Chapter 138: Fulminant Encephalitis...

Chen Yin and the others followed Wu Yuehui to the built shed, ready to put down the items in their hands and start seeing patients.

The rescue troops saw a doctor coming and went forward to inquire curiously.

When hearing Chen Yin's name, the leader Fu Qiming's nervous heart unconsciously relaxed, and a smile appeared on his tense face.

"So it's Doctor Chen, my name is Zong Qiming."

"Hello! Chen Yin." Chen Yin looked at the other person puzzledly, thinking about the surname Fu.

Fu Qiming saw Chen Yin's doubt and nodded, confirming her guess.

"Fu Rui is my aunt. I've heard of your name, Doctor Chen, countless times at home. Today I finally have the chance to meet you."

It turned out to be Secretary Fu’s relative. Chen Yin stretched out her hand and shook hands with him.

As the leader of the rescue team, Fu Qiming immediately explained the current situation to Chen Yin.

"Doctor Chen, this is just a rescue center for Wuchang Village. Some villagers are elsewhere. When we arrived, most of the villagers, following the village cadres' call, were waiting on higher ground, so there weren't any major casualties."

"However, after days of heavy rain, many villagers have caught colds and fevers. Your arrival is like a welcome rain after a long drought."

"Captain Fu, you're too polite. Without further ado, let's get started with the consultation."

"Please come in!"

Fu Qiming was unwilling to waste time, so he said a few simple words and got up with his men to continue rescuing the villagers' property.

As soon as they left, Guan Qiaoyue, who learned that a doctor had come from Lin County specifically to participate in the rescue, quickly ran to the front of the few people.

She immediately identified the core of the team - Chen Yin.

The next second, she immediately placed the child in her arms, whose eyes were closed, unconscious, mumbling, and twitching from time to time, directly on the table in front of Chen Yin.

"Doctor! Please, please save my son. I don't know what's wrong with him. The fever-reducing medicine doesn't help. He even has convulsions."

Guan Qiaoyue's cry was so miserable and sad that everyone who heard it was moved.

Her eyes were as if she was grabbing the last straw, holding on to Chen Yin tightly.

"Doctor! My husband and I only have this one child. He works away from home. If anything happens to our son, what will happen to our family?"

Yang Yunxiang looked at the miserable condition of the patient's family, immediately put down what she was holding and stepped forward to comfort them.

Chen Yin also spoke to comfort him and began to examine the patient.

"Don't panic, family. I'll examine the child first. I need your family's input to determine the cause of the illness. Please calm down first."

As she spoke, Chen Yin turned the child on the table into a lying position.

The moment her hand touched the child's forehead, she immediately felt a burning sensation, the temperature was frighteningly high.

Especially for young children, if the temperature is not reduced in time, even if the child is rescued later, the brain will suffer irreversible damage.

Chen Yin's nerves tensed unconsciously as she continued to check the child's physical condition.

His forehead was burning hot, but his limbs were ice-cold.

The child also obviously lost his response to external perceptions. When Chen Yin reached her hand into the child's clothes, the child still had the same mechanical nerve reaction as before.

A closer look revealed inexplicable bruises and ecchymosis on its back.

Chen Yin immediately sought answers from the family.

"Hello! Could you please tell me your child's name and age?"

"Did the child fall when he came out of the house? Or was he playing with his friends before? I saw bruises on his back."

After hearing the following questions, Guan Qiaoyue’s brain was a little overwhelmed.

She quickly broke free from Yang Yunxiang's comforting embrace, stood up abruptly, and looked in the direction of Chen Yin's hand.

Just one glance and the bruises on her son's fair and tender back made her break out in a cold sweat.

Guan Qiaoyue tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember when these injuries appeared.

"I'm sorry, doctor, I've never seen it before, and the child never told me about it. I don't know when it appeared."

Chen Yin nodded and repeated the first question.

At this moment, Guan Qiaoyue's mind was a mess and she responded to the doctor's questions almost subconsciously.

"My son's name is Ma Xiaojun, and he's six years old."

"When did the child develop a fever and faint?"

Hearing a question that could be answered, Guan Qiaoyue immediately became alert.

"Yesterday! When it rained yesterday afternoon, the village chief urged us to come here to avoid the flood. Time was tight, and there was nowhere to hide. The child was exposed to the cold wind under the umbrella all night, and he started to have a fever this morning."

