At this time, Ding Xiang came over with the bowl of salt water. The child stopped crying when he saw the bowl and stretched his neck forward. Ning Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. The child was still conscious and had a strong desire to live. This was a good thing.
Seeing the child drinking water in large gulps, Ding Xiang tried to leave for a moment, but the child grunted and refused, so Ding Xiang continued to feed him.
Seeing this scene, Dr. Ning Jiayin possessed him and said: "Look at how heated the child is by you. Are you comfortable wrapped in a blanket in this weather? If you have a fever, you should wear less clothes to dissipate heat."
The woman wanted to retort: "Don't you have to cover your sweat when you have a fever?" But looking at the people in front of her, she restrained herself.
Doctor Pan probably saw the relationship between master and servant, and walked up to Ning Jiayin: "Excuse me, where did you get this recipe?"
"I wrote it." Ning Jiayin looked calm again, feeling much more comfortable now. It's better to have a big boss, so powerful!
"You?" Doctor Pan's face was filled with disbelief. "This recipe is so good. I can only give you five kinds at most. I didn't expect you to give Pinellia ternata, Zhigancao and Magnolia officinalis. These are all things I never thought of."
"Did you really write it?" Dr. Pan asked again unwillingly.
"It's really me." I wrote it, but it was not my prescription. It was Ning Jiayin, a prescription from the Song Dynasty, who silently added in his heart. Her tone was calm and she was not in a hurry anyway. She had already taken the medicine and the child was in good condition.
Seeing her arrogant look, King Jin blocked her mouth with his fist, coughed, and suppressed his laughter.
"May I ask who your surname is?" Dr. Pan's attitude became respectful when he saw it.
"I can give you the recipe, but I want to keep it secret, master."
When Dr. Pan heard that the prescription could give him a prescription, his eyebrows knitted together and he stopped asking any further questions. But what should I do if I still want to explore medical skills?
Ding Xiang came over and said, "Sir, the medicine is ready."
At this time, Dr. Pan finally remembered that he was just happy and hadn't asked his assistant to prepare the medicine, so he scratched his head in embarrassment.
King Jin's eyes were full of smiles, and the medicine had been prepared in advance. This was what Miss Ning would do.
The woman had already seen Dr. Pan's attitude towards Fang Zi and the aura of several people around him, so she obediently fed the child the medicine.
Ning Jiayin warned again: "When you have a fever, remember to cover your body and sweat. Not only should you not cover it, but you also need to dissipate the heat in time. Covering your body with sweat will cause your body temperature to rise, which will cause heat stroke, and the consequences will be serious."
Dr. Pan gained a lot of knowledge, and the woman nodded repeatedly.
Seeing that the child's condition was stable, King Jin hesitated whether to go with Miss Ning. For some reason, he wanted to tell her about the recent situation. This idea shocked him. When did he start to trust the person in front of him so much? The little girl.
"Hurry up and save me!" Suddenly a pale-faced man, about thirty or forty years old, appeared from the back room, clutching his stomach and wearing a half-worn gray and white cloth. When Dr. Pan saw this man, he exclaimed: "Mr. Suixin!"
"Xi Xin?" Ning Jiayin thought as soon as he heard this name, it had a story.
When King Jin heard this title, his resolute and solemn face also showed a trace of shock. He took two steps forward, saw the person clearly and subconsciously exclaimed: "Mr. Suixin!"
When Fufeng saw that his master knew this person, he stretched out his hand to support him.
When the man looked up and saw King Jin, he just shouted: "Your Majesty, save me!" and then fainted.
When Dr. Pan heard Sui Xin shouting to the prince, his legs went weak and he had to salute. King Jin said calmly: "It's important to save people!
After all, Dr. Pan finished the ceremony and led people into the back room, asking Fufeng to put Mr. Sui Xin on the bed in the back room.
Seeing Fu Feng hugging Mr. Sui Xin as easily as he hugged a chicken, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.
After putting it away, Doctor Pan turned around and bowed and apologized: "It's strange that the villain was only too happy to recognize the prince."
"Okay, let's talk about the situation. What happened to Mr. Suixin?" King Jin said calmly.
Dr. Pan wiped the sweat from his forehead and face again, organized his words before starting to speak. It turned out that Mr. Sui Xin came here to visit a friend. One day he felt unbearable abdominal pain and came to see a doctor. Doctor Pan gave him an injection and some decoction. After treatment, the effect was very good. It has been more than a month since it relapsed, and it is worse than before. It was more serious last time. According to Mr. Suixin himself, it happened to him when he was out of town, and he sought treatment from a local doctor.
"Where is the abdominal pain? Where is it in the abdomen?" Ning Jiayin guessed that if it was the right lower abdominal pain, it might be the appendix. If it was the right upper quadrant, it would be troublesome.
Ning Jiayin felt relieved when Dr. Pan answered that it was in the lower right abdomen, not a fatal part.
"How is it?" King Jin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ning Jiayin, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"It's not a big problem, but it requires Mr. Suixin's consent."
Seeing Prince Jin and Doctor Pan looking at her, she smiled and explained: "Mr. Suixin probably has appendicitis. Just open an operation and cut out the appendix directly."
He said it so calmly, and the faces of the people in the room instantly became colorful when they heard this.
How can the organs of the human body be cut at a moment’s notice! Doctor Pan was stunned.
It was impossible for King Jin not to be surprised. Why did Miss Ning have to cut everything?
Looking at the expressions of the people in the room, Ning Jiayin had no choice but to explain further: "The appendix has no role in our human organs. Some people will never get sick for a lifetime, while for some people once it does, the pain will kill them. Removing it is once and for all. The best way.”
"You can decide for yourself when Mr. Sui Xin wakes up," Mr. Sui Xin woke up as soon as Ning Jiayin's words landed.
"I'll cut it!" Although Mr. Suixin's voice was weak, his tone was decisive. This kind of pain was simply too painful. He heard clearly what the little girl beside him said, but it was too painful just now and he didn't open his eyes.
"Mr. Suixin, have you thought it through?" Dr. Pan didn't quite trust the young man in front of him. Although he gave an excellent prescription, operating a knife on the body was not a trivial matter, but he did not dare to express his doubts. With mouth.
Mr. Sui Xin had never seen anything after traveling around the world for so many years, so he naturally understood what Dr. Pan meant. He meant well, but he didn't know how painful it was when he was in pain. It was worse than death.
Although the little girl in front of her was young, she looked so calm and confident, and she didn't feel any embarrassment in her voice. In her eyes, this matter was a normal and trivial matter.
Looking at King Jin again, he looked like Shura on the battlefield, but just now he heard it really well outside and was always cooperating with the little girl. He didn't have any doubts about what the little girl said.
If it weren't for the little girl's ability, would the King of Jin be so impressed? He has traveled half his life and has never seen anyone, so he believes in this little girl!
