The "high fever convulsion" in traditional Chinese medicine is explained as "high fever convulsion" in Western medicine.

It mainly focuses on children under 6 years old.

It is very scary when an attack occurs, giving parents a feeling that their child is about to die, which can easily make parents collapse.

Generally speaking, febrile convulsions will not have any sequelae. By the time parents collapse and run red lights repeatedly to rush their children to the hospital, the convulsions in most children have already stopped.

But there are some exceptions, such as repeated high fever convulsions, or convulsions with low fever. This often has a poor prognosis. In severe cases, it may affect the development of the infant's brain tissue and lead to a decline in the child's intelligence.

It's the legendary "brain burnt out".

Decades later, medicine has become more developed, and convenient transportation allows children to be sent to the hospital in a timely manner, so there are fewer and fewer children with brain damage, and it is not common in clinical practice.

But in 1960, persistent high fever caused by various reasons was often one of the main causes of death in children.

If the high fever does not subside and the convulsions continue, the mortality rate will be even more frightening. The simplest one is that respiratory secretions or the tongue falling back can lead to death by suffocation.

No wonder the young couple knelt and kowtowed while holding their son. They were really scared.

In fact, from the perspective of Lin Sanqi, an intern, heat shock is nothing to be surprised about.

The treatment principles are actually simple, consisting of three steps: sedatives, antipyretics, and antibiotics.

Among these, sedation and fever reduction are the top priorities in emergency rescue. You must stop the convulsions first before proceeding to the next treatment.

But in order to stop the convulsions and prevent them from recurring, you need to quickly lower your body temperature and reduce stimulation to the brain nerves. At this time, you need strong antipyretics.

Although Mr. Shi and Mr. Xiao did not take action, do they have a secret recipe for quickly reducing fever? Lin Sanqi felt that they must have one.

But the trouble with Chinese medicine is that it is too slow. For example, you have to write the prescription by hand, get the medicine, light the stove, decoct the medicine, and then wait for it to cool down. This whole process will take at least half an hour to complete.

But now the child has a seizure every five or six minutes. In more than half an hour, his life may be in danger. It is obviously too late to use the traditional Chinese medicine treatment plan.

Vice President Ji was a little surprised to see Lin Sanqi taking on this important task of treatment:

"Hey, Old Shen, can Lin Sanqi be here? Don't let her delay the child's treatment."

Dean Shen, however, crossed his arms and looked like a bystander:

"I don't think this guy would fight unprepared. Look, he either has a secret recipe from his family or advanced medicine from abroad. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to come on stage to unveil the list even if you kill him."

Vice President Ji nodded slightly, also wanting to see what Lin Sanqi was capable of.

Lin Sanqi pretended to feel the child's pulse, flipped his eyelids, then pretended to think for a moment, and then touched his chin and began to think.

Amidst the puzzled looks of the parents and onlookers, Lin Sanqi suddenly shouted, "I understand! There's a solution!"

Pan Ye's toes could dig out a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment on the ground. It was so embarrassing and the performance was very exaggerated.

Mr. Shi looked at Lin Sanqi with a smile, but did not point it out. Instead, he said in cooperation:

"Oh, what do you understand? Tell me about it."

"Old man, the main reason for high fever convulsions is that when a child has a high fever, nerve cell metabolism increases, oxygen consumption increases, and the nervous system is in a state of overexcitement.

However, the thalamus of the child is not fully developed and cannot tolerate such strong stimulation. Therefore, when the child has a high fever, he or she will experience tonic and clonic twitching of the facial muscles and limbs, accompanied by upward rolling of the eyeballs or unconsciousness.

Do you think I am right?"

If Lin Sanqi were to give himself a score, he would definitely give himself 99 points. One point more would be for fear of becoming too proud, because he had memorized the chapter on heat shock in the textbook by heart.

After hearing Lin Sanqi's explanation, the three old men's mouths twitched.

Old Man Han walked over and kicked Lin Sanqi on the butt, causing him to fall flat on his face, which caused the crowd to burst into laughter.

Dean Shen covered his eyes with his hands:

"Oh, this is unbearable. This guy claims to come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and has a diploma from a traditional Chinese medicine college, but the medical terminology he uses is all Western medicine. Isn't he a complete traitor to traditional Chinese medicine?"

Mr. Shi was a stable person, and he showed no dissatisfaction with Lin Sanqi's "heresy". Instead, he asked calmly:

"Okay, now that you know the cause, how do you treat it?"

Lin Sanqi quickly climbed up from the mud and said seriously, "Next, we need to reduce the fever and prevent the convulsions from recurring. Watch me, it will work in half an hour."

After saying that, Lin Sanqi ran towards the dormitory.

Everyone was surprised, thinking that if you wanted to boil medicine, you should go to the pharmacy, why did you run to the dormitory.

"Hey, Chief Lin, did you run in the wrong direction?"

"Maybe he has some pills hidden in the dorm?"