"I saw the army had medicine, so I asked them for some fever-reducing medicine. Then at lunchtime, just as the child was about to swallow his meal, he suddenly vomited it all out."

"He just vomited again and then couldn't wake up. If I hadn't seen a doctor coming, I would have asked the soldiers to help transport him outside to a larger hospital for treatment."

Guan Qiaoyue cried as she spoke, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked pitiful.

Chen Yin quickly wrote down the key points of the family's description on paper.

Then she asked some routine questions.

After asking the questions, Chen Yin read through all the autobiography.

According to the family, the child seemed to have caught a cold, but based on the symptoms she saw, it was definitely not an ordinary illness.

She could only put down the pen and paper in her hand and pinch the child's jaw with her hands.

With a little effort, the tightly closed lips opened directly, revealing the bright red tongue hidden inside, with small purple-black spots on it.

Judging from the appearance of the tongue, the child clearly has plague toxins entering the blood, and damp heat accumulating in the blood.

If it is a cold, even if the tongue is red, there will never be purple-black spots.

Chen Yin's heart sank unconsciously as she continued to ask the family for details.

"I'd like to ask, has there been any epidemic in the village or school recently? In other words, before the child developed a fever, did he have any other illness that he hasn't recovered from? Or, did he have close contact with other patients?"

Guan Qiaoyue was a little confused by Chen Yin's sudden question, but she still followed Chen Yin's thoughts and dug into her memory.

Soon, she remembered a disease that had been particularly prevalent in school recently.

"Doctor! How did you guess that?"

"My child just started school and he's had some bad luck. I don't know who brought mumps to school, and so many other children are infected..."

Before she could finish her words, Guan Qiaoyue realized that something was wrong, and her excited tone turned low and sad.

Even though so many children in the school were infected before, she was still happy about her own children's resistance.

Now……

Guan Qiaoyue's eyes widened as she stared at Chen Yin, not daring to miss any information revealed in her eyes.

"Could it be, Doctor? My son has mumps?"

Under Guan Qiaoyue's incredulous gaze, Chen Yin shook her head and nodded slightly, leaving Guan Qiaoyue confused.

"Doctor, I can accept whatever you say."

"Don't worry, family. I have some idea of ​​the cause of the child's illness. I will tell you after I finish taking his pulse."

Guan Qiaoyue's anxious eyes followed Chen Yin's movements, watching her clasp her fingers around her son's wrist.

After a period of time that seemed like an eternity to Guan Qiaoyue, Chen Yin diagnosed that the patient's pulse showed the characteristics of slippery and rapid pulse.

Combining all the diagnoses together, she had a basic confirmation of the patient's illness.

"After my diagnosis, I believe the child is currently suffering from an intense plague, with both Qi and blood burning, deep heat and severe cold, entering the Ying and stirring up the blood, causing heat to accumulate in the Yangming meridian, triggering liver wind, and the evil pathogens blocking the pericardium, which is a serious condition①."

As Chen Yin wrote, she recorded her diagnosis on the case.

I looked up and met the confused eyes of the family members, and immediately described the situation in a tone that they could understand.

"In short, the child was also infected during the previous mumps outbreak. However, the patient's case was more serious, and the virus did not only act in the usual sites, but went straight to the brain."

"According to the disease names you're familiar with, the child has fulminant encephalitis. Its rapid onset and severity are difficult for ordinary people to predict."

Before she finished speaking, Guan Qiaoyue's heart, which was on the verge of collapse, could no longer suppress her sadness and she let out a cry of grief on the spot.

"ah--"

"Our Xiaojun is only six years old! How could he have this disease?"

If Yang Yunxiang hadn't been quick, Guan Qiaoyue would have collapsed to the ground.

When the others heard the noise coming from the shed, they all looked over with curiosity.

There were even some people who were curious and walked directly towards them, speculating about the identities of Chen Yin and the others.

"I think the daughter-in-law of the old Ma family must have been deceived. It's just a cold and vomiting. It's not like she hasn't happened before."

"The village kids are tough and insist on wasting money."

"I'm telling you, this is how Chinese medicine works. Whenever you go see a doctor, they'll make you sound seriously ill, then sell you their homemade, premium, ancestral secret recipes and rip you off."

"Eh? You know so much, could it be that you've been deceived before?"

"screw you!"

