Dressed as a big boss Bai Yueguang, God does not allow salted fish to lie down

"Knock, knock, knock, knock..." On the quiet night, there was a burst of rapid knocks at the corner door of the backyard of Haoyuexuan.

"Who's knocking at the door?" Qiuju stood up and ran to open the door.

Baiji looked flustered and anxious. He ran and panted heavily.

"Oh no, my head is about to be lost, Senior Sister, save me!"

Su Yuejian was preparing to rest in the bedroom. She quickly put on some clothes and walked to the yard.

"What's going on? Explain clearly."

"Your Highness has a fever. I feel it's hotter than my head. Shaoyao is guarding over there. Do you want to go and take a look? Could it be an infection?"

"I'll go with you right away, don't worry."

Su Yuejian put on her clothes and was about to leave with Bai Ji.

Because it was night, Uncle Wei who lived next door also heard the noise, and hurriedly got up to escort these people all the way.

Nanny Qin sighed, "It's like treating a nobleman with your head tied to your waist. Why should the princess suffer this hardship and endure this pain..."

Su Yuejian came to the clinic, washed her hands first, and then put on a clean white robe outside.

She picked up her own first aid kit and went straight to Nangong Li's ward. Because of concerns about infection, outsiders usually tried not to go to Nangong Li's place.

Su Yuejian took out her precious mercury thermometer from the first aid kit. Because this thing was fragile, Su Yuejian had to watch over it every time it was used, for fear that the patient would accidentally drop it, and she would not even have tears to cry.

When encountering patients with fever, an experienced doctor can tell whether the fever is high or low by feeling it.

At this moment, Nangong Li was closing his eyes, his face was red and hot, his breathing was a little rapid, and he looked a little tired. Su Yuejian had been running over in a panic, but seeing this picture of a sickly beauty actually relieved some of her nervousness.

Su Yuejian held the thermometer carefully, bent down, and was about to put her hand into Nangong Li's underwear when Nangong Li suddenly opened his eyes.

He grabbed Su Yuejian's hand that was about to reach in with one hand, and said angrily,

"How can you, woman, not take the intimacy between men and women seriously? You come over here in the middle of the night and put your hand into my arms. How can this not make people think about something else?"

His deep eyes swept across her lips, and an indescribable feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

Su Yuejian saw that the man's ears were red as if bleeding, it couldn't be that he had a fever.

"I'm here to take your temperature. This thermometer, I tell you, is the only one in the world, so don't mess with it."

Nangong Li let go of Su Yuejian's hand and watched her put the thermometer into his armpit. The instantaneous coolness made him shiver all over.

"It's a little cold, it will be fine in a moment."

Su Yuejian deliberately said something to distract herself from her uneasy mood. She stared at it without blinking for about three or four minutes, then took out the thermometer and saw that it was 38.3 degrees.

This temperature is between the two, and it is possible that it is a short-term reaction to surgical trauma, manifested as a slight increase in body temperature.

This type of fever usually occurs within one to three days after surgery. The body temperature will not be very high, generally around 38C or below 38C, and continued monitoring will reveal a downward trend. If this is the case, it is fortunate that no antibiotics are needed.

The remaining possibility is postoperative infectious fever, which will last for three to five days. If the fever still exists and the body temperature is relatively high, antibiotics will be needed.

Su Yuejian certainly hoped it was the first case.

But if it wasn't the first case, she might have a few days at most to get antibiotics.

Otherwise, if an infection occurs during surgery and is not controlled in time with antibiotics, the bacteria will enter the blood circulation and continue to multiply, possibly causing sepsis and leading to the patient's death!

Thinking of the word "death", Su Yuejian's heart suddenly panicked.

She couldn't imagine that Nangong Li, who trusted her, might die one day after her surgery.

"No, this must not happen!" Su Yuejian swore secretly in her heart.

Su Yuejian knew how terrible it would be if it was the second situation. She hoped it would be the first situation, but she didn't dare to gamble.

Not to mention getting antibiotics in such a short time, even if we give her another three or five weeks, it might not be possible to get them!

If I had known earlier, I should have developed antibiotics first instead of anesthetics.

In that case, maybe there would be some clues by now.

"Nangong Li, there are two possibilities for the situation now. One is a normal postoperative reaction; the other is a postoperative infection.

I will try to find a solution in the next few days, so I can't keep staring at it.

But someone will report your situation here to me at any time.

Their treatment of you is also my opinion.

So please cooperate. Eat well, rest well, and wait for me, got it?"

Nangong Li looked at Su Yuejian in front of him and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

He rarely saw her so cautious and serious, as if her whole body was shrouded in a layer of faint melancholy.

It felt like she was about to embark on a road full of thorns, and she might never reach the end of this road.

He felt a sense of panic, as if an invisible hand was grasping his heart tightly.

He didn't want to lose sight of her, and he didn't want her to face a bad ending alone.

However, he didn't know how to start and could only look at her silently.

" I'm waiting for you."

He said softly, with a barely perceptible hint of heartache in his voice.

This sentence was a promise to Su Yuejian. No matter what the situation was, he would try his best to maintain a healthy body and wait for her to find a solution.

Su Yuejian nodded slightly.

Illness causes pain, but it also makes people stronger and teaches them to cherish every moment.

"Yueyue, when you are done with your work, remember to come here early to accompany me."

"I can't accompany you now, but I will always be in the clinic."

"Baiji, you take care of him here first and take his temperature every half an hour.

Record your temperature each time you measure it and report it to me."

After explaining everything, Su Yuejian took Shaoyao away.

Since the prince was hospitalized in the clinic, Doctor Shen was worried and came to the clinic to be on duty at night.

At this moment, Shen Yuxin, Shen Nanxing, and Shaoyao were all pulled to their conference room by Su Yuejian.

Su Yuejian briefly explained the situation. The situation had become tricky at the moment. Perhaps it was just a false alarm. Now they had to prepare for the worst and get some antibiotics!

This thing is really difficult. The main reason why antibiotics have not been developed is that they cannot be mass-produced.

But Su Yuejian couldn't risk Nangong Li's life.

If a groin repair resulted in a postoperative infection, she would carry the burden of guilt forever and there would be no way to undo it.

Even though the surgery was correct and the process was correct, if the final result was wrong, then everything would be wrong.