Chapter 256 Emergency for High Fever and Convulsions
Lin Sanqi saw that the six patients were cured by the old man in just a few strokes, so he quickly flattered him:
"Old man, it's really great~~~" (with the same servile expression as Heshen flattering the emperor)
Mr. Shi looked at Lin Sanqi meaningfully and asked:
"So what? We Chinese medicine practitioners can also save lives, right? Isn't it true that only Western medicine surgery can cure intestinal knots?"
Lin Sanqi blushed a little and quickly smiled, "That's right, our Chinese medicine is the best. Western medicine is nothing."
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and it seemed like thunder was about to strike...
The patient's illness had been cured, and just when everyone thought the show was over and was preparing to go home to sleep, a donkey cart came running from the hospital gate.
Someone was still yelling, "Doctor, is the doctor here? Is the doctor from the Chinese medicine hospital here?"
Those who were about to leave heard, "Wow, there's still something good to watch?"
Don't doubt people's gossiping nature during this period. After all, there was no TV or radio at night, and it was too boring. Even a dog-eat-dog fight could be watched with gusto for a long time.
Dean Shen and Vice Dean Ji were shocked. As hospital leaders, they were most afraid of emergencies.
So the two of them went up to him and asked, "What's wrong?"
A young man in his twenties jumped off the donkey cart, crawling and crying, tears streaming down his face, as he shouted:
"Doctor, please save my son. He is having convulsions and is now unconscious."
On the donkey cart, a young woman was holding a two or three-year-old child, crying loudly and shouting:
"My son is dying, my son is dying, please save him."
The doctor couldn't bear to hear this, so Dean Shen immediately ordered, "Fang Sanxiao, go up and take a look."
Fang Sanxiao is a pediatrician of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Upon hearing the dean's instructions, he jumped onto the donkey cart with a swift and agile movement. It was obvious that he was skilled in martial arts.
The sudden change made the three old men, Shi Jinmo, Xiao Longyou and Han Bangxu, stop and go back to their rooms, wanting to see if there was any help they could provide.
Whether fans of traditional Chinese medicine admit it or not, when it comes to first aid, traditional Chinese medicine is definitely inferior to Western medicine.
Of course, there are exceptions, such as famous Chinese medicine practitioners. The reason they are called famous Chinese medicine practitioners is that in addition to being able to treat various difficult and complicated diseases, they can also easily and effectively treat acute diseases.
But this is not something that an ordinary doctor or a doctor of average skill can do.
Sure enough, after Fang Sanxiao made a diagnosis, he immediately realized that he might not be completely sure, and shouted to the onlookers:
"Director Shen, this child is 3 years old and has a high fever seizure. He has a seizure every 5 or 6 minutes. His jaw is clenched, his body is arched, his eyes are rolled up, and he has phlegm and nasal congestion. It's very dangerous!"
Dean Shen hurriedly shouted, "Pick up the child, Fang Sanxiao, can you do it?"
Doctor Fang blushed a little: "It works, but I'm not sure. How about asking a few old gentlemen to take a look?"
Dean Shen was a little angry: "Get lost, you want these old men to take care of all the patients, do you want to tire them to death?"
The child's mother got off the donkey cart with her son in her arms, and she and her husband knelt on the ground, "Doctor, save my son, please save him, wuwuwu~~~"
Lin Sanqi couldn't bear it when he saw it from the side.
Maybe it’s because every household has more children these days, so children are not as pampered as they were in 2013. They are almost all raised in a free-range manner, with the older ones taking care of the younger ones.
Even more extreme, if there are five or six children in a family, the parents will not be too sad if one or two die. They think that it is just the children who are unlucky, and instead they will secretly feel relieved that they can save a bite of food.
So now the young couple is crying, kneeling and begging, which is very rare in pediatrics these days, and it makes people feel deeply empathetic.
It was a coincidence that before the doctors could react, the child in the woman's arms suddenly started twitching again. His face turned black in an instant, bubbles came out of the corners of his mouth, and his whole body was instantly stretched tight like a spring, twitching continuously.
The mother was so scared that she almost fainted and cried hysterically.
Old Master Shi took a quick step forward and pushed aside the crowd that had just gathered around to rescue the child. He placed one hand on the child's pulse and used the other hand to feel around the child's legs and arms.
"The lips and fingers are blue and purple, the limbs are cold, the body is like burning charcoal, and purple lines go straight through the vital points. This is caused by wind-heat invading the lungs and phlegm-heat accumulating inside. Extreme heat will cause wind, and evil will invade the pericardium. Old Han, quickly take out your three-edged needle."
Old Master Shi mumbled a lot of things, but Lin Sanqi couldn't understand what he was saying, such as cold, hot, wind, and evil.
But Mr. Han Bangxu, who was traveling with the patient, understood what was said. This way, he could save the time of checking the patient himself and could provide rescue as quickly as possible.
The two of them worked in perfect harmony. After Mr. Shi dodged, Mr. Han had already pulled out the three-edged needle, fixed the twitching child's hands, and quickly inserted a needle into each fingertip. He shouted to Lin Sanqi:
"Xiao Lin, come here and squeeze the blood, don't use too much force."