…

A group of people came to the wooden shed with laughter, ready to watch the excitement.

Guan Qiaoyue came back to her senses at the sound of several people's footsteps, her eyes shining, and she couldn't wait to seek answers from Chen Yin.

When I looked up, I saw Chen Yin and the medical staff beside her starting to disinfect the silver needles.

In an instant, Guan Qiaoyue felt a sudden surge of energy in her body that could support her, and she quickly stood up.

"Doctor, since you've diagnosed the child's illness, you can definitely save him, right?"

"Don't worry, I'll give the child a needle now."

Chen Yin nodded slightly at Shangguan Qiaoyue's anxious look.

The next second, a calm aura burst out from her whole body, coupled with her calm temperament, making people unconsciously slow down their breathing and dare not disturb her.

Chen Yin took out the sterilized silver needles and used them to prick the patient's Shixuan, Shierjing, Zuzhi, Baihui and Dazhui points, causing bleeding①.

Mother and child are connected by heart. When Guan Qiaoyue saw Chen Yin's actions, her brows were furrowed and she never relaxed.

Those who came to watch the excitement could not help but hold their breath and dare not breathe in such a tense situation.

Chen Yin was not affected by everyone's gaze at all. She continued to take out the silver needles and pierce the acupuncture points in the middle of her hands to drain the mucus and black blood①.

When they saw what flowed out from between Chen Yin's fingers after she pierced the body with a needle, Guan Qiaoyue and the villagers couldn't help but gasp in shock.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that such a thing could flow out from between people's fingers.

Especially the black blood, you can tell at a glance that it is abnormal.

In their simple impression, only people who are poisoned have black blood.

Then Xiaojun...

Guan Qiaoyue was both nervous and excited at this moment.

I couldn't believe that my son actually had the mumps virus in his brain, but he happened to meet a good doctor.

The villagers who had just been slandering Chen Yin could no longer say a bad word and all stared at Chen Yin's actions intently.

Just as Chen Yin inserted the last finger and released the dirt inside the child's body, the child's clothes were already soaked with sweat and the twitching stopped.

Those with sharp eyes can even see the child's eyelashes trembling slightly.

"Look! Xiaojun is moving, moving!"

"Where, where?"

"Eyes, eyes—"

Before he finished speaking, Ma Xiaojun lay on the table and slowly opened his eyes, shocking outsiders.

Although Qi Wenzhong and the others were also surprised, for a long time, there was not a single patient that Chen Yin had treated who could not be cured.

Everyone has a rough idea of ​​the scene before them.

But the villagers of Wuchang Village didn’t know that they kept shouting in surprise.

Guan Qiaoyue pounced on the child and hugged him tightly, wishing she could rub the child into her own bones and blood.

Ma Xiaojun felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing. He couldn't help but breathe deeply, and his little face turned red.

Yang Yunxiang quickly pulled the family members back and reminded them loudly:

"Family member! Family member, please stop holding the child so tightly. The child is having trouble breathing."

Finally, after hearing Yang Yunxiang's loud cry, Guan Qiaoyue realized what a foolish thing she had done. She quickly withdrew her hand, looked at her son with tears in her eyes, and choked up and shouted:

"Xiaojun∽"

"Mom, I feel a little uncomfortable." Ma Xiaojun murmured softly.

When Guan Qiaoyue heard this, her nerves, which had just relaxed, quickly tensed up, and she asked anxiously:

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? Tell me and I will definitely cure you."

Chen Yin looked at the patient and his family members who completely ignored her as a doctor, said nothing, and continued with what she was doing.

When she handed Guan Qiaoyue a written prescription and instructions for use, she was still unable to react.

"We came here from out of town, and we have limited medicinal materials."

"This bottle contains our clinic's homemade Lingshou Anticonvulsant Powder and Yushu Pill. Take them according to the instructions above. As for the latter prescription, which is mainly based on gypsum, due to the limited medicinal materials, I can only prescribe a simple formula."

"When the child's temperature drops after taking the medicine and he or she is able to move, transfer the child to a well-equipped hospital as soon as possible."

After saying that, Chen Yin looked at Shangguan Qiaoyue with a confused look, "Did you hear that clearly?"

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The author has something to say: ① "Li Ke, a veteran Chinese medicine practitioner, has a special collection of his experience in acute, critical, and difficult diseases"