Lin Fan didn't look at Wu Qingsong, as if he was transparent.
Lin Fan said, "Give the two pieces of paper to Zhou Baiwang."
"Buy the medicine above, the sooner the better!"
"Only half an hour left!"
"If you delay any longer, even if a god comes, he won't be able to save your son!"
"OK!"
Zhou Baiwang was very nervous and immediately asked someone to buy medicine and the medicine pots used for decocting the medicine.
"Brother Lin, what should we do now?"
"Find a quiet place, and leave the rest to me!"
The ward here is too small and it’s not easy to decoct medicine.
"I have a villa nearby!"
"Then go over there now!"
More than ten minutes later, Zhou Baiwang brought Lin Fan to the villa.
Zheng Xiaoqing and Song Yuanshan naturally followed.
At the hospital, Wu Qingsong also brought several doctors.
Not long after, the medicine was bought back.
Lin Fan came to the kitchen with the medicine and medicine jar.
"Brother Lin, what can we do?"
At this time, Zhou Baiwang had no time to sit down.
"Just do what you need to do, don't disturb me, you can leave now!"
"Also, no one can come in without me calling!"
After those people left, Lin Fan also started working.
Lin Fan put the medicines into the medicine pot in order according to the dosage and began to decoct them.
This requires a lot of patience and there can be no mistakes.
The amount of medicine added will also affect the final effect.
Ten minutes passed like this and the first batch of medicine was boiled out.
Lin Fan was sweating profusely. He poured out the medicine soup, put it into a bowl, and continued to boil the second portion.
After the first dose of medicine cooled down a little, Lin Fan took it to the room.
"Xiaoqing, please help me feed the medicine to this child!"
Zhou Baiwang took the lead and said, "Let me do it!"
Zhou Baiwang was worried.
Lin Fan didn't say anything. After handing the medicine to Zhou Baiwang, he returned to the kitchen.
It takes a very long time to decoct the second batch of medicine.
More than ten minutes later, Zheng Xiaoqing ran in.
"Lin Fan, go over and take a look, something's going on!"
Lin Fan nodded and went into the room to see Zhou Baiwang's son.
Although Zhou Baiwang's son did not wake up, he looked in pain.
This made Zhou Baiwang very worried.
"Brother Lin, what's going on?"
Wu Qingsong couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Let me take a look!"
"Don't move!"
Lin Fan said seriously, "This is normal, don't worry about it, it will be fine after a while!"
Lin Fan’s prescription is a bit strong.
However, serious illnesses require strong medicine.
Lin Fan had no other choice.
"Except Zheng Xiaoqing, everyone else get out, especially you, Zhou Baiwang, you can't come in!"
Worry can lead to confusion, and Lin Fan doesn't want all his efforts to go to waste because of Zhou Baiwang.
"Brother Lin, I can just stand here. I promise not to move!"
"no!"
Zhou Baiwang thought about it and had no choice but to agree and leave the room.
"Xiaoqing, aren't you sleepy?"
Zheng Xiaoqing shook her head.
The boss is still busy now, can she say she is sleepy?
"Okay, tell me if there's anything unusual. If you get sleepy, let Song Yuanshan take over!"
After giving some instructions, Lin Fan continued to decoct the medicine.
The first dose is relatively simple.
It takes a very long time to get the second dose of medicine.
More than four hours passed, and when it was dawn, Lin Fan finally finished decocting the second batch of medicine.
Lin Fan came to the room and found that Song Yuanshan had also come into the room at some point.
But Song Yuanshan fell asleep.
It was Zheng Xiaoqing who pulled him in.
Zheng Xiaoqing is a timid person and would never dare to look after a critically ill child alone.
Especially late at night.
"Lin Fan!"
Seeing Lin Fan come in, Zheng Xiaoqing called out softly.
Lin Fan handed the medicine to Zheng Xiaoqing and said, "Give it to the child!"
He kicked Song Yuanshan awake.
"I've been busy all night long just for your little shit, and you still have the nerve to sleep!"
"Lin Fan, is the child rescued?"
Song Yuanshan woke up and asked.
"If you can't save her, you're doomed!" Lin Fan threatened.
Song Yuanshan was really frightened and his face turned pale.
"Lin Fan, will he be fine after taking this medicine?" Zheng Xiaoqing asked Lin Fan.
"Not yet, there's still a third dose of medicine!"
"You haven't slept all night, do you want to rest?"
Lin Fan shook his head.
After all, these 2.5 billion are not so easy to get.
When the third batch of medicine was ready, more than five hours had passed.
It was almost noon at this time.
Lin Fan took the medicine into the room and found that Zheng Xiaoqing had also fallen asleep.
Lin Fan didn't wake her up.
In fact, when the child took the second dose of medicine, his complexion had gradually improved, so no unusual situation would occur again.
Lin Fan came to the bedside and fed the medicine himself.
Mission accomplished.
Lin Fan took the child's pulse again.
The pulse was normal, which meant that the child was not only saved but also cured of the disease.
Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the hall.
"Brother Lin, what's going on?"
Zhou Baiwang also didn't sleep all night.
As Lin Fan came out, Wu Qingsong on the sofa was also awakened.
Lin Fan was busy all night and was very curious about the outcome.
"Your son is fine, but he hasn't woken up yet!"
Zhou Baiwang said in surprise, "Thank you, Brother Lin. Can I go in now?"
"Of course!" Lin Fan said.
"How is this possible!"
Wu Qingsong didn't believe it and followed Zhou Baiwang into the room quickly.
He was shocked when he saw that the child's complexion had returned to normal.
"Is this...is this a miracle?"
Wu Qingsong sat down and took the child's pulse.
“Miracle… This is truly a miracle!”
Wu Qingsong was even more excited than Zhou Baiwang.
Because he witnessed a miracle today.
This is a medical miracle.
"Dean Wu, is my son okay?"
"It's really unbelievable!" Wu Qingsong shook his head and said.
"Judging from his pulse, your son's heart disease has also healed!"
"That's great, that's great!"
Zhou Baiwang was extremely excited.
"Mr. Zhou, I suggest taking your son back to the hospital..."
"Why are you bringing him back to the hospital? You want to slice my son for research?"
Zhou Baiwang was a little angry. "My son was saved by Brother Lin. Isn't his medical skill better than yours?"
Wu Qingsong was a little embarrassed.
But it is true that Lin Fan was able to rescue Zhou Baiwang's son.
This was something Wu Qingsong could not have expected.
Zheng Xiaoqing and Song Yuanshan were also very happy to hear that Zhou Baiwang's son was fine.
The reason why Song Yuanshan was happy was that he didn't have to be thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.
"Who said last night that Lin Fan could cure this child and that he should call Lin Fan dad?"
Song Yuanshan reminded.
Wu Qingsong's old face turned red.
Go ahead, this is embarrassing.
Don’t call me that, it will be more awkward when we meet next time.
"Dad... Dad!" Wu Qingsong called reluctantly.
"Good son!" Lin Fan responded.
"Dad, leave me your cell phone number so we can contact each other in the future!" Wu Qingsong came to Lin Fan.
"I don't like that!"
Wu Qingsong was stunned for a long time before he understood the hidden meaning of Lin Fan's words.
"That's not what I meant. I just want to discuss medical issues when we have time!"
"That won't work either!"
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