God Level Farm

The process of brewing traditional Chinese medicine is very simple.

After confirming that the doors and windows were locked and the curtains were drawn, Xia Ruofei checked the entire room carefully, and after confirming that there were no monitoring facilities, he followed the liver cancer Chinese medicine he had written down in advance to find out the corresponding herbs.

Xu Wu's work was very meticulous. Not only did he have a complete set of utensils for boiling the medicine, but he also bought a delicate and small steel scale. Xia Ruofei easily weighed the several medicinal materials involved in the prescription and put them into the casserole.

There is a sink for the doctor in the room, but Xia Ruofei didn't go to pick up the running water. He directly summoned the spiritual picture scroll from the palm of his hand, contacted the space with his mind, and took out a small basin of space pool water.

Then it's simmering slowly.

Considering that Song Lao was still in a coma, it would be a little troublesome to feed him, so Xia Ruofei stayed up for a long time, so that there was not much liquid left at the end.

He poured the traditional Chinese medicine in the casserole into the pottery bowl and obtained about half a bowl of dark brown medicinal soup.

Then Xia Ruofei opened the suitcase and found a bottle of petal solution with a relatively high concentration from it.

This whole bottle of petal solution contains about half of the ingredients of an exotic flower petal.

Xia Ruofei poured nearly one-fifth of the bottle into the earthenware bowl, stirred it evenly, and mixed it into half a bowl of medicinal soup.

Xia Ruofei considered taking it for Song Lao in five doses first, and it should have a very good effect by then, and then decide the next step according to the situation.

Song Lao's condition is very serious. Xia Ruofei estimates that a whole piece of strange flower petals may not be able to completely heal, so a solution containing half a piece of strange flower petals will definitely not cure him completely, and at the same time, it will definitely have a good effect. The initial purpose is achieved.

After configuring the medicinal soup, Xia Ruofei put the earthenware bowl aside and let the medicinal soup inside cool down naturally.

Then he randomly grabbed some medicinal materials from each traditional Chinese medicine bag, including several medicinal materials used for decoction before, and grabbed a little, and then mixed them all together and poured them into the medicinal residues of the casserole. Some tap water is re-tormented.

After all these medicinal materials were mixed together, Xia Ruofei poured the medicinal soup in the casserole into the sink to wash away, and all the remaining medicinal residues were also poured into the stove and burned thoroughly.

After this was done, the medicinal soup in the earthenware bowl was almost cooled.

Xia Ruofei put all the remaining Chinese medicine bags into the box, carefully locked the lock on the ground, and then opened the door with the clay bowl.

"Doctor Xia, is the medicine ready?" Director Lu at the door asked quickly.

The whole process of decoction took an hour or two, but Director Lu actually stayed here.

"Well!" Xia Ruofei smiled and nodded and said, "You can take medicine for the chief."

"Okay, okay!" Director Lu's eyes involuntarily looked at the clay bowl in Xia Ruofei's hand. The brown medicinal liquid had become the only hope in his eyes at this moment. Whether Song Lao could survive this difficulty, It depends on whether the medicine prescribed by young Xia Ruofei is effective.

Song Zhengping, Tian Huilan, and Song Rui were already waiting in the ward in advance. When Xia Ruofei walked into the room, several eyes fell on him instantly.

Xia Ruofei smiled at Tian Huilan, signaling her to relax.

Then he walked straight to the hospital bed, put the clay bowl on the bedside table, then raised Song Lao's bed head at an angle by himself, and without hesitation, reached out and took off his oxygen mask.

Xia Ruofei began to feed Song Lao slowly the medicinal soup.

In fact, after Song Lao took a bottle of petal solution with the lowest concentration a few hours ago, he was no longer in a deep coma, so when Xia Ruofei fed the medicine soup, he could already have some subconscious swallowing movements.

Xia Ruofei was very patient, and there was not much medicinal soup, about half a bowl, so he fed it all smoothly.

After Xia Ruofei finished feeding, he waited for a while before gently putting down the head of the bed and put on the oxygen mask for Song Lao again.

Until Xia Ruofei stood up,

Song Zhengping breathed a sigh of relief - they almost held their breath before.

Although he knew that the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is often slower, Director Lu couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Xia, how is the situation?"

