Be spoiled by rough guys!The domineering wife just wants to lie down and win

Chapter 34 Beautiful Auntie, You fell asleep in the afternoon, and it was Uncle who carried you to bed!

Hearing the sound of coughing, Si Tian looked at Jing Cheng suspiciously.

Jing Cheng hurriedly lowered his body and whispered a few words into the other's ear.

After listening to what the other party said, Si Tian's eyes widened sharply, he quickly got out of bed, took out his golden needle, quickly took the alcohol swab from Qi's house, and disinfected the golden needle.

Then he walked to the child's hospital bed, observed the other person's condition, and directly pricked golden needles at the three acupoints of chi pulse, cranial breath, and silk bamboo hole.

And the woman was dumbfounded when she saw Si Tian's actions.

Just as he was about to stop him, his son's breathing gradually stabilized.

The purple lips also slowly eased.

This……

Liu Qiao looked at Si Tian in surprise.

The girl has been paying attention to the situation of the little boy.

Seeing that the other party was breathing steadily, he sat on the hospital bed and began to check the other party's pulse.

And Song Dazhuang over there has also brought the doctor on duty.

When the doctor and nurse on duty ran into the ward.

I saw a beautiful girl feeling the pulse of the little boy.

The little boy's ears were pierced with a few gold needles.

Song Dazhuang was fat, and he was the last one to enter the house.

After seeing Si Tian, ​​he was stunned.

Why is the beautiful female doll who can make medicinal food also in the ward.

"Oh! Why are you giving people needles indiscriminately?"

The little nurse who came here also had good intentions, for fear of delaying the child's condition.

But the doctor on the side shook his head at her, and then shut up.

Although the doctor on duty is not a Chinese medicine doctor, he has learned some pathological knowledge of pediatrics, especially pediatric massage, because he has children himself.

Occasionally, when the child is sick, he will also use it for the child.

Those three acupuncture points, if he remembered correctly, could indeed alleviate the little boy's emergency situation.

I just didn't expect that a young girl would know acupuncture.

After about 5 minutes, Si Tian stood up with a cold face.

Then he retracted the golden needle, and glanced sharply at the casserole on the bedside table of the hospital bed, as well as Song Dazhuang.

"What did you feed him?"

Song Dazhuang who was questioned stuttered a bit, but he still answered.

"It's...it's the soup made from the immune-boosting medicinal recipe I asked you for."

Hearing this, Si Tian suppressed his anger.

"Medicinal diet is not to be eaten indiscriminately. Everyone's situation is different. Ordinary medicinal diet and nourishing soup can be eaten by the public.

But this little boy is different. He has an allergic constitution, low immunity, and is allergic to many foods. If you eat like this, you will die. "

After the words fell, he shook his head helplessly.

Song Dazhuang didn't know, he was also scared now.

He thought it would be enough to boost his immunity.

Over there, the doctor on duty saw that Si Tian had stopped taking his pulse, so he stepped forward to inquire.

"I see that the child's condition has improved a lot. Does he still need to be rescued?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the child over there had opened his eyes.

Although the lip color has not completely changed back, but the whole person is much better.

At this time, I was looking at my parents pitifully.

"Dad, Mom, I'm so hungry!"

Hearing this, Liu Qiao burst into tears.

"Okay, mom is going to prepare dinner for you now."

Because of allergies, I can't eat many things.

Those that can be eaten, such as cold ones, hot ones, etc., cannot be eaten either.

Low immunity, eating will cause physical illness.

In short, she and her husband are in great pain every time the children come to eat.

Si Tian turned to look at the child, and thought it was all about accumulating virtue for his unborn child.

So he looked at Liu Qiao.

"Go and make him some yam and glutinous rice porridge."

After finishing the words, he walked to Jing Cheng's hospital bed, took out a pen and paper from his bag, wrote down the grams of yam and glutinous rice on it, and handed it to the woman.

Liu Qiao looked at the words on the paper, 15 grams of yam, 50 grams of glutinous rice, and a little brown sugar.

"This……"

"This is food that a person with a special constitution can eat, he can eat it often, and cook porridge according to this ratio.

His condition is a little serious, and his stomach is not very good, so it is softer and easier to digest. "

Hearing Si Tian's instruction, Liu Qiao didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Instead, Song Dazhuang hurriedly asked his wife to prepare.

Seeing her husband like this, Liu Qiao turned around and left without hesitation.

And the doctor on duty at the side also saw the words on the note.

When the word catches your eyes, you know that the other party is a real talent.

It takes more than ten years to write this one character.

"Is this medicinal food?"

The doctor on duty asked curiously.

Si Tian glanced at the card hanging on the opponent's chest, and nodded.

"People with special constitutions can't eat everything."

"Oh……"

The doctor on duty suddenly became very interested in Si Tian.

But because this was a ward, he didn't stay long, and left with the little nurse.

After all, the child has awakened and his life is not in danger.

At this time, Song Dazhuang hugged his son and sat obediently on the hospital bed.

The big brother of more than 1.9 meters, the tonnage of more than 200 catties.

In his arms, he held a little boy who was thin and weak.

This picture is actually kind of funny.

"Thank you, Doctor Si Tian."

Because Si Tian always used the hotel's kitchen to make medicinal meals, and Song Dazhuang became the chef of the hotel, and the two of them got acquainted with each other after a long time.

"You can't make medicinal meals for your children indiscriminately in the future. If you want to do it, at least ask clearly."

"I see!"

He will not dare in the future.

Just this time, he was almost scared out of his wits.

Si Tian looked at the child, and then at Jing Cheng who was sitting on the chair.

In an instant, the memory came back.

Did she just get out of bed?

she fell asleep!
"You...you sat all afternoon."

Hearing the little girl's question, Jing Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, go to bed quickly..."

After all, he was a patient, so it was too shameful for someone to sit on a chair all afternoon.

"I'll look at your injury."

Jing Cheng turned around and saw some red blood stains on the gauze wrapped behind his back.

Due to sitting for a long time, the wound opened.

"No, it's been five days. Why hasn't your wound healed yet? Isn't it stitched?"

"I do not know either."

Jing Cheng replied in a low voice, and then stopped talking.

Si Tian was very surprised, but since the wound was opened, it must be dealt with in time.

So I went to the doctor and nurse on duty.

The wound was stretched open, which proved that the suture thread was broken, so it had to be sutured again.

The doctor and nurse on duty came to 302 again.
The two of them looked at Si Tian, ​​then at the injury on Jing Cheng's back, and finally understood.

"Is the wound open?"

Although the doctor on duty is a male doctor, he speaks softly.

Si Tian nodded embarrassingly, "I'm sorry to trouble the doctor, he needs to suture it again."

The doctor quickly removed the gauze, and found that the wound near the back shoulder had indeed opened up.

So start sewing again.

At this time, Song Tai'an and Xiao An'an who were sitting in Song Dazhuang's arms spoke.

"Pretty auntie, you fell asleep in the afternoon, and it was uncle who carried you to bed!"

　Si Tian:! ! !hold...

　　So the wound broke free!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)