Chapter 1193 Zhuang Zhuang is Critically Ill 5

Fang Ning stepped forward and rebuked in a deep voice: "Xiao Yun, what are you doing here? You have nothing to do, right? Have you forgotten the rules of the army? Go back and write a self-criticism!"

It was a rebuke, but in reality it was a defense. Feng Qingyun understood it very well and immediately confessed, "I understand, Comrade Captain."

After returning to the Lu family, Feng Qingyun immediately said, "Teachers, how is Zhuangzhuang?" She had to take care of Xibao and Fubao to reduce the burden on Tian Ling and Yang's mother, so she had no way to go to the hospital to find out.

In fact, she could have gone when Xibao and Fubao were sleeping, but she was afraid, afraid of hearing bad news.

Just like now, I asked the question but I didn’t dare to hear the answer.

Fang Ning and Yang Fengying shook their heads slowly. "The doctor is still discussing how to treat him."

Hearing these words, Feng Qingyun's heart sank to the bottom of a valley.

"You mean?" Medicine in the space?

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"During the process of giving Zhuangzhuang the infusion, don't let anyone approach the ward, and don't let anyone see the things and medicine we take out!" Feng Qingxue acted promptly and moved incredibly quickly to find the medicine, prepare the medicine, and prepare the injection tools.

Feng Qingxue sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "I prepared a lot of commonly used medicines at the beginning. In addition to the bruises and injuries medicines that you used, I also prepared all kinds of children's medicines because I might get married and have children in the future. I even bought the equipment for infusion, but the quantity is not too much and it is not easy to buy. I asked a lot of people to help me with the space, and it took a lot of effort. Zhuangzhuang has a lung infection, which is an inflammation. There are medicines in the space, anti-inflammatory, antiviral, anti-asthmatic... They are all suitable for the symptoms!"

Night fell quickly, and only Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were taking care of Zhuangzhuang in the ward. In the past two days, he had symptoms such as fever, cough, difficulty breathing and asthma. Poor Zhuangzhuang, the doctors were completely helpless.

Lu Jiang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I believe in your medical skills and the medicine you prepared!"

Feng Qingxue burst into tears and gritted her teeth as she said, "This is the first time I hate the backward medical technology of the era I live in!"

Feng Qingxue grabbed his hand, her nails dug deeply into Lu Jiang's skin, but Lu Jiang didn't feel any pain. He hugged her with his backhand, "Don't cry, don't cry, our Zhuangzhuang will be safe. Didn't Master Shan say it? We are destined to have four sons and one daughter, and Zhuangzhuang is one of them. How could he be absent from our lives?"

"Ajiang!"

"Ah Jiang, I want to give Zhuangzhuang medicine. Let's give him medicine ourselves! Infusion!"

No, you can't!

Zhuangzhuang's skin is very tender and thin, and his blood vessels are very thin. The ones on his wrists can't be used, and the ones on his feet...

"Qingxue!" Lu Jiang also hated the lack of medical care and medicine. Did he really want to watch Zhuangzhuang leave them?

It was cold at night, and Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue didn't dare to unwrap the baby for fear of freezing him, so Feng Qingxue looked for a place above his head for an infusion. With the light bulb in the ward on, Lu Jiang gave her a flashlight to illuminate the sky above Zhuangzhuang's head.

After the drip was inserted, Feng Qingxue took Zhuangzhuang in her arms and drove Lu Jiang out to guard the door.

She was very thoughtful. Soon, doctors and nurses came to make night rounds. When they saw Lu Jiang squatting outside the door with his head in his hands, they felt even more sympathetic. "Army Commander, let us go in and see the child!"

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All the pediatric doctors were helpless about Zhuangzhuang's condition, and they came to make night rounds just to give themselves some psychological comfort.

(End of this chapter)