The top floor of the First General Hospital of the Army is extremely lively right now!
Lin Fan was putting the herbs into the big pot in batches.
He used the large spatula used for cooking in the cafeteria to stir the herbs continuously.
The rising mist mixed with the smell of medicinal herbs filled the entire room with fog.
“Add water!”
Lin Fan roared.
"good!"
Cheng Ruogang carried a large bucket of purified water and poured it into the pot.
"Has the bucket been disinfected?"
Lin Fan roared inside again.
"Disinfection is complete!"
Cheng Shaotang and his brother answered loudly.
They had already taken off their military jackets and were only wearing elastic vests, and were busy sweating profusely.
"What's the temperature now?"
Lin Fan stuck his head out and asked again.
"The water is already boiling!"
Xu Ping covered her nose with one hand and answered calmly.
Unexpectedly, she also joined this team.
"Okay, now pour the potion into the bucket!"
Lin Fan nodded and said.
Brothers Cheng Weiting and Cheng Weiguang stepped forward to help the younger generation hold the big pot steadily.
Then, pour it into the sterilized wooden barrel.
"Add more cold water and keep the temperature at fifty degrees!"
Lin Fan gave the order again.
"good!"
Cheng Ruonan picked up a bucket of water and poured it into the wooden barrel.
Xiao Wanfang found a thermometer and checked the temperature at any time.
"It's fifty degrees now."
Xiao Wanfang spoke immediately.
"Okay, put the man in the bucket!"
Lin Fan said again.
Several people stepped forward and helped to lift Mr. Cheng up.
Then, he gently placed it in the medicine barrel.
"Master, is this really a cure?"
One student was stunned.
To put it bluntly, this scene is more like the New Year pig slaughtering in their village.
The whole family is mobilized together and it looks very lively.
"I don't know, let's see first."
Yang Faming found it quite novel.
He had lived for most of his life, and this was the first time he had seen such a scene.
After Mr. Cheng was placed in the barrel, Lin Fan began to rub his hands.
After his hands warmed up, he quickly bent his index finger and placed it on Mr. Cheng's back to press.
This is not a casual massage, but is strictly based on the direction of the acupoints.
Moreover, the control of strength needs to be very strict.
One point more is too much, one point less is too little!
I don’t know how long it took, but there were already two bruises on Mr. Cheng’s back.
Then, Lin Fan turned to face forward again.
"The temperature seems to have dropped a bit."
Xiao Wanfang said loudly.
"The medicine here has been boiled."
Xu Ping immediately turned around and answered.
A few people came forward and added some of the boiled medicine.
About half an hour later, Lin Fan was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.
However, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
This treatment method is the most physically demanding, but it is the only way now.
"puff!"
Cheng Xinghan, who was originally in a coma, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was actually black, sticky and in patches.
"Nothing will happen, right?"
Cheng Weiting was a little panicked.
"It's okay, these blood plaques are caused by clogging his blood vessels."
Lin Fan explained, but his hands did not stop moving.
In this way, Mr. Cheng vomited out black blood stains three times in total.
By the time he vomited it out for the fourth time, the blood had slowly turned light red.
"Okay, get the guy out!"
Lin Fan roared.
Everyone came forward again and hurriedly carried the old man out.
After wiping off the water, he changed into a clean hospital gown and put himself back on the bed.
Lin Fan was almost exhausted and felt like his hands and feet no longer belonged to him.
"Drink this, young man."
Yang Faming handed over a glass of iced American coffee.
"Gudong!"
Lin Fan tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.
Stimulated by the cold coffee, he finally perked up.
"What should I do now?"
Cheng Weiguang asked cautiously.
"The treatment is complete!"
"The rest depends on the old man's luck."
Lin Fan waved his hands weakly.
"Um."
Cheng Weiguang nodded.
Everyone has done what they should do, and all the rest can only be left to God.
Yang Faming asked someone to come over and remove all the things in the house.
Everything was cleaned up and everyone was staring at each other.
The waiting process is really too painful.
Cheng Weiting went out to the corridor and smoked several cigarettes.
At this moment, it was completely dark outside.
"Mr. Lin, we've put so much effort into this, it shouldn't be ineffective, right?"
Cheng Shaotang couldn't help but say.
"If it really doesn't work, then there's nothing we can do."
"Everyone has done their best. The old man won't blame you."
Lin Fan answered seriously.
This time, Cheng Shaotang unexpectedly did not refute.
The scene just now was something he had rarely seen since he was a child.
Not only did everyone gather together, but they also worked towards the same goal.
Division of labor, cooperation, hard work!
The estrangement and suspicion that had existed for many years seemed to have weakened.
This kind of cooperation is very cohesive and makes us feel more like a family.
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