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Chapter 174 Neurorehabilitation
Mo Wanying is also one of the young patients recruited this time. She is only six years old. She couldn’t bend her waist when practicing dancing. The teacher thought she was pretending to be weird, so she helped her bend it. This caused a disaster.

Even if we sent him to the hospital immediately, there was no way we could help him because his lumbar nerves were damaged. No matter how much compensation the school gave us, it was useless. This good child would never be able to stand up again.

Ever since the child was injured, the whole family has been in a state of worry and sadness. They have been looking for medical treatment and medicine everywhere, but there is no effective solution.

This time it was the hospital that informed them that there was a high probability of recovery. Doctors never give definite answers. So there should be hope.

So the whole family, young and old, rushed to the hospital without stopping. There were many people in the same situation as Mo Wanying, all of whom were paralyzed in bed due to one reason or another.

Because the experiment had been done in the military hospital and there was basically no risk, the patients in this batch were all relatively young. The hospital also clearly stated that after the first batch was treated, the second batch would be screened immediately, unlike the Qizhi Pill at that time, which had no clear time limit.

The main reason is that the Chinese people cannot produce the Enlightenment Pill, so there is really no other way. However, nerve repair is a technology that has been mastered, and the technology will become more mature as time goes by.

Because the number of patients suddenly increased dramatically, the hospital could not accommodate them at all. However, these were not a problem. As long as there was space, with the support of modern technology, a mobile ward was quickly built in the hospital square.

The ward that was built was a very large one, with all the patients together, which made it easier for doctors to take care of them.

Today is the day for these patients with nerve damage to take medication. Many of them were admitted to the hospital yesterday or the day before yesterday. Doctors need to adjust their conditions and strive to make the medication have the best effect.

Mo Wanying was next to Qi Zhuojia's bed. It was the first time that Qi Zhuojia saw so many patients with neurological damage, and they were so young.

The doctor just informed us that we will start taking the medicine soon. We are all a little nervous now. We are afraid that it will be too painful if the effect is too good, and we are also afraid that it will not be effective. We are mainly worried and no one is interested in talking.

Just like Mo Wanying's family, there were four people, including her parents, grandparents, all surrounding the child's bed. Qi Zhuojia also had her parents and aunt surrounding her, but such a large ward was strangely quiet.

The dosage is determined by the length of time the patient has been injured and the patient's weight, so the dosage for each person is definitely different.

Here, one doctor and one nurse form a team, and each team is responsible for ten patients. The doctor and the nurse came over and treated Qi Zhuojia first.

"Qi Zhuojia, let me treat you first. You are the older sister here, so you need to be brave!" The doctor was a very gentle female doctor.

"Okay!" Qi Zhuojia responded in a low voice.

"Family members, please help, help turn the child over." Patients like this can't even turn themselves over, let alone urinate or defecate, and they all need diapers. So many of these patients will give up on themselves.

Mother Qi was familiar with this and turned the child over quickly. Although they were all waist injuries, the locations were different, and there were requirements for where to apply the medicine in the treatment plan.

Qi's mother and Qi Zhuojia's aunt watched as the two-inch-long needle was inserted into the child's spine, but the child did not react. They were so distressed that they kept crying.

Mr. Qi couldn't bear to watch it anymore and turned his face away. It took about two minutes for the nurse to finish pushing the medicine.

"There will be another injection in four hours. During this period, you must pay close attention to the child's reaction. I'm always here." The doctor gave some instructions and went to Mo Wanying.

It was the same operation, but there was one difference. If it was any other patient, the doctor would have screamed and howled when he used such a long needle, but here no child cried. If they did cry, it meant they were healed and regained consciousness. After waiting for about two hours, Qi Zhuojia said to her mother, "Mom, my back is a little itchy, can you scratch it for me?"

Mother Qi didn't think much about it and went to scratch the child. Father Qi quickly stopped her: "Wait a minute, Jiajia, you mean your back is itchy?"

"Yes! Help me scratch it!" said Qi Zhuojia.

"Jia Jia, you are conscious now." Father Qi said in surprise.

"Yes! Jia Jia, do you feel it?" Mother Qi asked happily.

"Is this the feeling you have?" Qi Zhuojia asked in disbelief.

"Think about it, has your back ever felt itchy since you got sick?" said Qi's father.

"This is what I feel." Qi Zhuojia smiled a dreamy smile, a smile she hadn't seen in a long time. The itchiness that was a little uncomfortable was no longer so unbearable.

The same situation happened to many children. Mo Wanying acted coquettishly to her father: "Dad, my back is itchy, can you scratch it for me?"

"Really?" Dad and Mom Mo's eyes were filled with surprise and they were extremely happy.

Seeing that her son didn't move, the Mo family's grandmother wanted to scratch her granddaughter, but Mo's father stopped her: "The child is conscious, I don't know if it's okay to scratch her. I'll ask the doctor before I scratch her!"

The two elders of the Mo family finally reacted and cried with joy. It was not easy at all. This time there was really hope. No matter how much the hospital promised before, it was all in vain without taking real medicine and without really getting better. This time it was real.

Because the medications were taken at about the same time, everyone basically had reactions at about the same time, and the doctor came to check.

"This is recovery. In fact, I don't need you to tell me, you all know it. If it is really itchy, just scratch the child gently. Some children will feel pain later." The doctor gave them a vaccination first.

"Don't be afraid, as long as you can feel it, it's fine." Father Qi said that this expressed the thoughts of many patients and their families. If you can recover, what's a little pain and itching?

The patient in front of Qi Zhuojia's bed is a boy of about eighteen or nineteen. The whole family has come out to see him. What's different from other families is that his mother and grandmother have been crying since he was admitted to the hospital yesterday.

He must have been injured not long ago, otherwise everyone else was the same as them and basically no one was crying. Upon asking, we found out that the boy was injured only ten days ago.

He was participating in the extreme sport Cool Runnings, his foot slipped and his lower back hit a rock. The other injuries on his body were not serious, but he became paralyzed just by this slight blow. His mother and grandmother could not accept it.

It was said before that this place could cure it, but I didn't hold much hope. I just thought it might be good for my child, so I gave it a try. Who knew it was true?

"Child, do you really feel it?" the old lady asked excitedly.