"That's right, Section Chief Lin's family specializes in treating typhoid fever, so they must have a secret recipe for reducing fever."

The child's parents were a bit bewildered, thinking, "Our child is already so sick, what are you doing? Are you using our child as an experiment?"

The child's father looked at Mr. Shi for help: "Doctor, this, this..."

Mr. Shi smiled and comforted:

"Don't worry, once you enter the gate of our Capital Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, we guarantee that nothing will happen to your child. That young doctor just now is no ordinary person. His father is the best doctor in the country for treating high fever. He is more professional than any of the doctors here."

The young couple felt relieved.

Throughout history, young doctors are often not popular with patients. From the patients' perspective, youth is their "original sin."

At this time, if there are older doctors to support you and help you explain, young doctors will have more opportunities to get started and quickly accumulate experience.

Of course, if you, a young doctor, meet a selfish and indifferent senior, then you can only wish you good luck. As long as you are a human being, there are good and bad people.

Lin Sanqi came back quickly, trotting over to the child while carefully holding a bowl in his hand.

"Come, drink this bowl of potion quickly."

The child's mother was a little puzzled when holding the small bowl: "Isn't this just a bowl of boiled water?"

Everyone looked over and saw that the medicine in the bowl looked like boiled water, just a little cloudy.

Decoctions made from Chinese medicine are often brown or black in color. There is a famous scene on TV: "Da Lang, come and drink the medicine", and the medicine juice is dark black.

Even if it is not soup, the pills are brown or black, not white, so in fairy tale dramas, the props for elixirs are replaced by marshmallows.

Now when Lin Sanqi went against common sense and took out a bowl of "plain water", many people started to talk:

"What kind of prescription did Section Chief Lin use?"

"I sniffed it closely, but there was no smell at all. It was so strange."

"Even if you pray for elixirs in a temple, there's incense ash."

Lin Sanqi heard everyone's discussion and said mysteriously:

"You probably don't know this, but I used the Lin family's secret recipes passed down from generation to generation. One is called Ibuprofen Recipe, and the other is called Amo Recipe. As for how effective these two recipes are, you'll know after you take the medicine."

Amofang?

Ibuprofen prescription?

No one suspected that Lin Sanqi was lying, including Dean Shen and the three old men. After all, Lin Sanqi came from a "family background of learning."

The young couple looked at each other and were still a little hesitant. Lin Sanqi felt dissatisfied and thought to himself, I have taken out the unique medicine in the world, you should not be ungrateful.

Old Master Shi took the medicine bowl, smelled it, dipped his finger in it to taste it, and then he had more questions in his mind.

"Strange, I can't even identify what medicinal ingredients are used in it!"

As mentioned before, for famous medical experts, they can basically guess the medicinal ingredients of decoctions or pills just by tasting them.

But this time, Mr. Shi just couldn’t guess what the Ibuprofen formula and the Amo formula were?

Even Xiao Longyou was surprised. He thought, even if he couldn't guess all of them, it shouldn't be hard to guess a few. Could Shi Jinmo also fail?

So Mr. Xiao also dipped a little in the soup and tasted it carefully, then his face turned red because he couldn't guess what ingredients were used in it.

The only thing that is certain is that this is not a bowl of plain water, there is indeed medicine in it.

Seeing that everyone was still confused, Dean Shen knew he had to stand up and vouch for Lin Sanqi:

“Fellow parents, you can use the medicine with confidence. I am Shen Guoming, the director of the Chinese Medicine Hospital. I can guarantee for Dr. Xiaolin that there will be absolutely no problem.”

Feeling their son's burning warmth in their arms, the young couple gritted their teeth and began to feed him medicine.

Although the child had stopped twitching, he seemed very irritable. He could not swallow the medicine with a spoon and it all slipped out of his mouth.

The child's mother was also anxious. She picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp, then fed the medicine to her son mouth to mouth, which made people around her sigh.

Lin Sanqi was also a little moved, thinking how pitiful all parents in the world are. He wondered if the child would remember his mother's kindness when he grew up.

"Doctor, the medicine has been administered. When will my son's fever go away?"

Lin Sanqi glanced at his Shanghai watch and said confidently, "Wait 10 minutes, the medicine will start to take effect, and the fever will subside quickly in about half an hour."

Dean Shen chuckled: "Boy, are you so sure?"

"Absolutely sure!"

Everyone waited quietly, even Mr. Han was holding an acupuncture needle to prevent the child from having another convulsion.

After 10 minutes, the child began to sweat all over his body...

In 20 minutes, the child's clothes and pants were soaked...

30 minutes later, the nurse took my temperature and it was 37.1℃...

Wow! ! !

There were exclamations from all around, and everyone looked at Lin Sanqi in surprise.

Even Dean Shen and the three old men were quite surprised. To be honest, even if Mr. Shi came, he couldn't guarantee that the fever would be reduced within half an hour. (End of this chapter)