Jishi doctor arrives

She wanted to persuade him to let go of his self-esteem and treat her as an ordinary doctor.

"If you don't rehydrate properly, it can make you uncomfortable."

"I said, can you be sure?"

Yang Mo shook her head, "No." She could only guess that she didn't want to lie in front of those eyes.

Zhou Chengling was silent. He might rather be uncomfortable than discuss this issue with her, "Then try it, it's uncomfortable...I'll tell you."

Yang Mo turned to look at Mei Xiang, "Let Wei Mao bring the normal saline, and I need to do blood matching."

Wei Mao hurried over, Yang Mo personally tied the normal saline to Zhou Chengling, and asked Wei Mao to find suitable blood.

"You think Wei Mao is here to watch me." Zhou Chengling looked at Yang Mo, "Go and rest, you are here...it's not convenient for me to say a lot."

He kept hemming and hawing, just to make her feel inconvenient so that he could drive her away.

After tossing all morning, Yang Mo felt a little fever again. It was strange that she was also sick at this time.

Zhou Chengling was obviously very uncomfortable. He closed his eyes for a while and said, "Go and rest...someone will tell you something."

It was the first time that she encountered such a setback in practicing medicine in ancient times. She wanted to stay, but he guarded his self-esteem and refused. The two looked at each other like this, and after a while, Yang Mo's heart softened. Nor will he rest in peace.

"Then you also sleep for a while." Yang Mo stood up and led the people out, but stopped at the door, listening quietly to the movement inside.

Sure enough, the sound of vomiting came from inside, and the sound was suppressed.It's heartbreaking.

"Wei Mao," Yang Mo said through the curtain, "take down the salt water." It's not okay to give salt water, and she can't see him suffering.

It took a long time for the vomiting to stop, and Wei Mao came out to look at Yang Mo, "Master, Master Shi is so seriously ill, what should we do?"

"I'll go and find a way." Not only can she not take care of him here, but she also wants him to worry about her.It's better for her to think about how to save Zhou Chengling, Yang Mo walked back to her room cruelly.

Yang Mo listed all Zhou Chengling's symptoms on the paper, and carefully analyzed them like a medical student. She wrote down the clinical manifestations, palpation, past cases, and even pulse conditions. full.What should I do if I can't do all the tests, can't determine what the disease is, and don't have any western medicine, or even any modern technical support?

Yang Mo felt dizzy after thinking about it all night, so she ordered Mei Xiang to bring her the white fox cloak.Yang Mo put on her clothes and went to the yard to breathe, and the cold air came in.She didn't feel cold, probably because she didn't have any warmth in her heart at this moment.It snowed all night, and the last leaves on the treetops were also pressed down by the snow.

Yang Mo didn't know how long he had been wandering around in the yard, Wei Mao hurried over and said, "Master, Master Shi's illness seems to be getting worse, and he woke up often just now, now it's time to take medicine, and he doesn't answer any calls. "

Yang Mo's heart sank.Anxious to see Zhou Chengling's foot slipped and almost fell down.

Mei Xiang hurriedly said: "Miss, don't worry..."

Yang Mo didn't care what others said, and almost trotted all the way to the wing.After entering the house, the servant girl wanted to come forward to help her take off her cloak, but she blocked it with her hand, and went straight into the inner room.

Zhou Chengling lay quietly on the bed, as if he had no breathing ups and downs, and he had to stare at him to see his weak breathing, "Master Shi." Yang Mo whispered, Zhou Chengling on the bed did not respond.

"Zhou Chengling." Yang Mo called out again, but Zhou Chengling remained silent.

Zhou Chengling woke up, woke up.

It's not that she has never seen a supernatural patient before. The worst result she can accept is that he becomes like that, at least let him live.

At least he's going to live.

Yang Mo followed Zhou Chengling's breathing, she gasped harder than ever, and wanted to pass the strength on to him, as if he could get better this way.

"Zhou Chengling, Zhou Chengling." Yang Mo called over and over again, she would not relax, she would not give up until he woke up.

Zhou Chengling's eyelashes seemed to tremble a little.

She knew she shouldn't be too anxious, but at the moment of life and death, she couldn't let him go.

"Zhou Chengling, did you hear me?" Yang Mo yelled twice before Zhou Chengling opened his eyes. His eyes were not as clear and plain as before, but a kind of confusion that was almost out of focus.

That gaze was like a hand holding Yang Mo's heart tightly, as if someone had strangled her neck, making her unable to breathe.

She was afraid of such a look.

There was no her, no one in that look, and that look told her that he was not here.

She was speechless for almost a moment, until those eyes gradually warmed up and regained their faint look.

Zhou Chengling and Yang Mo looked at each other. His body was very weak, so it seemed that his aura was gone. Instead, she saw the gentleness with weakness, so she could see that those eyes looked at her with concern, Joy and reluctance.

Some people only show their emotions when they are vulnerable.

Before, Yang Mo really wanted to see what Zhou Chengling looked like inside without the pride and power outside, but now she hoped that she would never see it.

Zhou Chengling looked at her for a while before saying, "Take off...the cloak...it's already wet from the snow."

Yang Mo shook her head and stretched out her hand to find his finger, and held it tightly, "Give me some time, I will figure out a way, do you hear me? Give me some time, give me some time."

Every time she said it, she looked into his eyes, hoping he would give her a quick answer.

He hesitated.

She hated his hesitation the most, as if he wanted to annihilate her hope.

Yang Mo couldn't help but want to cry, because he didn't readily agree, she felt like the sky was going to fall.

After Zhou Chengling woke up, the situation seemed to be getting better and better, but he put all her questioning behind him.

Just as Yang Mo thought of this, the voice of Princess Xian came from outside, "How is it? Is he here?"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Concubine Xian came in, and Concubine Xian's eyes turned on Yang Mo's face, her face became even more ugly, she took a few steps forward and looked at Zhou Chengling, "Is it heavy again?" She asked Yang Mo, "How can Cheng Ling's illness be cured?"

Yang Mo did not hide the truth from Xian Wang Taifei, "This disease broke out suddenly, and now I have no good way."

Princess Xian swallowed, her eyes were red, and she scolded Zhou Chengling, "You're going to be a white-eyed wolf, I'm old, and I still want you to die..." At this point, she couldn't continue to scold.

Zhou Chengling looked at the tearful Concubine Xian Wang, and said after a while: "Concubine... make arrangements... to take me back to the clan camp."

Yang Mo raised her head suddenly, Zhou Chengling wants to go back to the clan camp?

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