MTL - The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor-Chapter 391 Amniotic fluid

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Under the urgency, Yan Yan did not have time to change clothes, only the uniforms hurriedly entered the palace with the temple.

When Yan Yan arrived at the Ganlu Temple, a dry doctor gathered outside the dormitory, and Li Shimin took an anxious turn around the account. The room was very quiet, and the gasping of Princess Jinyang was particularly serious.

"Mrs. Liang Liang!" The voice of the nephew of the insider rang.

Li Shimin suddenly stopped, but he hurriedly greeted him. He did not wait for Yan Yanli and immediately said: "No need to be extra rite, Mrs. Liang will go and see."

Yan Yan has never said much, and hurried into the inner room.

The princess of Jinyang was pale and his chest violently undulating. The little hand clung to the clothes corner of Su Fu, his brows were close, and his tears slid down from the corner of his eyes.

She has a kind of gas disease, asthma. If you carefully control, this condition usually does not kill, but the patient has a purple lips, a problem with consciousness, and there will be life worries when not arrogant, and Princess Jinyang seems to be in a bad situation.

Su Fu and Liu Qingsong are doing their best to rescue. Su Fu's face was as cold as usual, but the fine sweat on his forehead, and Liu Qingsong was already sweating.

Liu Qingsong saw her face in a blink of an eye, and couldn’t help but hurriedly said: "The aerosol does not play much role, is it with oxygen?"

"Take it." Yan Yan immediately joined the rescue work.

This aerosol is different from the aerosols of the later generations. It is a fine powder prepared by Yan Yan and Liu Qingsong. The liquid obtained after the filtration is also very simple. Not even the feeling of even fog, but before I tried several times on other patients, it is better than nothing. However, the situation of Princess Jinyang is obviously much more serious, and the aerosol has not played any mitigating effect.

Princess Jinyang, a hereditary asthma disease, is not difficult to relieve, but there is almost no cure, and it can only be controlled for a long time.

Yan Yan took out a one-foot-high glass bottle from the medicine box, fixed it to the nostril of Jinyang Princess with a hollow tube, and then inserted the glass bottle at the other end.

This is the self-made oxygen of Yanyan. It can also get oxygen by using the pig liver slurry as a catalyst. However, because of limited conditions, it is difficult to collect oxygen, and some patients require high flow supply, and some require low flow supply, because there is no instrument, which is the most difficult to grasp.

The influx of oxygen, the breathing of Princess Jinyang gradually smoothed out.

Su Fu and Liu Qingsong relaxed a little.

"Oxygen is not enough, only two bottles, not enough to maintain a moment." Yan Yan paused: "Liu Qingsong, you prepare the aerosol again, use the aerosol when the oxygen is used up, the pharmacist should prepare to adapt to the symptoms. Internal medicine."

"it is good."

"Ok."

The two agreed in unison, Su Fu hurried out, Liu Qingsong was also busy with the aerosol.

While controlling the delivery of oxygen, Yan Yan asked Liu Qingsong: "The Princess of Jinyang has already improved, why is it suddenly?"

"I don't know, these days, I and Su Pharmacists have strictly controlled the princess's diet, as well as her life, and I have also checked the palace. The princess has always been obedient, like the garden, she will never pass." Liu Qingsong also did not understand, the morning is still good, how is it only one hour, the attack is so serious.

"In the case of the princess, it must be accidental or accidental contact with the things that cause asthma. Can I check the lunch?" asked Yan Yan.

Liu Qingsong got a good aerosol and wiped a sweat. "Where I have time to check, I haven't finished eating lunch yet. There are temple people rushing to find me. I immediately sent someone to call Su Pharmacist and you. , has been rescued until now."

When the voices of the two men fell, the voice of Li Shimin’s majesty with anger was heard outside. “Go and check what happened to the princess lunch. Before I went there, there was no matter how small it was, and I would not let it go!”

Yan Yan sees Jinyang Princess breathing a little, knowing that the oxygen in the bottle is over, she immediately put another bottle.

The little man on the couch, his face pale, his eyes closed, his body was soaked in sweat, as if he had just fished out of the water, it was as fragile as it was. Yan Yan sighed, this disease, although the chance of death is not very large, but the patient was guilty. Especially in ancient times, there was no good aerosol, no special oxygen, no rehydration, and once sick, it was a crime, and it could only survive.

Li Shimin heard that there was no movement, and he lowered his heart a little, slammed the curtain and led the two royal doctors to come in.

When people arrived indoors, they saw a strange sight. Princess Jinyang leaned on the thick bedding. The body was not lying flat. She was sitting on the edge of the couch, holding a bottle in her arms, and the tube was sticking out. Passed to the nostrils of Jinyang Princess, Liu Qingsong also held a bottle in his hand, the volume is slightly smaller, there is no tube, but there is no bottle mouth.

But people have never bothered, but they are not far away to watch.

"Prepare to use aerosol." Yan Yan listened to the sound and judged that oxygen was almost exhausted.

Liu Qingsong responded with a fine gauze at the spray bottle mouth. After the tube was pulled out, he sprayed on the mouth and nose of Princess Jinyang. Because the homemade spray is too rough, the sprayed liquid cannot form a mist, and the gauze is sprayed from above, which can solve some problems slightly.

"You can **** in." Liu Qingsong said. This also means that later soups are also easy to swallow.

Only when the breathing is difficult, the soup can not go down, naturally there is no way, the use of massage with massage can not play any role.

