Dr. Ai said that there is a shortage of western medicine in Yuecheng, because all western hospitals in Yuecheng are all medicines supplied by a shipping company.

The supply of medicines in this hospital could not keep up, as did other hospitals.

Coupled with an accident in the afternoon, the entire western medicine system was emptied of western medicine.

"Your people say that it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice." Dr. Ai was heartbroken. "If the patient does not take medicine, the wound surface will soon bleed heavily."

Gu Qingzhou's heart was very calm at this time.

She has a way to save He Wei, but she knows that Western medicine is more efficient in acute diseases and can reduce He Wei's pain.

Chinese medicine will be slower, and He Wei's pain will be more. Gu Qingzhou didn't mention his own treatment.

Since there is a shortage of western medicine now, Gu Qingzhou has no choice but to take it up.

She was very calm and said to Dr. Ai, "Give me all the medicines you need, and I'll do it!"

Dr. Ai also wanted her to try it.

The more attempts, the more hope for the patient to live, which is what Dr. Ai wants.

Gu Qingzhou got the prescription list.

She returned to the ward and said to He Mengde and Mu Sanniang, "Auntie, I have something to do at home. The doctors and nurses will take care of Wei Wei, so I have to go back first."

Mu Sanniang burst into tears: "Then go, don't delay."

Simu followed Gu Qingzhou out.

Gu Qingzhou got the prescription, first called Huo Yue at the phone booth downstairs, and asked him for help: "I only need these kinds of medicines. If you don't have it, only penicillin will do."

Huo Yue's voice suddenly disappeared.

Gu Qingzhou thought that the wind and rain had broken the phone, and when he was about to hang up, Huo Yue said, "Okay, I'll send someone to look for it!"

At the same time, Huo Yue asked again, "Qingzhou, is He Wei in critical condition now?"

"Yes. If there is medicine, there is only a 50% chance of survival, but now there is no medicine. She will have a high fever." Gu Qingzhou said.

Huo Yue hurriedly hung up the phone.

This time it really hung up.

Huo Yue wrote down several medicines that Gu Qingzhou had said, and gave them to Xijiu: "In an hour, get them for me!"

"Western medicine?" Xi Jiu frowned, "It's hard to get this thing, and Western medicine is in short supply recently."

Huo Yue's deep eyes tightened.

Xijiu didn't see Huo Yue showing such a fierce look for a long time, he swallowed all the embarrassing words and said, "I'll do it now."

Only then did Huo Yue withdraw his gaze.

He drove by himself and returned to the hospital.

This time, the pace was faster than the previous one, and he hurried into the ward.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard crying.

He Wei's cry.

"It hurts!" He Wei was not only crying, but howling.

After the medicine that the doctor gave her had taken effect, she woke up.

Once a person wakes up, the pain in the scald is simply not something she can bear.

What a sensible child He Wei, if she could hold back, she would not cry in front of her parents.

"Dad, I hurt so much!" He Wei's cry was uncontrollable.

"Can't move, Wei Wei, you can't move! Hurry up, go and call the doctor!" He Mengde pressed He Wei's shoulder to prevent her from moving.

Huo Yue pushed open the door and entered.

He Mengde didn't care about the politeness, and held He Wei's shoulder, but saw Huo Yue saying, "I'll come!"

After all, he pulled He Meng away, stepped forward with his body on He Wei, and pressed her cramping body, which not only allowed her to breathe smoothly, but also did not move too much and involve the wound.

He Wei was surprised.

She seemed to recognize that it was Huo Yue, and was stunned there.

"Master Huo?" she whispered in disbelief, "Master Huo, have you come to see me?"

Surprise, but also forget the pain.

So close, she could see her own reflection in his eyes.

In the reflection, she was pale and embarrassed.

"It hurts!" He Wei's tears fell inexplicably.

Huo Yue only felt that his heart was also curled up, as if being grabbed by a hand.

He said: "I will accompany you and will pass!"

When He Mengde saw this, he couldn't care about anything else and hurried to find a doctor.

Ai Charlie is here.

After he came, he told He Mengde with his extremely smooth voice, not to mention anesthetics, even penicillin was gone.

"...If the typhoon can stop tonight, the boat can arrive at the pier tomorrow afternoon, and then the medicine can be used tomorrow night." Ai Charlie said.

He Mengde almost fell to the ground: "Then my daughter......"

"We can only wait!" Ai Charlie said, "I have already tried to find a way to ask my students and friends to find medicine. Please trust me!"

"No, no!" He Mengde's voice became sharp, "We have to go back, we have medicine at home!"

"What?" Ai Charlie was shocked and surprised, "What medicine?"

"Chinese medicine!" He Mengde said.

After all, he was going to take He Wei away.

Ai Charlie hurried to stop: "Mr. He, listen to me: the patient should not be moved now, her wound is easily infected. I know Chinese medicine is very good, but I can't use it at this time. If it takes three or four days of cultivation, the burning will subside. I don't mind if I use traditional Chinese medicine again."

He has been in China for many years and has been in contact with many famous doctors, and he also has his own reverence for Chinese medicine.

"No, I can't let my daughter die here!" He Mengde was very emotional.

Ai Charlie tried to persuade him.

The two of them were very loud, which alarmed the people in the room, and Mu Sanniang hurried to see it.

