Chen Buer is carefully calculating the amount of fluid replenishment.

But what he didn't know was that the expressions of everyone behind him were all looking at each other, one more strange than the other.

Queen Yang's mouth twitched, Cui Miyuan's brows were tightly locked, and Li Hu was covering his mouth tightly to prevent himself from laughing.

Old acquaintances of the Chen family, such as Doctor Pan and Doctor Du, also looked at Chen Jinbai with a strange expression, and Chen Jinbai really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Why?

Because Chen Buer's calligraphy is so ugly.

In particular, he also had to use Arabic numerals and use the formulas of post-formula mathematical calculations to calculate, and the characters he wrote were like ghost drawings.

Not only are the characters bad, but the posture of holding the pen is incorrect.

Every big shot present, no one is good at calligraphy and calligraphy. As soon as an expert reaches out to his hands, they will know if you have it.

The ancients paid attention to the word "just" as a person. If Chen Buer hadn't just revealed his skills in Little Lizi, everyone would have even doubted whether he understood medicine or not.

Empress Yang immediately thought of what was said in the secret news in the Imperial City Bureau. Chen Buer was unstudy and it seemed that it was true.

Then, he can learn medicine, can he not read?

The old woman was suspicious, and she didn't show her expression on the surface. She quietly walked to Chen Buer, squatted down and picked up the book that Chen Buer was referring to. She wanted to see what kind of medical book was this?

As a result, she didn't know if she didn't read it, and the more she looked, the more she became more surprised because...

Because she couldn't even recognize the words in this medical book, let alone understand it.

This is nonsense. Chen Buerer's surgical books were written in modern simplified Chinese characters. The Great Zhou people of this era still used traditional Chinese characters. The difference between the two is still very big, so it would be strange if the old lady could understand them.

Especially in surgical books, there are English names and Arabic numerals, which are no different from heavenly books for the ancients.

Not only can I not understand the words, but the quality of the paper and the exquisiteness of the printing are not comparable to that of ancient times.

This made Queen Yang feel confident that Chen Buer seemed to have really learned medical skills from overseas immortals, perhaps because of the different teaching methods of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about these strange drugs and this incomprehensible medical book is the best evidence.

After Chen Buer calculated the amount of fluid replenishment and matched the liquid, he sat down at the bed of the official house.

At this time, the dog emperor was lying there thinly, and he could not see the way he killed people like numb and spent money like soil, nor did he feel that the emperor was angry and buried in a million corpse.

He is a pitiful, dying patient.

It was this patient who put his uncle in prison and surrounded the whole family. The butcher's knife was about to fall on the Chen family's head.

I was still trying to kill the dog emperor yesterday, but today I ran over and knelt in front of him, crying and calling for him to give him a chance to treat the dog emperor.

This is really as ironic as it is.

Chen Buer looked at the official family and was a little dazed. Li Hu next to him couldn't help it and coughed lightly.

Chen Buer quickly flattered and said, "Greeting back, Caomin is very nervous when he sees Long Yan for the first time."

Queen Yang thought to herself that I believe you, she rushed to the palace to see the government at a young age. How many people in the world can have such courage?

Emperor Jing of Yuan was already thin, and with dehydration, the veins on his hands were quite difficult to find, and they were all flattened.

Chen Buer took the needle and wiped the disinfection cotton ball over and over again, but he couldn't find a place to get the needle. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

I thought to myself: It's over, the Long March has been completed, but I ended up dying at the last moment.

Chen Buer was nervous, and the people around him were even more nervous. Empress Yang, Prime Minister Cui, General Manager Li, Chen Jinbai, Doctor Pan, Doctor Du, etc. Everyone was staring at the needle.

As soon as Chen Buer was about to thrust, their hearts were hanging.

As a result, Chen Buer didn't dare to slap and retreated, and everyone was upset.

Chen Buer went back and forth like this, but he was not crazy, almost drove the people next to him crazy.

Li Hu, the dead eunuch, was the first to be anxious:

"Chen Buer, you're so acupuncture. Didn't you feel good about it just now? Don't be afraid, the official is kind and I won't blame you. Get it quickly, hey, I'm so anxious."

Chen Buer swallowed his saliva, thinking that if he died, he would die.

Then he widened his eyes and the needle slowly pierced into the back of Emperor Jingdi Yuan's hand. Then he saw the blood recovery. After the needle was successfully pierced, Chen Buer was almost crying.

Today he finally realized the difficulties of the young nurses in the infusion hall.

Ordinary people may have no objection to one or two injections, but if you are going to be three or four injections, you will be scolded if you have a bad temper. If you are a child, you will not be able to get a few injections, and there are many parents who will do it.

Now Chen Buerzha is an emperor.

If you give three or four shots, the old woman next to you would roar: Come on, pull Chen Buer and his son out of Donghuamen to deal with the ills, and chop off all the Chen family and young people to my mother.

The liquid has started to be injected, and everyone is worried.

Chen Buer was full of hope and had replenished the liquid, and also applied amikacin and levofloxacin needles, and used two pairs of antibiotics.

He even prepared "fat lactoamino acid glucose injection". Once the dehydration of the dog emperor was corrected, it was immediately input so that he could recover as soon as possible.

If you can't save this, you can only say that this dog emperor deserves his fate, and the Chen family can't escape this disaster.

Then Chen Buer was not polite, so he fired the gun on the spot, shot the dog emperor and the queen first, and then exploded the palace. The fat man in the Chen family's old house would also take action immediately.

Even if you want to die, you have to take the emperor's back. NND, this life will be worth it.

Liquid was fed into Emperor Jing of Yuan. His body was like a long drought and his body was slowly recovering.

Moreover, the ancients had never encountered any antibiotics. Chen Buer and two groups of "anti-inflammatory drugs" were used, and the efficacy was very magical. At least the official lying on the bed, and there was no diarrhea.

The unretardant high fever, under the repeated monitoring of Chen Buer, the numbers on the ear thermometer are slowly getting smaller, and everything is developing in a good direction.

Soon, the palace was shrouded in the darkness.

Everyone dared not leave, waiting for the miracle to appear. Even Cui Miyuan didn't care about the palace ban and waited directly beside the official's bed.

In a cold basement north of the palace, Dr. Chen Jinsong and the Imperial Doctor Chen were sitting on the ground, and a bed bug was crawling towards him, and he ignored it.

What I thought about was how to treat this disease in the official family? Is it right or wrong to choose to reduce the fever first? Is there a treatment method that has the best of both worlds?
Chapter completed!