My Lady Fairy

"Baba..." she got into the taxi again. Qiqi gently hugged her father's neck and whispered.

"Huh?" Yang Guo stroked the hair on the back of Qiqi's head and gently asked, "what's the matter?"

"Pain..." Qiqi blinked, another tear rolled down, and said powerlessly. She didn't cry as hard as she did in the hotel at that time, but tears would still fall, "pa" and fall on Yang Guo's neck, breaking into several pieces.

"Where does it hurt? Buttock pain or stomach pain?" Yang Guo asked painfully.

"Ass." Qiqi tooted her mouth and tried not to cry.

"Wait, wait, and you'll find a doctor to cure you right away." Yang Guo kissed his daughter's small face, tears mottled, a little cool, "Qiqi don't cry, dad knows Qiqi is very strong, right?"

"Well." Qiqi's eyes rolled with tears, but she nodded forcefully.

"How long is it?" Yang Guo asked anxiously, because he asked the driver in English.

"Ten minutes!" This time the driver is white, so the answer is much simpler.

Chinatown is in Manhattan. From queens to Manhattan, it is usually very fast to take the subway. Driving is to pass the Queens bridge, and some blocks need to be bypassed.

Anyway, they arrived at Chinatown. When they arrived at the memorial archway, the staff greeted them to get off.

"Walking below is faster than taking a car." The staff laughed.

Chinatown is also large, covering more than 40 streets. If you find someone in it, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, the staff member was familiar with this area and took them through two busy streets with ease.

There are all kinds of antique buildings with Chinese characteristics in Chinatown, but Yang Guo is not in the mood to watch them, and she doesn't even want to look at them casually. She just urges the staff to leave quickly, because Qiqi had diarrhea when she just got off the bus, and her diaper was pasted. She felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry!

"Here we are!" The staff led them to a shop with a traditional Chinese sign of "Tang's traditional Chinese Medicine Museum", and Yang Guo walked in with great strides.

"Uncle Tang, come and help me show my friend's child. She's sick in the stomach and has vomiting and diarrhea today." The staff greeted the doctor sitting inside.

The doctor was in his forties and fifties, wearing traditional robes and a pair of round framed eyes. He looked up at Qiqi in Yang Guo's arms, stood up and said, "he is not over the age of, and the child is too young to delay. Come and show me quickly."

Doctor Tang is the first one who can tell Qiqi's age at a glance without knowing it! You know, Qiqi grows up very fast. It looks like she is almost as old as a oneortwo year old child. This made Yang Guo a little convinced of him.

"Mr. Tang, shall I change the baby's diaper first? Just now she pulled it again." Yang Guo said.

"No problem, it's just Miyata. Let me have a look." The doctor patted the eight immortals table and said, "let her lie on it."

Yang Guo had to put Qiqi on it according to his words, but the weak Qiqi was particularly dependent on her father at this time and was unwilling to leave her father's arms for a moment. Yang Guo said good or bad, promised her to let her hold her hand, Qiqi promised to lie down obediently.

Seeing, hearing, and asking, Doctor Tang felt Qi Qi's pulse while checking Qi Qi's tongue coating, and asked Yang Guo about some symptoms.

"It's not a big problem." Dr. Tang withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "there are many trips, climate change, resulting in cold diarrhea. You said acclimatized, that's not true. This diarrhea is accompanied by vomiting, which is a little serious, unable to eat, weak, and will cause other diseases for a long time."

Watching Doctor Tang start to write pictures on a light yellow paper, Yang Guo asked, "Mr. Tang, do you need to give her any medicine? Do you want an injection?"

Doctor Tang raised his eyelids, looked at Yang Guo, and said, "this is the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. I don't need injections. Turn right when I go out for injections, and there is a western medicine hospital two blocks away."

His temper is really strange. He turns cold when he disagrees with him. Yang Guo said with an embarrassed smile, "no, I don't want an injection. Isn't I in a hurry? I want my child to be better early. You see, she hasn't eaten anything in the morning. After eating, she vomited out."

Dr. Tang's face eased a little. He pointed to the prescription in his hand and said, "this is the traditional Chinese medicine umbilical patch, which is specifically aimed at your daughter's symptoms. It can stop vomiting and treat diarrhea. It can take half an hour to take effect. This pair of drugs is used to regulate the body. The child is too young, and the disease is serious. You need to take some to regulate the internal organs, so as to prevent the residual damage."

"You can stick the navel sticker on your child now, and then feed her some liquid food after half an hour. The porridge is a little rotten. Don't feed milk. The nutrition is not enough." Doctor Tang patiently told Yang Guo, "Chinese medicine will start tonight, and drink half a bowl in the morning and evening."

Yang Guo listened carefully and wrote it down carefully. Zheng Yujie also took out her notebook and helped Yang Guo write it down one by one.

"Liquorice is added to the traditional Chinese medicine, but it will still be a little bitter, and the child may not want to drink it. But the good medicine tastes bitter, so you must drink enough, but don't let her vomit it all!" Dr. Tang said.

Yang Guo has never fed Qiqi traditional Chinese medicine. In the past, when she was sick, she had injections, drank some cough syrup and so on. Think about the tossing power of drinking traditional Chinese medicine when you were young, Yang Guo has a bad premonition.

"Is there anything particular about that porridge?" Zheng Yujie asked.

"There's nothing particular about it, just don't be hard. Tear green vegetables and lean meat into silk and put them in for cooking. If they don't boil well, just take them out." Dr. Tang said with a smile, "now we all treat children very valuable. In the past difficult times, we didn't have anything to eat?"

In the backyard of the hospital, Yang Guo helped Qiqi stick the umbilical patch and stayed here to observe. He is not idle, helping Qiqi wipe her ass and change into a clean diaper. Looking at Qiqi's swollen little ass, Yang Guo doesn't mention how distressed she is!

"You can give the child a massage to make her better." After finishing his work, Dr. Tang came to Yang Guo and instructed, "push the plank door, that is, the thenar of the two hands; knead Zusanli, here; push up seven bones, and the lumbosacral part is about 1.5 inches up from the baby's hip groove. Each part is about 100 ~ 200 times, combined with back chiropractic for 6 times, which is conducive to regulating the spleen and stomach and the Yin and Yang of the whole body."

Yang Guo gave Qiqi a try, which seemed to work well. After rubbing for a while, Qiqi's frown slowly eased, and her stomach would not continue to wriggle and cause diarrhea. It seemed that the situation was indeed getting better!

At a critical time, traditional Chinese medicine is still reliable!

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