The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

In the middle of the night, when the army should rest, there should be no noise except for the soldiers on patrol and on duty.

But near the main account of the Chinese Army tonight, it is as noisy as a market.

Wu Xiong was covered with white sand in the moonlight. He rushed out of the military tent and shouted to the people waiting outside the tent: "go and burn hot water for the girl!"

Niu Qiang led several cooks to set up a big pot to boil water. Wu Xiong wandered around outside the account anxiously. He listened to Jiang qianxia's unbearable whisper in his ears, and his heart was pulled up.

Didn't you take medicine in the middle of the night? Why is the girl more ill? Song Fuwen, that quack doctor, has been dealing with these rough men for a long time and won't see women's dependents?

I don't know how many people cursed themselves behind their backs. Song Fuwen was holding Jiang qianxia's pulse and sweating a thin layer on his forehead.

The pulse was chaotic and the beating was slightly weak. If she was allowed to vomit like this, she would have to vomit out her intestines.

"Vomit -"

Jiang qianxia vomited some bile against the copper basin on the side of the bed. He only felt the burning pain in his nose and throat, and his head was like being chiseled with a small hammer.

Guli was at a loss with a bowl of water. Seeing that she had vomited up, he immediately put the bowl close to her mouth and asked her to gargle with light salt water.

"What's the matter, you're giving me an explanation!"

Xiao Jiu angrily lifted song Fuwen's collar and roared loudly.

Song Fuwen's face was ugly and said, "it's no use yelling at me. Half a night, in order to relieve her summer heat, she fed her a pair of cooling medicine. Unexpectedly, her bones were too weak to withstand the stimulation of cooling medicine, but she did harm to her intestines and stomach."

Jiang qianxia is weak and lying in bed. He knows that he should be stimulated by cold and heat and become acute gastroenteritis.

The twisted burning sensation in her stomach made her dare not eat anything, spit anything, and even drink water like pouring fire oil into her stomach.

But now she has the symptoms of dehydration. If she can't replenish water in time, it will be fatal.

Song Fuwen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "you can't wait for her to slow down. You have to fill her with decocting and filling. You can feed her as much as you spit!"

Jiang qianxia's face is pale with fear. If he tosses about like this, he will have to suffer from gastric bleeding without stomach disease!

Grabbed song Fuwen's sleeve, Jiang qianxia said sadly, "doctor song, if you really want to do this, you might as well kill me now."

"Don't talk nonsense. If you are sick, you have to be cured!" Song Fuwen shouted firmly.

"I'm not incurable. Can we find another way?"

Before Song Fuwen could say anything, Jiang qianxia grabbed the conversation with a dry tongue and quickly said, "I'm just dehydrated and can't replenish water by oral administration. You can help me mix some normal saline. I have a way to direct the saline into my body."

Who ordinary acute gastroenteritis dehydration, not just hang a few bottles of normal saline? As long as you supplement enough electrolytes and water, your body is not so fragile!

"Just light salt water? Why bother about such a simple thing? Do you want to separate me so that you can do something unreasonable?" Song Fuwen was suspicious.

Jiang qianxia gasped weakly for two mouthfuls of thick air, and spit out a mouthful of water to moisten his tongue. Then he said with a sad face: "the salt water I want is not simple. If the proportion and material are not good, it will kill..."

After telling song Fuwen how to collect distilled water, she looked at Guli and said, "general, please help me purify the purified green salt again. The less impurities, the safer I am."

Guli nodded and just wanted to get up. He was a little worried that song Fuwen's guess would come true. He nervously sat down again and guarded aside, leaving the extraction of refined salt to Lin Yuan.

After Song Fuwen and Lin Yuan hurried out to prepare normal saline, Jiang qianxia frowned and thought about what to replace the rubber tube and syringe.

The syringe bottle needs to be transparent in order to observe how much needle water is left, and it should be convenient for disinfection. There should be no gap. It is reasonable to say that the glass bottle is the best, but Jiang qianxia doesn't expect that there is something that can be displayed at the banquet of scholar officials in the rough army.

Putting aside the transparent one, using a brass kettle for drinking water and a cork can also play the same role, as long as you pay attention to checking the needle water at all times.

All that's left is a rubber tube and a needle.

"General, help me get the cloth package in the bedside box."

The envoy asked Guli to take the package when he joined the army. Jiang qianxia Shanshan said to the humanitarian of the first army account: "could you please turn your back first and I'll take something..."

Instead of haggling over every detail, she really wants to exchange injection needles and rubber tubes from the chamber of Commerce. There must be a cover. She can't do magic in full view of the public!

Fortunately, the big men in the military tent were also embarrassed to stare at a woman's close package. They turned around one by one with low eyebrows and shy eyes. Only Guli didn't move, but calmly closed his eyes.

He glanced at Guli in fear. Jiang qianxia's hand was completely submerged in the package. He quickly closed his eyes and bought a needle and a medical needle pipe in the chamber of Commerce.

Although these two things are extremely cheap in modern times, the forging of needles is extremely precious in this era of pure manual forging.

Not to mention the completely undeveloped Industrial Chemistry, polyethylene, a synthetic resin material, does not exist at all in this era!

"A needle, a ingot of silver, and a green jade hairpin for the needle pipe... Why didn't the chamber of Commerce grab it!"

The box of bribes that Guli had given him was suddenly missing a ingot of official silver and a green orchid jade hairpin. Jiang qianxia felt that his heart was dripping blood.

Who has ever seen it cost tens of thousands to hang water once? It's not normal saline, it's money!

Jiang qianxia was so distressed that he couldn't even feel his stomach ache. He trembled and took out the wrapped hose and exquisite and sharp needle through the cover of the package.

"Take a copper kettle and let go of the time to cook half a column of incense in the water with these two things."

He handed the thing to Xiao Jiu, who took the initiative to collect it. Jiang qianxia said wrongfully, "you can be careful. This thing is valuable."

Xiao Jiu held the needle like his own eyes. It's too small. It's dark. If it falls off, you may not be able to find it.

After preparing for almost half an hour, song Fuwen came in with a pot full of distilled water. Lin Yuan also held white fine salt. Jiang qianxia said to song Fuwen, "Mr. Song has been a doctor for many years and has a steady hand."

"Please help the little girl pick out 1% of the refined salt."

Song Fuwen didn't dare to be careless. He carefully stirred a small spoon of salt with a small scale for weighing medicinal materials. At the request of Jiang qianxia, he removed another 10%, and then carefully poured the remaining salt into a copper pot and shook it evenly.

Jiang qianxia inserted the rubber hose into the cork at the mouth of the copper pot. After confirming that salt water can flow out, his fingers trembled, pinched the needle and gesticulated on the back of his hand.

"Wait, are you going to inject saline directly into your body?" Song Fuwen was shocked.