Quietly lying for a while, Princess Jinyang seems to restore some of the wisdom, and gently screamed, "Father."

On the couch, Princess Jinyang’s voice was weak, and even Yan Yan, who was close to the bed, could only hear a small voice, but Li Shimin seemed to be inductive and immediately stepped forward. A generation of male masters suddenly choked, "The cockroaches suffer!"

Princess Jinyang opened her eyes slightly and comforted her sleeves, but did not have the strength to speak again.

Li Shimin seems to understand her meaning. She took out Pa to help her wipe off the sweat on her face. "This time, Mrs. Liang saved her, and I want to hurry up, so I can thank Mrs. Liang."

"Yeah." Princess Jin Yang has a weak voice.

Yan Yan and Liu Qingsong retreated to the side. After a while, Su Fu’s soup was brought up.

After Princess Jinyang took the soup, several palaces waited for her to wipe the body, and changed the clean clothes. The spirit seemed to be much better, just because it consumed too much water and physical strength and went to sleep.

Li Shimin called Yan Yan, Liu Qingsong and Su Fu to the study room of Ganlu Temple to inquire about the details of the sudden illness of Princess Jinyang.

According to the time, Princess Jinyang should not have a problem with lunch. Liu Qingsong’s meal in the government office is the same as that in the government office. It will not be too late or late, except for some small snacks. Class of things. As long as you know where Jinyang Princess went between the afternoon and the afternoon, what should have been done, things should soon come to light.

Suv, who used to be silent, suddenly said: "Before lunch, the princess went to the East Palace."

Yan Yan paused and turned to look at him.

Su Fu is a person of Wei Wang. He said that this sentence is true or ulterior. It is hard not to let people think. Although Yan Yan feels that he should not do that kind of thing, she must use rational thinking, not feeling.

"Oh?" Li Shimin heard the news and his mood was obviously not good. Recently, there have been many criticisms about Li Chengzhen. Even though he is very clear in his heart, some people deliberately instigated, but those are also facts. If Li Chengzhen is really a virtuous prince, there will not be so many handles to grasp.

Su Fu only said this sentence and did not continue.

Li Shimin was silent for a moment before he said: "Let's go on, I will deal with this later."

The people answered in unison and left the study room in turn.

Yan Yan returned to look at the situation of Princess Jinyang, and determined that it was no problem, only to exhausted out of the palace.

Since she was pregnant, she was particularly tired. She almost fell asleep just after getting on the bus. She never saw it. She stood at the gate of the palace and watched her stay away.

During this period of time, there have been so many things in Linlin, and Chang’an City has always maintained a strange calm. Those events that seem to be causing a shock soon, but because of the people who can not easily move, and the pieces are temporarily calm.

Xiao Yu was afraid that she would think too much. When she was tired, she would not tell these things to her.

The only change that Yan Yan can see is that his belly is getting bigger and bigger.

The time has passed slowly for more than five months. Everyone in Xiaofu has begun to get nervous. The most nervous thing is Xiao Yu. Every night, Yan Yan is turned over and he will look at it.

Seeing that he is going to end his difficult day than the ascetic, he also ushered in his first child, the excitement is hard to say, but mixed with it, and there is anxiety about the safety of the mother. Such a complex and rich emotion, Xiao Yu has not appeared for a long time.

It was snowing outside, and after a warm winter last year, it began to cool again this year.

Xiao Yu went to the official office to look at the matter. Yan Yan was lying on the rocking chair sent by Liu Qingsong around the skin, holding the story book and whispering, the fire in the charcoal stove was warm and warm, and the hot water on it braved the white mist.

Although her voice still lacks ups and downs, it is not so vivid, but it is soft and soft, without losing her motherhood.

After she finished the story of a "small dewdrop and green leaf", she said in the evening: "The story written by Dr. Liu is very good, and the slaves love to listen."

Yan Yan said: "Late green, this is the story that children under the age will love to listen to."

"Mrs. Don't be surprised, she is very suitable to listen to such a story." The song blue dialed the charcoal fire in the furnace.

Late green drums screamed, said: "You still laugh at me. Madame, Li Langjun is not obsessed with the song blue, even the cold weather is running cold and warm, outside the first class is half an hour, the palace The aides can be envious."

"Yes, it is rare." Yan Yan smiled.

"But the song blue is not seen by others. The slaves heard that Li Langjun had a cold yesterday, but today he still came to give the song blue delicious." Late Green Road.

Yan Yan glanced at her. "Is it all in your stomach?"

The evening green smiled. "This lady knows."

"How do you think?" Yan Yan looked at the song blue. Li Dezhen can persist for so long, and it is also unexpected.

Song Lan sat up straight and said: "The slave has already found a good person in the house. He is honest and honest. If the wife agrees, the slave wants to marry him, and he can continue to serve the wife in the future. As for Li Langjun, the slave is unconscious. ”

Song Lan has clearly refused Li Dezhen, so he does nothing more, she only does not see, do not know.

"Well, let me see the man on the next day. I want to find out that he really did as you said, and he followed you." Yan Yan knows that he doesn't have to check it. Song Lan is a clear person and will not make fun of his own generation, but She regards the song blue as a friend, and always feels that she has to check the customs and count the friendship and the servant's affection.

"Late green, help me to go..." When Yan Yan’s words were not finished, I heard a late green exclaimer, "Mrs., water!"

"I am afraid that the amniotic fluid is broken." The song stood up blue. "I am going to call the stable woman."

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