Mu Huaixi walked around in the space available to her, digesting her food and the information she had collected about Director Le today.
Her daily schedule is simple: work, eat, and sleep.
Work is essential, while eating and sleeping are optional. It's not just her, it seems that all the staff here are like this.
When she met with Director Le, the researcher next to her took the matter lightly. At her request, she also met with several people who had more contact with Director Le on a regular basis, and received similar responses. They all said they were accustomed to such a schedule.
There are actually many cases of coma recorded in medical books.
"Xian Nian Ji" records a man who was always drowsy for half a year out of a year. His pulse and everything else were normal. Sometimes he would even get up to drink water and eat, but he was still in a coma and would not respond when others spoke to him.
This man was half asleep and half awake, and he lived to be over a hundred years old and died of old age.
There are also people like Director Le who suddenly fell into a coma and slept for two or three months, and eventually woke up on their own.
But such cases are rare. Even with nutritional supplements, long-term lethargy will cause the body's functions to degenerate and vital signals will gradually disappear.
Moreover, Mu Huaixi felt that Director Le was crucial here. Everyone she met expressed their eagerness for her to wake up as soon as possible.
"She should be responsible for a very important job here," Mu Huaixi couldn't help but think. Although Ying Mingcheng didn't say it, she also knew that this should be the place where secret missions were carried out.
The sudden vibration just now further proved that she was actually near the military camp. The first time such a vibration was mixed in with the fireworks, it became more and more frequent. The explanation given by the regiment headquarters and Sister Yu was that an air-raid shelter was being dug in the mountain behind the camp headquarters and there would be blasting operations.
Since the frequent explosions, vehicles carrying building materials can be seen coming in and waste materials going out from time to time, which confirms the theory that it is an air-raid shelter.
But Mu Huaixi always felt something was wrong. Now it seemed that those building materials were indeed useful, but they should be used to repair this underground secret room. As for what was being researched here, she couldn't guess and didn't want to guess.
Mu Huaixi walked around a few times and returned to the small room assigned to her.
Ying Mingcheng brought some hot water and washed her feet silently, then changed to a new basin and prepared hot water for her to wipe her face and hands.
"Isn't she important?"
Mu Huaixi's question was a bit incoherent, but Ying Mingcheng understood it and nodded.
"But don't put too much pressure on yourself. Director Le hasn't rested in a long time. I asked you to come here just..." Ying Mingcheng paused, "I just want you to take a look at the situation, just in case."
His words were very comforting, but she couldn't hide the tension in his eyes. Mu Huaixi thought for a moment and said softly, "I'll check her pulse tomorrow and try stimulating her with the gold needles."
"Okay, don't think too much."
Ying Mingcheng probably had other tasks to do, so after wiping her face, he left with the basin of water. Mu Huaixi was a little surprised, but also felt that it was understandable. However, she was a little uncomfortable with the new place, and she was still thinking about Director Le, so she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
“Boom boom!!!”
When she was dozing off, there was a sudden roar outside, which immediately scared away the little sleepiness she had and she could no longer fall asleep.
Mu Huaixi rarely suffers from insomnia, but her face looked extremely gloomy, with huge dark circles under her eyes. This scared Ying Mingcheng, who took her to breakfast, and also scared the leader who met her warmly later. The words he originally wanted to urge her turned into comfort. When he learned that she was going to have acupuncture today, he advised her to wait a little longer.
"Comrade Xiao Mu, don't worry. I heard that Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, auscultation, questioning, and palpation. I heard that you took my pulse yesterday and asked several people. Today, I have arranged for you to have a few comrades who often come into contact with Le Hong. If you ask more questions and then give me acupuncture tomorrow, won't you feel more confident?"
The leader's attitude was very friendly. Mu Huaixi was not ungrateful. She also felt that her condition was not very good, so she nodded and agreed.
Today, she did find a slight hint of weakness in her pulse, but she still couldn't determine the cause of Le Hong's illness. The people that her leader arranged for her to meet had the same understanding of Le Hong as the comrades she had met yesterday.
Everyone here is obsessed with work. If you talk about work, they can chat for a few minutes and praise Le Hong endlessly. But if you ask about Le Hong in life, you will get few responses.
"Director Le doesn't have many living habits, right? Everyone is busy with work, so who has time to observe others?"
"What does Le Hong like to eat? Eat anything. I'm so tired after work that I can even fall asleep while eating. Sometimes I don't even know what I'm eating."
"Director Le... um... doesn't she like to sleep much? It seems like she gets very little sleep. Maybe she's doing this to catch up on some sleep, or maybe she'll wake up tomorrow and have another good idea."
The four diagnostic methods of Observation, olfaction, questioning and palpation are not just for the patient himself. Now that the patient is in a coma, she has no choice but to ask Le Hong's colleagues. However, unlike in the past when they were worried that the patient's family would conceal something, these people would not conceal anything at all, but they also did not know much.
Mu Huaixi sent the last person away, slowly stood up while holding her stomach, and Ying Mingcheng just came in.
"How about it?"
Mu Huaixi shook her head. She had no idea yet.
"I'm not asking her, I'm asking you," Ying Mingcheng frowned and helped her out, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Mu Huaixi glanced at him resentfully, "I did have trouble sleeping."
It was too noisy, too damp, and very insecure. Mu Huaixi didn't know how to describe it. She could always feel a vague sense of unease here.
It seems like an instinct. I will subconsciously pay attention to my surroundings when walking in the corridor. I can't fall asleep for a long time when lying in bed, and my mind always seems to be tense.
After listening to her, Ying Mingcheng was silent for a long time and stroked her hair. "Don't worry, it's safe here."
Mu Huaixi nodded, but she couldn't control the unconscious tension in her body.
At night, she took Le Hong's pulse again and recorded it carefully in a notebook.
In fact, the most accurate time to take the pulse is in the early morning. "The Essentials of Pulse Diagnosis" says that diagnosis is usually done at dawn, when the yin qi has not moved, the yang qi has not dispersed, food has not been eaten, the meridians have not been full, the collaterals are evenly balanced, and the qi and blood have not been disordered. Therefore, the pulse can be diagnosed.
In other words, the pulse in a calm state can best reflect the physical condition, which is why physical examinations are generally scheduled in the morning before eating.
But daily medical practice does not require so many requirements, and now Le Hong's pulse appears to be normal, so Mu Huaixi can only check it once in the morning, noon and evening to record and observe any changes.
That night, Ying Mingcheng still brought her hot water, but did not leave.
"Go to sleep, I'll stay with you tonight."
Mu Huaixi originally wanted to say that it was useless, and she couldn't control the fear in her subconscious, but when his warm body leaned towards her, she relaxed unconsciously and fell asleep soon.
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