body temperature finally dropped slowly.

Hearing that their body temperature dropped, both Su Qing and Xiao Tuo breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the two of them were really tired, Zian said: "The situation is stable now, you guys go to sleep first, you have to work tomorrow."

Xiao Tuo said: "No, you should go to sleep, Ben will guard here."

Xiao Tuo was really tired when he saw her. In the past few days, he hadn't seen her live a peaceful life for a moment.

Zian shook his head, "No, I have to look again. We can't sleep together as three of us. You sleep first. After an hour, another person will replace me. By analogy, the three of us can rest."

"That's good." Xiao Tuo and Su Qing went out, and as they walked, they made arrangements for who would take over from Zi'an in an hour.

After the two of them went out, Zian checked his temperature again, it was indeed dropping slowly, and the hair was slightly wet, probably from sweating.

It's good to be able to sweat, and the metabolism is restored.

Zi'an let out a long sigh of relief, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Murong Jie's handsome face.

There are green stubbles on his face, which just grew out, so he doesn't look sloppy, but has a masculine aura of a man.

She twisted the towel and wiped his face for him, trying to make him feel better after his fever subsided, although he didn't wake up.

After wiping his face, wipe his body again with a burning knife. There are many scars on his body, old and new, mottled and hideous. It is impossible to imagine what kind of life he has lived.

There are also many scars on her body, but most of them are whip scars and some small broken wounds. As time goes by, these scars will fade.

His fear is that he won't, and he will follow him for the rest of his life.

I couldn't help running my finger across the scar, and sighed quietly, "Perhaps, we all just want to live a good life. Such a request is easily obtained in the eyes of others, but we have to spend a lifetime chasing after it."

As it is in modern times, it is also true here.

A hoarse and deep voice sounded above her with a little laziness and fatigue, "But we are all still alive, aren't we? It has disappointed many people."

Zian was stunned, quickly withdrew his hand, raised his head and looked at him unnaturally, "Are you awake?"

"I woke up before you fed the medicine, but I couldn't open my eyes." Murong Jie looked at her with deep eyes.

Zian was a little embarrassed, "You can't pry your mouth open when you have a high fever, so you can only feed medicine in this way."

"No need to explain, you are a doctor." Murong Jie looked around, "Where is Xiao Tuo?"

"Let him go to sleep, he's exhausted, he will replace me later." Zian put the towel back into the basin, which contained a strong burning knife.

The aroma of wine came faintly.

Murong Jie took a deep breath, "Give me a bite."

Zi'an let out a cry, and said seriously, "No, you can't drink even a drop of wine until you recover from your injury."

"Just a sip!" He missed the choking feeling.

"No!" Zian moved the basin farther away, "I'll drink it for you when you recover."

"I don't need to beg you when I'm well."

Zian was stunned for a moment, yes, after he recovered, she would be the aloof prince regent, she was still the unloved daughter of the prime minister.

The two are very different from each other!