Chapter 493 Is this sugar water?

Jiang Wanwan asked Sister Yang to bring the baby to the supermarket. She originally thought it was one baby, but it turned out to be seven babies.

However, although she was surprised, she naturally did not think there were too many customers, and hurriedly invited them to come into the supermarket.

After Sister Yang came in, she opened the child buried in her arms and showed Jiang Wanwan his face.

She couldn't wait to say, "Miss Jiang, can you check if it's hot? Can I take the medicine?"

The child's eyes were closed, his breathing was rapid, his face was red, and he looked thin and small, only one or two years old.

But didn't Sister Yang say that the child with fever was more than four years old?

Jiang Wanwan frowned in worry and reached out to touch the child's forehead.

In fact, there is no need to touch the child. Just looking at the condition of the child, you can tell that he should be in a high fever.

Sure enough, Jiang Wanwan's heart shuddered at the heat under the skin as soon as she put her hand on him.

The fever must be around 40 degrees, right?

"The fever is too serious. He needs to take medicine. Did you bring something to boil water?" Jiang Wanwan asked sternly.

Sister Yang was also a little panicked and nodded quickly, "I brought it, I brought it!"

As she said that, she asked the third brother next to her to pass over the old-fashioned teacup in his hand.

When Jiang Wanwan reached out to take the teacup, she noticed that the clothes in front of the third brother were stained with water, and there was still half a cup of water in the teacup.

Even though it is summer now, it is still easy for a ten-year-old child to catch a cold if his clothes are wet early in the morning!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanwan took the teacup and grabbed the thin little hand of the third child, and circulated the faith value in his body.

However, in a few blinks of an eye, the cold touch on the clothes disappeared, the little hand was released, and the little face of the third child was full of surprise.

Because the speed was very fast, others did not notice these, but exclaimed at Jiang Wanwan's next move.

She held the teacup in her right hand and released a fireball with her left hand to heat it up as if she were performing magic.

Jiang Wanwan didn't want to care about the shock this scene caused to the people present.

While heating the water, she asked, "When did the child start to have a fever? Has it always been this hot?"

Sister Yang was awakened from the shock, and after a pause she answered, "I didn't have much energy when I went to bed last night, and I had a fever in the middle of the night. It was the hottest one hour before dawn, and it's better now."

If it's better now, how hot should it have been before?

Jiang Wanwan frowned even more tightly, and asked again, "There's no medicine, so did you cool the child down physically? Just wipe his forehead and palms with cold water?"

Hearing this, Sister Yang was even more stunned, and asked back, "What? Use cold water to wipe his forehead? Wouldn't that make the child sicker?"

These words made Jiang Wanwan shut herself off, and she didn't even know where to start with the popular science.

But she couldn't stop worrying. The child had a high fever for half the night. Don't let him get burned silly, okay?

As she was talking, a fireball went out, and the water in the teacup had also heated up to 50 or 60 degrees.

Jiang Wanwan was anxious, so she didn't plan to continue heating it, and just added antipyretic medicine to the water!

Originally, because it was the child who had a fever, she was going to reduce the dosage by half.

But after actually seeing the child, Jiang Wanwan decided to reduce the dosage even more, after all, the child looked too small and too light.

In the end, only about one-third of the antipyretic medicine was poured in.

Jiang Wanwan held the teacup and shook it twice to make sure that all the particles were dissolved in the water.

Then she handed the teacup to Sister Yang and told her, "Blow it and taste it to see if it's not too hot, then feed it to the child."

Jiang Wanwan was a young girl, but she was as worried as an old mother. She

was really a person of this era, and she was so rough in taking care of children that she was nervous, fearing that the child would not even taste it, and would just pour it down the drain.

Fortunately, with the fairy filter, Sister Yang was very obedient and followed Jiang Wanwan's instructions step by step.

Blow it, taste it, and then feed the warm liquid medicine to the child's mouth.

Sister Yang's action of pouring medicine into the child was as rough as expected. Just when Jiang Wanwan was worried that the child would be choked and was about to go forward to help, the child with fever woke up and took the initiative to hold the teacup and gulp down the medicine.

Seeing that the medicine was drunk up, Jiang Wanwan was relieved. At least he was not choked!

The feverish Lao Liu reluctantly let go of the teacup, licked his lips, raised his head and asked hoarsely.

"Mom, it's sweet. Is this sugar water? It's delicious. I want to drink more."

Sister Yang tasted the medicine when she tested the temperature just now. She was not surprised by what the child said. She coaxed him, "You are sick. This is medicine. Don't drink too much!"

But the children next to them had bright eyes after hearing this.

The fourth child, who was not much older than the sixth child, staggered as he walked. He swallowed and asked, "Brother, was the water really sweet?"

"Really, it was sweet and delicious!" The sixth child looked down.

Then he noticed the different environment and strangers around him, and immediately shrank back into his mother's arms in fear.

After the other children got a positive answer, they looked at the cash register with shining eyes. On it was a large package of antipyretic medicine that had not been used up.

In order to make the medicine easier to swallow, drug manufacturers do add some sweetness to it, but this cannot cover up the smell of the medicine itself.

In modern times, in order to make sick children drink medicine obediently, parents have used all kinds of means to fight wits and courage, and agreed to many requests to get what they want.

Children of this era, however, crave for the little bit of sweetness in the medicine.

Such a sharp contrast could not help but make Jiang Wanwan's heart surge.

"This is medicine. People who are not sick will have stomachaches if they take it!"

Jiang Wanwan hardened her heart, ignored those pitiful eyes, put away half a packet of medicine and handed it to Sister Yang, and instructed.

"After drinking the medicine, the child's fever will go away in a while. You take the remaining medicine. If the child still has a severe fever tonight, feed him half of it like you did just now!"

"Got it, thank you Miss Jiang!" Sister Yang quickly took it and put it away.

Jiang Wanwan then turned her attention to the other children and waved, "Come, come over here, I'll help you test the values!"

The children looked at Mrs. Yang in confusion, and after getting the answer of "Go quickly", they took small steps to move over.