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1280 Holiday Island 11

The next day, Nianyang continued to go to the infirm to help.

Today's Ni Jia is as friendly as ever.

But Nianyang sensitively realized that the eyes of women looking at her several times were full of unknown meaning.

It was noon, and Nianyang was about to go back, but Mei Yanfang was crying loudly in the hall outside.

"Help, come here, my son is almost out of reach."

The medical staff put down their work and ran over one after another. Nianyang followed him slowly.

Ni Jia asked, "Sister-in-law Mei, what's wrong with Maomao?"

Mei Yanfang held her son in her hand. Maomao looked in a bad condition, worse than yesterday. "Doctor Ni, why did you hang up my son with water? My son is getting worse and worse?

I started having diarrhea in the middle of the night last night. I had sex seven or eight times. I started to have a fever this morning, and it was so hot!”

Ni Jia looked solemn and asked Mei Yanfang to put Maomao on the stretcher to take Maomao's pulse. After that, he said, "Sister-in-law Mei, have you given Maomao medicine on time?"

"It's on time, it's on time!" Mei Yanfang cried with a sad face, "Doctor Ni, how dare I not give my son the medicine you prescribed? What's wrong with my son?"

Ni Jia frowned and said, "No, since I took it on time, why did the problem worsen? It's not just dehydration now."

Nian Yang walked up and touched Maomao's face.

"Don't waste time. You have too high fever and need to be treated immediately."

The medical staff did not dare to be careless and immediately rushed to cool down the Maomao.

Nian Yang poured a glass of water, added a spiritual spring into it, and then fed it to Maomao. However, the spiritual spring water could not achieve the therapeutic effect, and at most it was to make Maomao more comfortable.

Nianyang's spiritual energy cannot be used. Traditional Chinese medicine has no way to treat acute diseases like Maomao, so it can only be treated with Western medicine.

but……

She cruelly told a fact, "Sister-in-law Mei, Maomao's illness this time is too serious. Even if the temperature drops, it is likely to affect Maomao's brain nerves and cause Maomao to react slowly."

In other words, Maomao will turn into dementia.

A good son became a fool. Mei Yanfang was stunned for a moment, then collapsed on the ground and shouted, "You have cured my son by the medicine you prescribed, you must be responsible."

Ni Jia said, "Sister-in-law Mei, I have treated many patients like Maomao. Every time I prescribe the medicine, it will be the same. There will be no problem taking the medicine on time according to the medicine I prescribe. It must be that you did not give Maomao medicine on time."

Mei Yanfang cried and hiccupped, "Impossible, I took it on time. If you don't believe me, you can see. There are three packs of anti-diarrhea medicines you prescribed. I took one pack yesterday, but there are two packs left today."

Ni Jia took the small medicine bag into his hand, opened it and looked at it, and his face changed instantly, "Sister-in-law Mei, I prescribed antidiarrhea medicine for you. Why did you give Maomao to treat allergies? Taking this allergic medicine into the mouth that is venting the stomach, isn't this life-threatening?"

Nian Yang came up and saw that it was indeed a problem with medicine. Although she didn't understand Western medicine, she also knew that many Western medicines looked similar, and if she was not careful, she would get the wrong one.

Mei Yanfang blushed, "This is the medicine you gave me. My family is so poor, where did you get other medicines? You prescribe the wrong medicine yourself and hurt my son. You still have the face to blame me."



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