Huang Guofu was naturally concerned about how Lao Han viewed his patients.

He heard news he didn't want to hear. After taking the medicine prescribed by Lao Han just once, he was able to drink soup again, and the next day he was able to eat noodles.

Song Yan felt that his initial considerations on the first day were somewhat inadequate. If others drank the soup, they would also experience physical changes, which would expose his innocence.

So when Song Yan delivered the fish soup, he served two portions. One was for Grandma Qin, and the other was for the old chief.

Shen Ruomei said that Grandma Qin's soup contained medicinal herbs, so it was a medicinal dish and others should not drink it.

They even said they added the medicinal herbs after consulting with Lao Han.

Shen Ruomei did indeed see Song Yan putting medicinal herbs into the soup.

The other portion was for Grandpa Nie.

The soup smelled delicious, and it tasted even better. Grandma Qin also ate the fish.

So we waited until Thursday. The experts saw an elderly revolutionary, clearly recovered, sitting and eating fruit in the ward!

She's still as thin as ever, but her energy and spirit have improved.

The old leader personally stood up and shook hands with Lao Han, praising him highly.

The senior doctors who entered this ward had all seen countless patients. They all knew what kind of patient this was. Seeing him like this, no one could help but be surprised.

Huang Guofu was furious.

This patient will die tomorrow, and the old commander will be grateful to Lao Han.

Old Han, it's probably impossible for him to be shaken now!

Tao Ze is truly useless; why bring him back?

Actually, if it weren't for Shen Changchuan protecting Lao Zeng, and Lao Han taking advantage of the situation, Lao Han wouldn't have been able to return. With Song Yan providing him with good things, Lao Han's health wasn't seriously affected.

Tao Ze knew that when Lao Han cured Chief Qin's illness, he also hated Huang Guofu, who was obsessed with obtaining medical books and secret formulas. Tao Ze had only tried to torture him, not kill him.

Later, the people he had arranged were all taken away, and no one knew who did it.

He no longer has the ability to arrange for more people.

Later, they brought Lao Han back.

Old Han is indeed capable; he just never intended to treat his father's illness.

She could drink the bone broth and fish soup that Shen Ruomei made. But she could only drink a little of the soup made by others, and it couldn't compare to the soup made by Shen Ruomei.

I can eat a little bit of food now, though.

Aunt Liu then sought out Shen Ruomei, wanting to learn how to make soup from her. Aunt Liu even promised that once she learned it, she wouldn't teach anyone else.

Shen Ruomei: I will definitely teach you, but it's no use!

Song Yan had already anticipated this; Shen Ruomei's answers were all pre-arranged.

Shen Ruomei: "Sure! But I don't live at home, so come with me to my classmate's house."

Aunt Liu went to Song Yan's house to make soup.

Shen Ruomei followed Song Yan's instructions to stew the soup. Aunt Liu watched intently. To be honest, she couldn't see anything unusual about it. But the soup smelled especially delicious.

Song Yan noticed Liu Sao's earnestness. The reason lay in the water; Song Yan was using the first spring water.

There's no way Aunt Liu could learn that.

When the soup was almost done, half of it was ladled out, the bones were removed, and Shen Ruomei added a few herbs and rice. It became bone broth rice porridge.

The soup was bubbling away when Song Yan went into the kitchen. No one noticed.

After adding a little bit of the second spring water to the soup, Song Yan stopped caring about it.

The soup that Aunt Liu took away was exceptionally delicious, and the bone broth porridge smelled wonderful.

The old leader ate an extra bowl of rice because the soup was so delicious.

Grandma Qin also drank a large bowl of porridge. She took the rest home, chilled it with cold water, and drank it tomorrow.

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Old Han and the others felt sorry for Song Yan, but Song Yan herself didn't feel anything was wrong. Her physical condition was really exceptionally good now.

Today is Saturday. After Lao Han finished the consultation this morning, the free clinic ended.

These past few days, the workload has been exceptionally heavy, and some of the older colleagues are finding it difficult to keep up physically.

It was the last day, and they had limited the number of patients at their clinic. All eight specialists were present in a small conference room.

The hospital only arranges for patients with complex or rare diseases to receive treatment here, strictly controlling the number of patients.

The experts also had time to discuss patients and treatments. It truly facilitated academic exchange in a relaxed atmosphere. If it weren't for Huang Guofu interfering...

Two doctors from the Second Affiliated Hospital each brought a patient. Apparently, these were their long-time patients, suffering from intractable illnesses that had yielded very poor treatment results.

One is a habitual migraine, and the other is a tension headache.

The doctor said they had been taking medication for quite some time with little effect. He wanted them to try acupuncture treatment. Their acupuncture skills were limited, but since there was an expert present, they brought him over to have him examine them.

The two doctors led one patient to Huang Guofu and the other to Lao Han.

Everyone on Song Yan's side: That old bastard, he just won't stop!

After examining his patient, Huang Guofu concluded, "This patient is best treated with medication plus acupuncture." Having finished with his patient, he went to Old Han. "What's the condition of your patient?"

The other experts were all looking at the prescriptions written by Lao Han.

The discussion was originally academic, a mutual learning and exchange of ideas, so there was nothing wrong with seeing other doctors' prescriptions. They had seen the prescription that Lao Han gave to Chief Qin; it was mild and simple, nothing special, but the effect was so good.

When Lao Han was writing out a prescription, everyone else was especially eager to watch.

Old Han: "It's about the same."

Xu Pingzhi slowly wrote down the prescription.

Huang Guofu: "Our original purpose was to learn from each other and exchange ideas, but we really haven't had the chance to do so."

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