Xue Lin quickly asked Ning Xi'er to go and check.
The abbot, seventy-four years old, had been caring for patients for days, but his infection worsened, and he finally collapsed...
Without saying a word, Ning Xi'er immediately stepped forward to take her pulse.
Once infection is confirmed, streptomycin is injected first, followed by oral administration of Lingquan liquid and electrolytes.
Once the abbot's breathing had stabilized somewhat, Ning Xi'er had the young novice monk help him lie down to the side.
Once the medication takes effect, Ning Xi'er will come back to draw blood for a thorough test.
After leaving the abbot's side, Ning Xi'er resumed administering streptomycin to the other patients.
As darkness fell, worried that Ning Xi'er's vision was poor, Xue Lin personally held a torch and stood aside, even though lanterns were lit around the temple.
As night deepened, after a full three hours, Ning Xi'er finished injecting everyone in the temple, including the monks.
Fortunately, she replenished herself with the spiritual spring water in time and was able to hold on for so long without getting tired.
During this time, she completed the blood test for her husband.
Streptomycin and Lingquan Liquid were very effective in quickly controlling the reproduction of plague bacteria, but Ning Xi'er also unexpectedly discovered pancreatic cancer in the abbot's body.
It's hard to imagine that, despite suffering excruciating pancreatic pain, the abbot, over seventy years old, contracted the plague and tirelessly cared for patients for several days...
Ning Xi'er felt an indescribable admiration for him.
So, even though she had been busy all day, Ning Xi'er didn't rest for a moment and immediately began to treat the abbot.
In fact, once her medical space resumes normal use, it can accommodate patients.
However, she felt that moving him into the space would expose all the secrets of her space, so when she performed surgery on Xie Zhun last time, she only moved the equipment out and did not bring him in.
With time of the essence, Ning Xi'er immediately moved the abbot into the spatial operating room.
Of course, Ning Xi'er asked Xue Lin for a private room and asked him to keep watch outside.
Ning Xi'er's scalpel is known as "the best in the military," as it is quick and accurate in its incisions.
Even without medical assistance, they can quickly complete a surgery; their surgical skills and speed are exemplary.
In less than two hours, she precisely removed the lesion based on the location shown on the X-ray.
Just to be on the safe side, a memory-erasing powder was added to the spiritual spring liquid, and it was prepared to be force-fed to the abbot...
Unexpectedly, the abbot slowly opened his eyes.
Ning Xi'er had never seen such eyes before.
Her skin was clearly dry, but her eyes were unusually clear and bright.
He slowly looked at Ning Xi'er, a faint smile appearing on his face.
He said nothing, yet seemed to know everything.
Ning Xi'er felt a sense of awe, but she didn't have much time. With a determined heart, she poured spiritual spring water and medicine into the abbot's body and took him out of the space.
After leaving the room, Ning Xi'er entrusted the abbot to the care of the monks and prepared to go with Xue Lin to another designated treatment location...
Xue Lin couldn't bear it, "Your Majesty... Divine Physician..."
"Why don't you take a rest? You're really exhausted!"
Ning Xi'er smiled and said, "I'm fine! Lord Xue, you've worked so hard!"
Xue Lin smiled frankly, "As the local official, this is my duty."
Without saying another word, the two hurried toward the charity hall.
Unexpectedly, I bumped into someone in the dark.
Upon closer inspection, they recognized the officials as yamen runners from the county government.
Upon seeing Xue Lin, the yamen runner breathed a sigh of relief, and tears immediately streamed down his face.
"My lord, I'm so glad to have met you! Please go and see Madam and Miss!"
Xue Lin was shocked and immediately grabbed the constable, asking, "What happened to Madam and Miss?"
The constable tearfully pleaded, "The lady's condition is indeed concerning, but the temple can't accommodate her, so she's been gathered here at the charity hall..."
"During this time, your wife was critically ill several times, but she insisted that we not tell you, fearing it would affect your busy schedule..."
"Just now, the lady suddenly passed away!"
Xue Lin felt as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to react.
Ning Xi'er grabbed the constable and immediately asked, "How long ago was this?"
The constable tearfully pleaded, "Just now, I immediately came out to find you, sir, hoping to see you one last time..."
According to prior agreement, if a patient dies, the constables are required to immediately remove the body, incinerate it, and disinfect the surrounding environment.
"Walk!"
Ning Xi'er grabbed the yamen runner with one hand and pulled on Xue Lin's sleeve with the other, and ran wildly toward the charity hall.
fortunately!
When Ning Xi'er arrived, Madam Xue Lin was still warm.
Sepsis caused by plague triggered amnesic shock...
Because of the faint breathing, it is indeed easy to mistake it for death.
Ning Xi'er immediately used silver needles to suspend the other person's breath, then took out a water pouch filled with spiritual spring liquid from her sleeve and slowly poured it down her throat...
Just as Ning Xi'er was about to inject streptomycin into him, she suddenly heard a commotion outside the charity hall.
A man's voice, seemingly weeping, could be heard as the constables tried to stop them...
Ning Xi'er turned her head, and Xue Lin immediately got up and went to check on her.
Ning Xi'er immediately gave Madam Xue Lin an injection, and then treated Xue Lin's daughter, who was lying beside her in a deep sleep, in the same way.
After Xue Lin left, Ning Xi'er checked on the two thousand patients in the charity hall.
The critically ill patient's condition was relatively stable because he had taken the Lingquan liquid and penicillin prepared by Ning Xier beforehand.
Taking the herbal medicine prescribed by the doctors will at least make me feel less uncomfortable.
Madam Xue Lin's case is truly exceptional; her health was already quite weak to begin with.
After drinking the spiritual spring liquid, Ning Xi'er felt much lighter in her wrists and fingers, and her drowsiness vanished.
After administering injections to several critically ill patients, Xue Lin led a man in.
The man was holding a little girl who looked about six or seven years old, and she was unresponsive.
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