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Doctor Liu took out his own silver needle, inserted a few needles into Zheng Zhixun and said, "Now that your master cannot take medicine, I can only try this acupuncture."

"Hey, if these servants hadn't used this cooling method, I'm afraid your young master would have..."

"It's just that we arrived a little late."

According to Dr. Liu's wishes, now we can only listen to God's will and do our best.

Zheng Buqi didn't expect that the child who was laughing and laughing in front of him a few days ago would die soon.

At this time, he suddenly thought of Yan Kai, and turned to ask Butler Zheng: "Since Mr. Yan taught you this method of reducing fever, why didn't you invite Mr. Yan to take a look?"

Butler Zheng was stunned: "Does Mr. Yan still know medical skills?"

"No matter what, let's invite Mr. Yan here first. If...if it's really too late to save the day, they might as well have a master-disciple fight."

Zheng Buqi also didn't believe in Yan Kaihui's medical skills. No matter how talented he was, he was only more than ten years old. If he were to study medicine, he might not be able to memorize a few medical books.

Not to mention that he was originally a boy from a peasant family. Where did he get the opportunity to study medicine?

Butler Zheng didn't ask his servants, and went to Yan Kai's house himself.

It was getting dark at this time, and there were no entertainment options, so Yan Kai was already in the room getting ready to sleep.

Hearing a knock on the door, he opened it and asked in confusion: "Butler Zheng, why are you here?"

"Mr. Yan, we...our young master is about to die!"

Butler Zheng said with a cry: "Master, please come over quickly."

"What?" Yan Kai grabbed a coat and put it on, and walked outside as he put it on: "Didn't I say it was just the wind and cold a few days ago? Why..."

"It's all the quack doctors in the town who misled me!"

The two of them quickly arrived at Zheng's house while talking.

Yan Kai ran into Zheng Zhixun's bedroom. Zheng Buqi glanced at him and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Yan."

At first, Dr. Liu thought that the Mr. Yan they were talking about must be at least a young man, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be a child who looked younger than Zheng Zhixun.

"What symptoms does he have now?"

Yan Kai asked: "In addition to high fever and chills, do you have any cough and sputum?"

"Yes." Butler Zheng said from the side: "The phlegm I coughed up the day before yesterday was even stained with blood."

"What else? Does your chest hurt? Is it difficult to breathe?" Yan Kai continued to ask.

He could tell that Zheng Zhixun's illness may have been due to a cold that day. He was not a professional doctor, but he just felt that his current symptoms were very similar to acute pneumonia.

"Yes, yes!" Butler Zheng nodded repeatedly: "Does Mr. Yan have any cure?"

Yan Kai shook his head. Just when Zheng Buqi and Butler Zheng were disappointed, he continued, "I have some medicine, but I don't know if it can cure him."

After speaking, he looked at Zheng Buqi. He could buy medicine in the mall, but because there was no inspection method, he didn't know whether the medicine he bought to treat acute pneumonia was effective for Zheng Zhixun.

"Then please leave it to Mr. Yan. If...it can only be blamed on Xun'er's bad fate."

There is nothing to worry about at this time. The only thing is to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"it is good."

While Yan Kai was talking, he had already started to buy all the medicine in the mall. As an outdoor anchor, he always has a lot of medicines ready when he goes out. He happens to know which medicines are more effective for acute pneumonia.

Reaching into the bag and pretending to take it out.

"Little sir, can you let me see your medicine?" Doctor Liu thought Yan Kai was going to write a prescription.

"You can't understand my medicine."

Yan Kai spread his hand, and there were several capsules and tablets on it. Doctor Liu had never seen such medicine before. He was confused when he was about to speak when he heard Yan Kai say: "I heard that acupuncture can stimulate the human body's potential. I don't know about this doctor." Can the doctor help me?"

Now Zheng Zhixun is too weak and his body functions have dropped to the lowest level, so Yan Kai asked this question.

Doctor Liu looked at Zheng Buqi, and Zheng Buqi nodded firmly. Now he could only make a last ditch effort.

Since Zheng Buqi agreed, Doctor Liu took out the silver needle and began to perform the diagnosis. After a while, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "That's all."

"Thank you." Yan Kai had already asked Butler Zheng to find a small spoon, crushed the pills and opened the capsules and fed them to Zheng Zhixun.

There is no way, he has no consciousness to swallow these medicines now.

After feeding him these medicines for treating acute pneumonia bit by bit, Yan Kai said: "Open the window to let fresh air in, and then continue to cool down his body surface."

Of course it was him who had the final say at this time.

The servants of Zheng House quickly followed suit.

Then Yan Kai pulled up a stool and sat next to Zheng Zhixun.

Although the two were master and apprentice in name, they were inseparable during this period. They were more like friends than master and apprentice. Now he was very worried about whether Zheng Zhixun could survive.

Fortunately, Zheng Zhixun is a lucky person. Of course, it may also be because he has never been exposed to antibiotics, so he has no resistance.

The medicine given by Yan Kai was quite powerful for him.

By midnight, Zheng Zhixun's body temperature had gradually dropped and his breathing had become calmer.

Doctor Liu went up to take his pulse and said in surprise: "Mr. Zheng's pulse has become much calmer, and actually... he's really cured!"

He had been wondering if those little pills he had never seen before were fake. Unexpectedly, they actually cured the disease, and he immediately pulled Zheng Zhixun back from the Lord of Hell.

Yan Kai rubbed his eyes. At this time, his body was still young and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Zheng Buqi didn't dare to let Yan Kai go back, so he asked the villain to clean up two guest rooms for Yan Kai and Doctor Liu to stay.

The next day Yan Kai slept until almost noon before waking up.

I quickly went to Zheng Zhixun's place. When Butler Zheng saw him coming, he bent down and shouted respectfully: "Mr. Yan."

"How is Zhixun?" Yan Kai asked.

"Much better. He woke up once in the morning. We gave him some porridge as you asked, and now he's asleep again."

After Yan Kai entered, he pushed away the servants and took his temperature with a thermometer. It was difficult to explain where this kind of glass thing came from.

Taking out the medicine yesterday was actually a bit risky, but he had a reason to save Zheng Zhixun.

37.2 degrees, slightly higher than normal, but nothing serious.

Does the subsidence of fever mean that the symptoms of inflammation in the body have begun to ease?

With this thought in mind, Yan Kai called the servant in and fed Zheng Zhixun the medicine with a small spoon the same way he did last night.

"Mr. Yan, it's so hard!"

At this time, Zheng Zhixun woke up again, looked at Yan Kai, winked and said.

"Hmph, you kid, you didn't come to me earlier when you were sick. If you had told me earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer such a pain."

Zheng Zhixun smiled bitterly and said, "How did Zhixun know that Mr. Zhixun has such a rejuvenating hand?"