Chapter 22 Fever
The sky is full of stars.
The day of the dog days is especially long.
The green crow fruits on the trees are slowly dyed red by the night wind.
The baby is always hungry very quickly.
He has to get up several times at night to drink milk.
When Qin Luoxia is feeding, she will also go to see the other two children.
Jiang Mianmian is sometimes dazed while drinking milk, and sometimes she is very awake.
There is no way, the baby sleeps for a long time during the day, and it is normal to wake up at night.
It feels like it is almost midnight now. Without a watch or a clock, she doesn’t know what time it is, but it is very quiet outside.
There is no other sound except the chirping of insects.
Maybe it’s because he drank the meat soup tonight, it feels that Daddy sleeps better, and there is no coughing from time to time.
Otherwise, he always coughs lightly once or twice.
Jiang Mianmian went to see her elder sister in her mother's arms.
Her elder sister didn't sleep very well, lying on her back with her arms and legs spread out, her head on the corner of the bed, as if she would crawl away if she wasn't careful...
Her mother held her in one hand, and pushed her to the middle with the other hand, and covered her with a quilt.
The quilt at home was quite nice, a bit like a patchwork quilt, made of various old cloths.
Purely handmade.
She remembered that this kind of cloth with pure handmade stitching could be sold for more than 100 yuan the size of an A4 paper, so a quilt would be invincible...
One was pursuing that kind of simple beauty.
The other was really poor and wanted to make ends meet.
The elder sister and her brother lived in the same room, separated by two door panels.
The eldest brother had always slept very well, so there was no need to worry about him. Qin Luoxia just took a look at him.
But she found something wrong.
The eldest son was burning with fever, his body curled up into a ball. Qin Luoxia reached out to touch his face, and it was hot.
She was shocked.
"Feng'er, Feng'er."
Qin Luoxia pushed her son, but there was no movement.
He seemed fine when he was cooling off at night, and he just coughed a few more times.
Unexpectedly, he had a fever now.
Qin Luoxia was scared out of her wits.
Jiang Mianmian was also worried. In modern times, a fever can be reduced, but in ancient times, a fever could kill people. If the high fever did not go away, people would either become stupid or die directly.
Qin Luoxia hurried back to the room and called her husband.
The elder sister who had a bad sleeping posture was also pushed up, and Jiang Mianmian stuffed the quilt into her elder sister.
Originally, it would be fine to put the younger one next to the older one so they could sleep together, but Qin Luoxia was worried that if she put Mianmian on Yujie'er's bed, she would kick her away.
Jiang Yu was sleepy and didn't know what was going on, so she took her sister and held her in her arms, which was warm.
Jiang Mianmian felt a little uncomfortable, as her sister's arms were not as wide as her mother's.
But she didn't make trouble at this time, and just tried to adjust herself to a comfortable position.
Jiang Yu wiped out the eye boogers and became a little more awake. She held her sister and saw that her father and mother had come.
Jiang Changtian was also startled when he was woken up.
He was not a doctor, but a minor official working for the county government.
He was just a helper, a helper of the county government.
He oversees the herbs collected from all over the surrounding areas, selects the best ones, and then sends them to the prefectural city, which then sends them to the capital, which then sends them to the imperial palace.
It is said that there is a noble who is not in good health and needs to be treated with medicine.
Of course, these are too far away.
Jiang Changtian is just a link at the bottom of the entire supply chain. He
is just making a living here.
He is a very smart person. While others are just wasting their time, he has not given up learning.
Even if he is just collecting herbs and guarding the door, he has studied the uses of various herbs seriously. He can tell whether the herbs are good or not and how old they are by holding them in his hand. He can also weigh them.
But this is still different from being a doctor. At most, he can be regarded as a half-pharmacist.
Seeing that Feng'er had a high fever and was unconscious, his heart was like a weight, dropping endlessly.
Jiang Changtian's hands were shaking, and he was trying hard not to cough, and his face flushed.
"It's okay, it's okay, he took medicine last night, and the medicine is effective. He was fine last night, and he will definitely be fine today." Jiang Changtian said repeatedly.
"Luoxia, go get a basin of cool water."
Jiang Changtian gave the order while undressing his son.
When he undressed, he found that his son had many scars of varying sizes on his body.
Only the bleeding on his head was very obvious.
He didn't say a word about the other injuries.
Jiang Changtian opened his mouth wide, trying hard not to let his tears fall.
This is not the time to cry, and he can't cry.
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