Although the heart rate of children is faster than that of adults, Lu Jing's heart rate can beat to 150-200 under the fingertips, which is abnormally fast.

As soon as Lu Yubai turned on the bedside lamp, she turned her head to see Shen Yanhe sitting silently by the bed, with her hands on Lu Jing's wrists, her brows were furrowed, and her expression was very serious.

In an instant, Lu Yubai's hands and feet were cold, and his eyes turned black.

He has been looking for a doctor for so many years.

Naturally, I know that there is a saying in the medical circle.

I'm not afraid of Western doctors smiling, but I'm afraid of Chinese doctors frowning.

When Chinese medicine practitioners frown, there must be something wrong inside.

Lu Yubai's face was pale.

Could it be that Xiaojing's illness has become so serious that even Dr. YM can't cure it?

He swallowed hard, looked at Shen Yanhe, and asked cautiously: "Dr. YM, Xiaojing...is he hopeless?"

Shen Yanhe glanced at him, lowered her eyes and put down Lu Jing's sleeves: "There is still help."

"When Fan Yajing treated him before, did you have any medicine prescribed for him? Show me."

Lu Yubai nodded, and ordered the nanny to bring over the medicine prescribed by Fan Yajing.

The nanny put the medicine on the bedside table: "All the medicines prescribed by Miss Fan are here."

"Every time the young master gets sick, after taking the medicine prescribed by Miss Fan, he can quickly calm down and fall asleep."

"Well, thank you." Shen Yanhe thanked politely, and then looked down at the medicine box and bottle on the table. The more she looked, the colder the expression in her eyes became.

These drugs contain sedative and hypnotic ingredients, including buspirone and benzodiazepines (stable).

Lu Yubai observed Shen Yanhe's expression, frowned, pursed his lips and asked, "Is there any problem with these medicines?"

"Well, these medicines contain sedative and hypnotic ingredients, but they will have some side effects after taking them." Shen Yanhe put down the medicine box in his hand: "Such as dizziness, drowsiness, fatigue, lack of concentration, slow response, etc. .”

"Ataxia may also occur at high doses, as well as anaphylaxis, leading to coma and respiratory depression."

Lu Yubai's face was ugly, and he suddenly remembered that in the past six months, after calling Fan Yajing over, Lu Jing always calmed down quickly after taking the medicine prescribed by her.

What do you not understand now?

Lu Jing took the sedative, and of course he could calm down quickly.

"Generally speaking, these drugs are not used on children as much as possible, and they will cause certain damage to children's brains." Shen Yanhe looked indifferent, took off the wrist guard on his wrist, and pulled out the gold needles one by one: " Fan Yajing is courageous enough to prescribe such a large dose for him."

"This kid is also very lucky. He ate so much and didn't cause a poisoning reaction."

Lu Yubai's face was as gloomy as water, and it became extremely ugly. He looked at Lu Jing with guilt and regret, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I don't know..."

When Lu Jing was ill, the Lu family was undergoing a power transition. He was busy with the company's affairs, so he couldn't spare any energy to take care of Lu Jing himself.

We can only give him the best in terms of material conditions.

I found a lot of top doctors in the country, but they didn't help Lu Jing's illness.

Until he found Fan Yajing, who was able to quickly calm down Lu Jing who was suffering from illness, he thought he had found the right doctor, so he shifted his energy to the company with confidence.

It wasn't until the past six months that he was in power that he had the energy to take care of Lu Jing more.

He never imagined that Fan Yajing would be so bold as to feed Lu Jing with sedative medicine under his nose.

Lu Yubai closed his eyes, with a look of disappointment on his face.

It's useless to say anything now, it was his negligence that hurt Lu Jing.

The most important thing is to cure Lu Jing.

"Yanhe." Shen Yanhe ignored Lu Yubai, turned slightly to look at Fu Yanhe and said, "Go to the car and get my small medicine box, I forgot to take it when I got off the car just now."

Fu Yanhe nodded slightly: "Okay."

He turned and walked out of the room, and when he passed by Lu Yubai, he silently raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Lu Yubai smiled bitterly, lowered his head, and looked at Lu Jing without speaking.

His mother was right, he is not a qualified husband, nor will he be a qualified father.

"Patriarch Lu." Shen Yanhe looked up at him: "Please open the curtains in the room, open the windows for ventilation, and prepare a pot of hot water and a bottle of alcohol."

Lu Yubai swallowed the bitterness in his throat, nodded silently, and turned around to prepare everything Shen Yanhe needed.

The curtains were opened, and the room was suddenly much brighter, and a somewhat dull atmosphere began to circulate.

After Shen Yanhe sterilized all the golden needles with alcohol cotton in turn, he lifted the quilt covering Lu Jing's body.

Only then did she realize that Lu Jing was much thinner than she imagined.

He was obviously a six-year-old child, but his stature was extremely short.

When you touch it, your hands are full of bones, without any flesh.

Shen Yanhe sighed softly, feeling a lot softer in her heart. She gently stroked Lu Jing's frizzy hair, and gently opened his frowning brows with her soft fingertips: "It won't be uncomfortable soon. .”

The sleeping Lu Jing seemed to feel the tenderness of the person touching him, and his small body involuntarily leaned towards Shen Yanhe.

Shen Yanhe's eyes were soft, and she picked up the golden needle with her lowered eyes, and dropped the needle on the various acupuncture points on Lu Jing's body precisely and neatly.

Lu Yubai, who was standing on the sidelines, didn't dare to breathe out, and was extremely nervous inside.

Soon, the unconscious Lu Jing was stabbed into a little hedgehog by Shen Yanhe.

Shen Yanhe gently twirled the needles on his body, Lu Jing's brows gradually eased with her movements, and her slightly short breathing gradually stabilized.

Lu Jing's curvy and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Shen Yanhe who was sitting beside his bed in a daze, and called out in a daze, "Mom..."

Shen Yanhe's movement of twisting the golden needle paused slightly.

Just at this time, Fu Yanhe, who went to help Shen Yanhe with the medicine box, went back and forth. Hearing Lu Jing's call, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly: "Little guy, this mother, you can't just bark."

Lu Jing looked in Fu Yanhe's direction in a daze. When he saw him, Lu Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, his breathing became short of breath, and his body trembled violently: "Bad, bad uncle!"

Struggling desperately, he wanted to hide in the corner behind him, looked at Fu Yanhe with terrified eyes, and cried in fear: "Don't come here, I don't take medicine, I don't get injections! Whoa, whoa, whoa, mother help me."

Lu Yubai looked at Fu Yanhe subconsciously, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes: "Director Fu, please stop."

Fu Yanhe's footsteps stopped slowly, and his smiling face slowly retracted. He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were a bit cold.

Shen Yanhe naturally thought of it too, she exchanged a look with him, and kept twisting the golden needle in her hand to calm Lu Jing's emotions: "Child, calm down, he is not a bad person, you have misunderstood the person."

Lu Jing's mood gradually calmed down under the action of the golden needle. After he calmed down, he looked at Fu Yanhe with tears in his eyes, and found that this "bad uncle" was younger than the bad uncle in his memory.

But he was still a little surprised. He held Shen Yanhe's hand tightly, and looked at Fu Yanhe with sobs: "Aren't you really a bad uncle? But, I saw you when I was taken away by the bad guys."

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