"Okay!"
Then he quickly took off the child's shoes, put another needle on the tip of each toe, and shouted to Pan Ye:
"Xiao Yezi, come and squeeze out the blood!"
"Got it, Master!"
Old man Han quickly gave the child acupuncture needles at the tips of both ears, Baihui point, and Dazhui point. The child, who had been unconscious, suddenly burst into tears.
Lin Sanqi watched with his own eyes and saw that although the child was still twitching, his whole body was instantly covered in sweat as he cried. As he squeezed the blood, he felt the child's little hands slowly warm up from being cold before.
"Master Han, hi, my hand is warm, but the twitching hasn't stopped. Does our hospital have a tranquilizer? I'll give it an IV right away."
Old Man Han kicked Lin Sanqi on the butt:
"Bullshit, using Western medicine in our hospital, do you still want to save the face of Chinese medicine? Today, I will use Chinese medicine to show you what it means to cure a disease with a single needle."
After saying that, the old man replaced the three-edged needle with a filiform needle, which is an extremely thin metal needle, and then quickly pricked the child's Yongquan, Hegu, and Ren Zhong points.
This acupuncture is very particular, just like a sparrow pecking at rice, the movement is gentle and very fast, and the Su Liao point (at the tip of the nose) is acupunctured at an extremely high frequency.
Lin Sanqi thought that the scene of the child's nose tip being pierced by the needle and covered in blood did not happen. Grandpa Han's technique was very precise, and the needle was inserted at the same point every time.
Even though he was already over seventy years old, his hands did not shake at all and were very steady, which made Lin Sanqi a little dumbfounded.
In less than a minute, the child who was twitching suddenly stopped twitching and began to regain consciousness.
“Mom, Mom…”
When the onlookers saw the child calling for his mother, they all breathed a sigh of relief. The reason they breathed a sigh of relief was that the child had to smoke every five or six minutes. What if he smoked again in a while?
The child's parents were crying like their son was going to die.
Old Man Han stood up with Pan Ye's help and tapped his waist:
"Oh, I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired after just a short while that I can't even straighten my back. Back in the day, I could spend the whole day doing acupuncture and moxibustion and still go to Cuihua Tower to listen to music in the evening."
Acupuncture is far from being as easy as it seems to outsiders. Real acupuncture masters use their internal energy when inserting needles. They use this internal energy to control the position of the needles, which is a great test of both technique and physical strength.
A nurse came over and quickly took my temperature:
"Report, the patient's temperature is still 39.2°C."
Dean Shen is also a doctor. He knows that if the child's temperature can't be lowered, there is a high probability that he will have another convulsion, so he asked anxiously:
"Doctor Shi, Doctor Xiao, Doctor Han, please look..."
At this time, Mr. Shi looked at Lin Sanqi.
What was Lin Sanqi doing? He was holding an extremely fine acupuncture needle and repeatedly pricking the acupuncture points on his wrist.
But every time the acupuncture needle touched the skin, it would bend and could not penetrate the skin at all. This made him very strange, because he saw that Mr. Han was very relaxed just now.
"Xiao Lin, stop playing. I have a task for you."
Lin Sanqi quickly put the needles away and stood properly: "Old man, please speak!"
"You also come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Typhoid fever is your family's forte. Throughout our entire hospital, and even nationwide, your family is undoubtedly the best at treating high fevers and reducing fevers. The child's convulsions are now under control. How about you show us your skills?"
Lin Sanqi was a little unsure, pointing at himself and asking, "Me? To reduce the child's fever?"
"Yes, you, reduce the fever!"
Dean Shen chuckled after hearing this. He could see that Mr. Shi did this to test Lin Sanqi's medical skills, and he must have another plan.
If Lin Sanqi could quickly reduce the child's high fever through his own means, it would help him establish his medical authority in front of the staff of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, so that others would not make irresponsible remarks about his medical skills in the future.
After all, hospitals make their living by providing medical services.
If someone can treat patients on the same stage as Shi Jinmo and Mr. Han Bangxu, how could his level be bad?
Just like movie actors, the Four Heavenly Kings all come to play supporting roles for you, willingly letting you be the protagonist. This is to elevate your status and allow you to achieve your goal in one step.
But if Lin Sanqi did not have this ability and could not quickly reduce the child's fever, it would cause contempt among the staff of the Chinese medicine hospital, which would actually be the best lesson.
Chinese elders like to implement "frustration education", believing that letting young people suffer will be good for their future.
Mr. Shi also hoped that Lin Sanqi would learn from his shame and learn from their mistakes in front of the whole hospital, and would study hard with them in the future.
Pan Ye nodded at Lin Sanqi and whispered, "Come on!"
The little girl also wanted to experience the Lin family's ancestral medical skills. After all, she wanted to be a member of the Lin family in the future...
Lin Sanqi saw inquiry, expectation, doubt and contempt in everyone's eyes, and he made up his mind to go all out.
Let you, a bunch of ancient Chinese medicine practitioners, experience the magic of modern medicine, so I patted my chest:
"Okay, I'll take care of this kid's fever!"
(End of this chapter)
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