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The fifty-one doctor turned out to be Meng Haoran

The doctor named Xue said anxiously: "Sir, can this person say he is tired? I think it must be because he was too full just now and was helpless about the young master's illness and wanted to delay time in the house..."

The chief clerk was anxious: "Please open the door by Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Xiaomo secretly said why these people are so annoying. I saved your child's life twice, but you have such suspicion. If I had known that there was someone like you, what would your child have to do with me even if he died? Thinking of this, he strode back into the house and wanted to pull out the needle from the child's hand and leave. He was about to reach out and take off the tape on the child's arm, but suddenly stopped and secretly blamed himself, "Adults are so bad, what do you have to do with ignorant children?" I can still be considered a personal person when I pull out the needle like this, but what is different from a beast!"

Zhou Xiaomo took out the thermometer and put it in the child's armpits. The child's body temperature seemed to be normal. He ignored the knocking sounds outside, and the scholar could not reason with the soldiers. How could modern people's medical methods be understood by the quack doctors of the Tang Dynasty? They could not even pay attention to what glucose injection is and what antibacterial drugs are such as cephalosporins.

Zhou Xiaomo muttered as he reached out to get the thermometer under the child's armpit. I didn't believe it. Could they still break into the door?

"Boom! Boom!"

After a while, the sound of smashing the window lattice came from outside.

Zhou Xiaomo looked up and saw that there was not much medicine left in the sterile medicine bottle, which had no effect on the child's recovery. He quickly took the needle from the back of the child's hand and put the medicine bottle and other medicine box to hide it.

At this time, it is better to leave some mystery for people as appropriate.

With a light sound, a male servant implicated the window frame, jumped into the window and opened the door. Fan Lintie rushed into the room first. He had been waiting for too long and could not hear his son's cry. Finally, he opened the door and walked in at the urging of three quack doctors.

Zhou Xiaomo sighed. It cannot be blamed for Fan's calligraphy. After all, the father and son have a deep relationship. If you have to blame people from two eras for being met by a devil, touching the culture and sparks of life in different eras. If it weren't for not wanting others to discover this medical device that spans more than ten centuries and keeping the Fan family in the room, Chief Fan would not have been in a hurry and broke into the window.

What should I do if the thermometer is still under my child’s armpit?

Forget it, since the person has come in, come in! Zhou Xiaomo knew that he could not hide it anymore, so he calmly took out the thermometer from the child's armpit and raised his hand to see that he was thirty-seven degrees 8.

Zhou Xiaomo shook the thermometer, looked at Fan Lintie and said, "The child's fever has finally subsided!"

"Dad!" The little boy was woken up while he was asleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fan Lintie. Then he saw grandparents and mother running in. He shouted one by one, "Grandpa, grandma, mother..."

Fan Lintie first looked at his son and then his face turned pale and red, and he stood there in shame.

The three doctors first looked at the little boy whose face returned to normal, with a look of disbelief on his face, and then stared at the thermometer in Zhou Xiaomo's hand, looking confused.

Seeing the old lady hugging her grandson and being ecstatic, Zhou Xiaomo hurriedly reached out to support the old lady: "Slow down, slow down, the child has just woken up, don't hug it too tightly."

Looking at the smiling face of the child when he called his grandparents, Zhou Xiaomo felt extremely relieved. When he saw Meng Lintie standing there with shame on his face, he also knew that he loved his son just now, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhou Xiaomo taught Meng Liteng how to see the degrees with a thermometer, and told him that the position of the black cylinder on the thermometer is the normal temperature of the human body.

Zhou Xiaomo threw the mercury column on the thermometer, and smiled and stuffed it under Meng Lintie's armpit for him to hold it, telling him that he would come to treat the child at this time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and at most the day after tomorrow, the child would recover completely.

A few minutes later, Zhou Xiaomo took out the thermometer from Meng Lintie's armpit and watched the thermometer rise to 36:5 in a moment, Meng Lintie kept calling it magical.

The people of the Tang Dynasty had never seen such a crystal clear thing, and they didn't understand that the normal body temperature of the human body was thirty-six degrees and five degrees. The three doctors standing aside were stunned.

Zhou Xiaomo handed the thermometer to Meng Lintie and told him that the thing is fragile and needs to be kept properly. He used it to measure the temperature of the child every two hours. As he said that, he took out another Annai Jin and handed it to him. The child's body temperature may repeat. If it exceeds 38.5 degrees, break the pill in half and feed him. If the body temperature is within 38.5, you don't need to take any medicine. Drink more water and wipe the child's armpits with a wet sweat wipe to reduce the temperature physically.

Meng Lintie asked in a confused look on his face what cooling is in the house, whether it is necessary to cool down in the house, and that children cannot go outside the house.

Zhou Xiaomo almost vomited blood and fell to the ground - How do I explain the word physics? If I tell you that time can travel, you will definitely suspect that there is something wrong with my brain again.

The three doctors did not leave. They wanted to know how Zhou Xiaomo cured what they thought was a serious illness in about this one hour.

Zhou Xiaomo naturally sacrificed the magic weapon he had walked around the gate of hell.

The three doctors and Fan Lintie's family looked at each other in anger.

Although Jiushi County is not small, the story of Zhou Xiaomo, the young master of Chunfeng Yidu Building, who had been walking around the Ghost Gate a few days ago, and then came back, almost everyone knows it throughout the county town.

Zhou Xiaomo told everyone that sometimes, he couldn't remember many things, but when he needed to use them, he would think of many ways in his mind like lightning.

Everyone thought that the master of Chunfeng Dudu Lou must have a god on his body, so they respected him even more.

It was almost noon, and the Fan family kept a meal and invited Li Longji and three doctors to accompany him.

Zhou Xiaomo originally wanted to leave, but before coming here he had agreed to cook a delicious meal for the girls in his brothel, but the old lady asked the child to hold his legs and asked him to stay.

Zhou Xiaomo had an inexplicable love for the child. Perhaps because he saved the child twice, they established a deep relationship.

Li Longji smiled and said, "Young Master Zhou has the ability of unpredictable ghosts and gods. Today I opened my eyes. My superb medical skills are admirable!"

Seeing that Meng's father and others were respectful but not restrained in their expressions towards Li Longji, Zhou Xiaomo knew that Li Longji would not let Meng Lintie reveal his identity, so he pretended not to know and said modestly wherever he said.

Zhou Xiaomo reached out and picked up the child, took out two pieces of big white rabbit milk candy from his pocket, and stuffed one into the child's hand. He became childlike, peeled off the other piece of candy and let the child lick it. He retracted his hand and asked with a smile: "Tell me what your name is, I'll give it to you."

"My name is Meng Hao, and my name is Haoran!"

Zhou Xiaomo was stunned: "Meng Haoran?"

"Yes!"

Seeing Zhou Xiaomo being stunned, Meng Lintie thought there was something wrong with his son, so he hurriedly said, "My benefactor, is there anything wrong with the child?"
Chapter completed!
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