Chapter 544 Ye Jingzhe must be my own son! 1

Mo Galaxy has urgently allocated two top experts on infectious diseases from Atlantis

It is said that emergency relief mainly depends on Western medicine, and the advantage of traditional Chinese medicine is chronic diseases. Mo Yinhe is afraid that Si Mingjing will not have an advantage in this regard, which delays Ye Jingzhe's condition, so he invited two top experts to come to see Ye Jingzhe.

More importantly, he was afraid that she would be infected, so he asked her to hand over everything to two top experts.

Si Mingjing did not agree with Mo Yinhe's point of view. She said: "The effect of traditional Chinese medicine in treating acute diseases is not less than that of chronic diseases. The real advantage of traditional Chinese medicine is not chronic diseases, but acute diseases. The Chinese medicine's ideas are very consistent with the characteristics of treating acute and critical diseases - treatment does not require the removal of evil qi, but coordinates the relationship between the inside and outside, qi, blood, yin and yang, and internal organs and meridians, so that yin and yang will be harmonious, and they will be healed by themselves, so they will not fight or sweat. "

Mo Yinhe didn't understand, he didn't understand medicine, but the nurse told him that Mingjing had not been asleep for a day and a night, and he felt that his woman needed rest.

"Don't worry, I will stay here to take care of Ye Jingzhe. You go and rest. After you have enough rest, you have a clearer mind. I believe you can think of a better treatment."

Si Mingjing listened.

She went to rest and handed the child over to Mo Yinhe and two top infectious disease experts.

Si Mingjing slept for five hours this time. After waking up, she had a lot of medical skills and wanted to develop a treatment plan.

The small fish tank in the bedroom is kept with each other.

I saw Si Mingjing translating a book, Xiao Carp Edition·Little Friends and Russomer found many ancient medical books from his own space museum, throwing them out of the space and flying to the table, and one almost hit Si Mingjing's head.

Si Mingjing picked up the basic ancient book and glanced back at Xiao Jiao Ru who was swimming around in the bathtub.

"Thank you, baby."

"Mom! Mom! What other books do you need? Xiao Xiangru has a lot of books here! Now many people go to the Dragon King Temple to pray for blessings and not get infectious diseases. Come on, mom! Mom is the best! Mom is cured, and Xiao Xiangru can get a lot of merits! I want to be my little shit semen! Blow out my mother!"

Si Mingjing didn't hear the sound of the little sycoon. She picked up the ancient books and carefully read them one by one to see if there were any such cases before?

After looking through the whole day, although I didn’t find the exact same one, I found several similar cases, all of which were large infectious diseases in history. Every time, thousands of people die, such as cholera, plague, influenza, dengue, avian flu, sars, and new crown...

She carefully studied past epidemics and prepared a recipe.

I wonder if it is useful?

Si Mingjing prepared medicine, decocted medicine, and took the medicine to the isolation building.

Mo Yinhe sat in front of the hospital bed, guarding Ye Jingzhe, reading a document in his hand, but in fact he couldn't see it because...

Ye Jingzhe had already been on the ventilator and was sick and fell into a severe coma.

For some reason, this child can always touch his mood and make him worry.

Mo Yinhe didn't notice it, and the official document in his hand was reversed.

At this time, Si Mingjing came with a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine with a strong smell. Mo Yinhe immediately put the official document next to him and stood up to meet him: "What is this?"

"I read some ancient medical books and developed a new prescription. I wonder if it is useful. How about the child?"

The two top infectious disease experts failed to reduce Ye Jingzhe's fever, but their condition worsened.

Mo Yinhe relied on his baby.

"It's not very good," he said.

The two top experts stood in front of a microscope in the room next door to study the virus, studying the DNA sequence of the virus, and trying to find a breakthrough, but there is no effect yet.

Si Mingjing couldn't wait, so she said, "Try it and find a way to feed the medicine."

But Ye Jingzhe fell into a poisoned coma and couldn't wake up, so it was hard to feed him.

Si Mingjing handed the white porcelain bowl to Mo Yinhe. She sat on the head of the bed and picked up Ye Jingzhe. She pressed her child's thin chin with her fingers, forcing Ye Jingzhe to open her mouth, and then said to Mo Yinhe: "Hold him, come and feed him."

Both of them were wearing epidemic prevention suits, which was inconvenient to move.

Mo Yinhe was feeding medicine. As soon as the medicine was delivered to Ye Jingzhe's mouth, it flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

The child is in a coma and cannot swallow.

After feeding a few mouthfuls, not only did they not feed them in, but the yellow Chinese medicine also flowed around Ye Jingzhe's neck.

Mo Yinhe couldn't bear to waste this bowl of medicine.

He put the medicine on the table next to him, took the child from Si Mingjing, and said, "Feeding medicine like this is not a solution. Do you think about how to feed the medicine?"

Leave professional things to professionals.

Si Mingjing also saw it, and she said: "Maybe you can feed Chinese medicine by nasal care."

Just listening to these four words, Mo Yinhe's heart started to hurt and his eyebrows frowned: "There is no other way? Can't you have any infusion like Western medicine?"

Mo Yinhe tried to wake the child up, otherwise he was afraid that Mingjing would really plan to feed Chinese medicine at nasal stage, so he couldn't stand the scene, even if he was a hard-hearted man!

Unfortunately, no matter how much Ren Moyinhe shouted, Ye Jingzhe seemed to be unable to hear it.

The little guy's brows were tightly frowned into the character "Chuan", and he looked uncomfortable in his coma, making Mo Yinhe's heart softer and softer.

"I'll try it."

Si Mingjing didn't want to feed traditional Chinese medicine at nasal stage, so she took out a silver needle and gave Ye Jingzhe a needle.

Trying to wake him up.

There was no hope at first, but unexpectedly, two minutes later, the child's eyelids moved.

Mo Yinhe began to call the child again: "Jingzhe, don't sleep, good kid, get up and take medicine."

"dad……"

Ye Jingzhe was confused and shouted two words.

Mo Yinhe's heart suddenly jumped.

Ye Jingzhe had a dream. When he was terminally ill, his parents were taking care of him. His eyes were not focused at this moment. He didn't know whether it was a dream or reality, but he could feel a powerful man holding him. Ye Jingzhe began to shout, "Dad, it's uncomfortable..."

Si Mingjing blew the medicine warm and handed it to Ye Jingzhe's lips, coaxing him gently: "Jingzhe, be good, you won't feel uncomfortable if you take medicine."

"This must be my son!" At this time, Mo Yinhe spoke in shock.

Si Mingjing turned his head and glanced at Mo Yinhe.

"He called me dad!"

Si Mingjing said: "The child is confused."

"He must be my son, I want to do a paternity test with him!"

Si Mingjing ignored him and focused on feeding the medicine. After feeding a few mouthfuls, he said, "Let the child take the medicine first, and you hold it more steadily, and it flows out again."

Ye Jingzhe was not completely awake, so it was still difficult to feed the medicine. The only thing that was thankful that the medicine was sent to his mouth, he knew he had swallowed it.
Chapter completed!