Entering the room, Lin Miao saw a frail little boy lying on the bed, with a yellow paper talisman stuck on his forehead. He stepped forward, tore off the talisman, then bent down to carefully examine the pupils and also checked the tongue. The tongue was yellow and dry with a black coating in the center, and the pulse was thin, slippery, and rapid.
Very dangerous.
"Xia Zhu, quickly, rhinoceros horn powder, immediately!" Lin Miao shouted towards the outside of the door, knowing that he had seen Xia Zhu as he came in, who should have brought the medicine back.
"Yes, Mr. Lin."
Three parts of rhinoceros horn powder, directly administered to the child with warm water.