When asked, Mu Sanniang also knew that there was no medicine, and immediately burst into tears.

"Go home, go home quickly!" Mu Sanniang also said.

"No, you will kill your children!" Ai Charlie is a doctor who regards patients as his own. His professional ethics tells him that he should insist on letting patients stay and not move to aggravate the second injury.

Moreover, without penicillin, once the wound worsens, He Wei's high fever will never go away.

"No!" Ai Charlie quarreled with He Mengde and Mu Sanniang.

Ai Charlie is 60 years old this year. He is exhausted because of He Wei's treatment plan, and now he has to quarrel with his family. In addition, he is too busy to eat today, and his body is a little unstable, and he almost fell.

"What's going on, what's going on!" At this time, a man in his early thirties ran over and held Ai Charlie tightly, "Teacher, are you alright?"

Acharlie shook his head.

The middle-aged man turned his face and scolded He Mengde and Mu Sanniang: "Irregular fools, is this a place where you can quarrel? We are saving your lives, but you treat my teacher like this?"

The middle-aged man, Wang Qi, was one of Ai Charlie's many students, and was an anti-Chinese fighter.

"We didn't say anything about the doctor, we just wanted to get the baby home." He Mengde almost cried.

Wang Qi snorted coldly, "Go back and wait to die?"

"There is no medicine in your hospital. My daughter is waiting to die here. I have medicine at home!" He Mengde insisted, "Can't wait, the child has a fever."

"Just kidding, what medicine do you have at home, Chinese herbal medicine?" Wang Qi's voice was full of contempt.

He Mengde and Mu Sanniang had a lingering herbal smell that made Wang Qi particularly disgusted.

He Wei also heard the quarrel at the door.

She was hugged by Huo Yue, and she didn't know what state of mind was causing her to hold back the pain, her forehead was covered with fine sweat.

She shuddered with pain.

Tears streamed down his eyes and fell onto the pillow.

"It's okay, the pain will be over soon." Huo Yue whispered, as gentle as always.

Seeing that He Wei was sweating from the pain, and he got so close, he kissed her forehead casually.

He Wei froze all over.

Huo Yue said: "The young lady has gone to find medicine for you, and you will be fine soon."

He Wei thought: It was my sister who asked him to take care of me.

She was stunned, her heart was beating wildly, if it weren't for the pain that swept through waves like waves, He Wei would have thought it was a dream.

"...There is no medicine, what can we do? Let me tell you, your daughter still has a three-point hope in staying here. What herbs should be used to bring back, the wound infection will worsen, and it will be a dead end!" The contemptuous voice of the young man.

He Wei was in extreme pain and thought, "Am I going to die?"

She was in so much pain, her eyes darkened, and she fell back into a coma.

Huo Yue then straightened up.

He frowned at the door.

The door was still noisy, and Huo Yue also heard the middle-aged man's high-pitched tone: "What do you think it is a minor illness? It's a serious illness, it's a burn! It's going to kill people! ?"

Huo Yue frowned.

Speaking of this, let alone He Mengde and his wife, the American Ai Charlie next to him felt uncomfortable and said, "There are several kinds of antipyretics in traditional Chinese medicine. Among them, Angong Niuhuang Pills, if they can be found, are now used in this wound. Come on, it must be good."

Ai Charlie was just too worried, and because he was tired and tired, he forgot about it. At this moment, he remembered and asked He Mengde and his wife: "Do you have Angong Niuhuang Pills?"

He Mengde lowered his head.

Wang Qi said to Ai Charlie: "Teacher, you don't know, it's a secret recipe. The ingredients for making an Gong Niuhuang Pill cost hundreds of taels of gold, and there may not be any medicine stores in Jiangnan."

The flame of hope in Ai Charlie's eyes slowly went out.

Pity.

Just when Ai Charlie sighed, Gu Qingzhou had written a list and handed it to the adjutants to find it: "Every medicine must be found. Among them, the bezoar must be pure natural, and I want it no matter how expensive it is, I must get it. arrive!"

The adjutant said yes.

In addition to asking for precious medicinal materials such as rhino horn and bezoar, which are more expensive than gold, Gu Qingzhou also asked for some very simple and cheap things.

She went to the kitchen herself.

The people in the kitchen were apprehensive.

"Young madam, what do you want to eat, I'll cook it for you." The cook said nervously.

Gu Qingzhou asked, "Is there any lard?"

The cook said, "Yes, yes."

After that, I found a small jar from the cupboard. The jar has a deep mouth, and you can see the whitish lard inside, which is a bit melted at this time.

"Go outside, find a willow tree, cut the bark of the willow tree, and scrape off the white layer for me." Gu Qingzhou said.

The cook was stunned.

It was windy and rainy outside, but the cook still didn't dare to say anything else, so she immediately put on a mink jacket.

Gu Qingzhou found a small stove in the kitchen for cooking porridge on weekdays.

After getting the casserole, Gu Qingzhou said to another cook, "Go wash it."

The cook said yes.

Liu Bai scraped back, Gu Qingzhou mixed the lard with Liu Bai and started to boil.

"What's this for?" the cooks whispered.

"Go and ask."

"Don't say no, the young lady seems to be very worried." Another cook said cautiously, "Just wait."