Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 790 Just Do As Anya Says!
Serum reactions are not only symptoms such as fever, joint swelling and pain, itchy skin, hives, swollen lymph nodes all over the body, and abdominal pain, but also a rapidly developing allergic reaction——

This will cause the patient to die of severe dyspnea and circulatory failure due to untimely rescue!
Zhang Hang also expressed his opinion: "The patient is still having a fever, should the dose be reduced first for the first injection?

Let’s do it in small amounts and many times. We can’t go from one extreme to another. Haste makes waste. "

Anya shook her head: "It's because Ling Yanshan has a fever now, and this time period is when his body's immune system is struggling to resist the antigen. It is more appropriate to use 3 IU of medicine."

This is the experience she summed up through several phases of clinical trials in her previous life.

Time has dragged on for such a long time, and it is in the high fever stage. At this time, the amount of medicine must not be less. If it is less, it will be too late to fully react, and the toxin in Ling Yanshan's body will affect the second organ.

Seeing Anya's insistence, Zhao Bin looked up at Yan Zhen: "Ms. Yan, what is your opinion as a family member?"

Yan Zhen expressed his attitude with one mouthful: "Just do as Anya said!"

She doesn't understand the tens of thousands of IUs, but since she has chosen to believe in Anya, she will always believe in her.

At this time, employing people to answer doubts and lead the mouse to both ends will only harm Ling Yanshan!
20000 IU of N-amino acid was slowly injected into Ling Yanshan's vein, while Zhao Bin and Zhang Hang watched the patient's real-time monitor and discussed in low voices from time to time.

Yan Zhen stared at his son without blinking, until Zhao Bin whispered softly: "The indication is here!"

This sentence seemed to turn on a switch, and Ling Yanshan's face lost a lot of greenness visible to the naked eye.

Anya took off the gloves she had put on in the laboratory and had forgotten to take them off, wiped the cold sweat from her palms vigorously on the clothes, and let out a long breath:

"That's a good sign."

"Pay close attention to it for a few more hours. If the indications do not drop and appear repeated, it means that the drug has taken effect, and the most dangerous period is over."

The faces of Zhao Bin and Zhang Hang were also a little more relaxed than before, "I really didn't expect that, we thought...

It may be because his physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, and the previous blood transfusion was also timely—”

Speaking of this, Zhang Hang remembered: "By the way, where is the comrade who transfused Xiaoling's blood before? What's his name? How is he?"

The nurse hurriedly replied: "It's called Hong Xing. I put him in the ordinary ward next door. He may be awake by now."

Only then did Anya vaguely remember that when she got off the plane, it seemed that Hong Xing was also beside her, and she came here to protect Ling Yanshan?
Did something happen to him too?

Anya quickly looked at the nurse: "Hong Xing——"

"Don't worry, Comrade Hong Xing is fine," Zhang Hang sighed with emotion, "When Xiao Ling was first searched and rescued, he gave Xiao Ling an emergency transfusion of 400cc of blood.

Less than a day later, he just gave Xiaoling another 300cc transfusion. We didn't know it before. During the blood transfusion, his pulse increased, his blood pressure decreased, and he passed out.

We asked the accompanying doctors and nurses, only to find out that he just had a blood transfusion the day before, and he himself was injured..."

That is to say, after one night, 700cc of blood was continuously output, and he was still injured. It is estimated that the spirit has been under high pressure, no wonder he couldn't hold it anymore and passed out.

Anya felt a little guilty: "I forgot about him, so I went to see him when I turned around."

Zhao Bin politely persuaded Anya and the others to go out: "The situation is getting better now, you all should go out first.

It is best not to have too many people coming in the intensive care unit, and you can come back when you visit tomorrow.

Don't worry, you guys, as soon as there is any news, we will notify you immediately. "

Regardless of whether it is safe or not, the medicine has already been injected, and it won't help if they are crowded here now.

Anya withdrew with Yan Zhen and Mei Wenzhao.

Song Qiumei and Chen Junjie, who were guarding outside, hurried forward: "How is Ling Ying?"

At this moment, Anya had time to raise her sleeves and wipe the hair stuck to her forehead with sweat: "Fortunately, it's getting better.

The professor said that if the indications do not recur, the most dangerous period may be over. "

In this situation, there is no need to think about anything else. As long as Ling Yanshan's life can be saved, Anya feels it is a great blessing.

Song Qiumei didn't expect so much, and she was relieved when she heard that the danger had passed: "Are you all hungry?
I just inquired with someone that there is a store near here that sells delicious wontons. Please rest for a while, and I will buy some bowls of wontons for you. "

He entered the intensive care unit at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already more than 8 o'clock in the evening when he came out.

After being reminded by Song Qiumei, Anya felt that she was a little too hungry.

I don't have any appetite for any food now, so a bowl of fresh soup and small wontons is just right.

Anya nodded, looked at Yan Zhen and Mei Wenzhao: "Aunt Yan, Uncle Mei, what do you want to eat?"

Yan Zhen and Mei Wenzhao had no appetite for anything else: "Let's just eat wontons, and add a few drops of vinegar to our two bowls."

Song Qiumei turned around and was about to leave, but Anya hurriedly stopped her: "Sister Song, besides the few of us, buy five more large bowls.

The two professors and the two nurses in the intensive care unit have stayed together until this time, and they haven't eaten yet.

There is also Hong Xing, who fainted earlier, and the nurse put him in the ordinary ward next door, and he probably didn't have anything to eat. "

There were a lot of packages to be packed, so Chen Junjie hurriedly followed.

Mei Wenzhao didn't know what came to his mind, so he said to Yan Zhen, "I'll go out and buy some things," and followed him.

Yan Zhen patted Anya's hand with relief: "It's better for Xiao An to be thoughtful, let's go, let's go and see that Comrade Hong Xing together."

Hong Xing had just woken up, and when he saw Anya, he wished he hadn't woken up so early: "Xiao An...I'm sorry..."

Lowering his head and not daring to meet Anya's clear eyes, Hong Xing felt that he had returned to the day when he first joined the army and was scolded by the instructor in front of all the soldiers for the first time he made a mistake.

Regret, fear, self-blame, pain... all kinds of negative emotions are intertwined, making him just want to dig a hole in the ground and get in.

"...If I hadn't dragged Lao Ling down, he wouldn't have been hurt like this..."

"You are comrades-in-arms who fight side by side and can give each other their backs, and there is no one who drags the other down.

Yanshan is willing to lure the enemy away, so there is a reason for him to do so, and I believe he has never regretted it.

Therefore, Yanshan's injury was not caused by you, nor is it your responsibility, Xiao Hong, you don't have to blame yourself so much.

I just heard that from yesterday to today, you have transfused 700cc of blood to Yanshan. I really don't know how to thank you. "

Hearing a female voice that was not Anya but had a tone that could represent Ling Yanshan, Hong Xing raised his head in surprise.

Anya explained at the right time: "This is Yan Shan's mother—"

(End of this chapter)