"Look again!" Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "I will give the chief a dose of traditional Chinese medicine tomorrow morning. I estimate that the chief should be able to wake up in the morning."

"Wake up... Wake up!" Director Lu opened his mouth slightly, "Doctor Xia, do you mean that the chief may wake up tomorrow morning?"

"This is just my estimate, and I can't guarantee it!" Xia Ruofei smiled.

"That's that..." Director Lu said.

Song Zhengping stepped forward and said, "Doctor Xia, it's really hard for you! Thank you, thank you..."

Song Zhengping rushed to Hongzhou in a hurry, just to see his father for the last time. He was very aware of his father's condition and did not dare to hope to recover. He did not expect that after arriving in Hongzhou, a young Chinese doctor gave him Brings a ray of hope.

Song Zhengping had already cultivated a sultry mansion whose joy and anger were indistinguishable, and he couldn't help but show a hint of excitement at this moment.

"You're welcome." Xia Ruofei said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Song Sheng-chang, then I will go back to the room first, and I will make a second pair of traditional Chinese medicine for the head tomorrow morning. It is enough to leave one person in the ward, as long as the monitoring equipment is required. It's fine if you don't warn me!"

Xia Ruofei received a call from Tian Huilan at noon, and rushed all the way here, and experienced so many things in the middle. At this time, it was already dark outside, and Xia Ruofei also felt a little tired.

"Okay, Dr. Xia is working hard, hurry up and rest!" Song Zhengping said.

Xia Ruofei also said hello to Director Lu, Tian Huilan and others, and went back to the doctor's lounge. He briefly washed and then went directly to the inner room to rest.

The sheets and bedding that Liang Haitao used before were naturally replaced by new ones.

As for the ten or twenty people in the medical team crammed into the large conference room, it is not Xia Ruofei's concern about what a difficult night will be spent.

...

The next morning, Xia Ruofei woke up on time.

He asked Director Lu to send someone to bring breakfast into the room, and simply ate breakfast, Xia Ruofei directly locked the doors and windows and began to cook the second pair of Chinese medicine.

This time, it's even easier.

More than an hour later, Xia Ruofei came to Song Lao's bed with a bowl of medicinal soup.

Before feeding the medicine, Xia Ruofei observed Song Lao's condition. His vital signs were quite stable, and some of the black spots on his hands and feet had also faded a lot. It can be seen that yesterday's medicine soup was effective.

Song Zhengping and others also came to the room early.

Today, there are not only Song Zhengping and his son, but also several middle-aged men and women who have similar features to Song Zhengping. They are all children of Song Lao. Song Lao has three sons and two daughters, all of whom hold positions in Beijing or all over the country. important job.

Except for Song Zhengming, the third son who works in a certain ministry and commission, who accompanied the leaders to visit abroad and failed to come back in time, several other children of Song Lao arrived here one after another after Xia Ruofei rested last night.

Xia Ruofei personally fed Song Lao a second bowl of Chinese medicine, and then waited in the ward with everyone.

Time passed minute by minute, and everyone except Xia Ruofei looked at Song Lao on the hospital bed very nervously.

Xia Ruofei said that after drinking this Chinese medicine, Song Lao will most likely wake up.

The success or failure of this treatment depends on whether Song Lao can wake up next. Although Xia Ruofei successfully stabilized Song Lao's vital signs before, everyone still has doubts about whether he can prescribe the right medicine for liver cancer.

If Song Lao can really wake up from the coma as Xia Ruofei said, Xia Ruofei's treatment will undoubtedly be symptomatic.

Therefore, the Song Zhengping brothers and sisters, Tian Huilan and Director Lu were all very nervous.

Even Song Rui, who usually laughs and giggles, has a serious face at this time, standing by the side in a proper manner, but occasionally his eyes will glance left and right in an undisciplined manner.

Under everyone's attention, Song Lao was still lying quietly, his chest heaving very gently.

The regular beeping sound from the monitoring equipment seemed to be amplified a lot in the quiet ward.

ten minutes……

twenty minutes……

Soon more than half an hour passed, and Song Lao still showed no sign of waking up.

The ward was deadly silent, full of tension.

Just when everyone felt that hope was becoming more and more elusive, one of Song Lao's fingers suddenly trembled slightly... (To be continued.)