Chapter 12
Mu Qianqian, who was always paying attention to the situation of the Huo family, heard the news of the explosion in Huo Changfeng's laboratory almost immediately.
The moment she heard the news, she almost couldn't stop herself from laughing out loud.
"Mu Qingxuan, ah Mu Qingxuan, you have finally come to this day. A life worse than death is finally about to befall you."
Mu Qianqian could hardly wait to call Shi Feihua and rush to the hospital together.
"What are we going to the hospital for?" Shi Feihua frowned, somewhat reluctant to go.
It sounds unlucky that a good laboratory suddenly exploded.
Mu Qianqian rolled her eyes and pretended to be worried and said, "He's your cousin after all. If something so serious happens, shouldn't you go and take a look?"
Huo Changfeng has always been cold towards Shi Feihua and never treated him as a younger brother.
Shi Feihua curled his lips in disdain and was about to refuse, but then he remembered that such a big thing had happened to the Huo family, and Mu Qingxuan must be waiting in the hospital.
When Shi Feihua thought of Mu Qingxuan's outstanding face and beautiful figure, he couldn't help swallowing, nodded in agreement, and went to the hospital with Mu Qianqian.
In the operating room.
Huo Changfeng lay quietly on the hospital bed, like a lifeless sculpture.
The doctors and nurses had already done some bleeding control and bandaging on the wounds of all sizes on his body, but there were still some drops of bright red blood seeping through the gauze, spreading wildly like hideous flowers.
He was completely naked, with burns and abrasions all over his chest, arms, and legs. The skin on the burnt areas was a horrible black color, with red and swollen edges, which was shocking.
Mu Qingxuan walked closer, ignoring the flashing lines on the electrocardiogram device beside her, and reached out to feel Huo Changfeng's pulse.
Already quite weak.
The doctor was right. Under normal circumstances, Huo Changfeng would not live more than half an hour, and his family could only prepare for his funeral.
Mu Qingxuan's face darkened.
But that was a normal situation. Now that she was here, she would never let Huo Changfeng die.
She took out a silver needle and slowly inserted it into a hidden acupoint.
This acupoint was recorded in a solitary copy and can only be used on patients whose lives are hanging by a thread, to keep them alive.
After the silver needle was inserted, after a while, the fluctuating lines on the electrocardiogram device became much more stable.
Mu Qingxuan frowned. This alone was not enough.
She thought for a moment, walked out of the operating room, and met the expectant gazes of the Huo family.
Cui Lirong knew that all her hopes were pinned on Mu Qingxuan. She felt uneasy. Seeing her suddenly come out, she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"
Mu Qingxuan opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, another voice suddenly interrupted, "Sister, can't you cure cousin Changfeng?"
"It doesn't matter if it can't be cured. Cousin Changfeng's injury this time is too serious. You are so young. No one will blame you even if it can't be cured."
Although Mu Qianqian didn't know why Huo Changfeng was originally scheduled to die of a sudden illness but ended up being injured in the explosion.
But this did not stop her from coming to laugh at Mu Qingxuan's jokes.
She looked up with a gloating look, a worried expression on her face, but the sneer in her eyes said it all.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Cui Lirong squinted her eyes in dissatisfaction and said in a cold voice: "What do you mean by this? Are you hoping that Xuanxuan can't cure Changfeng and that Changfeng will die?"
Mu Qianqian was stunned.
Although she did have this idea in her mind, she also knew that this thought must not be known to others.
Unless she doesn't want to live anymore.
"No, no, aunt, that's not what I meant..." Mu Qianqian smiled stiffly, and her body stiffened the moment her eyes met Cui Lirong's.
She looked away guiltily.
However, her almost clumsy performance seemed as simple and ridiculous as a child's in the eyes of the old foxes present, and their true thoughts could be seen almost at a glance.
Huo Jianye's eyebrows were twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川", and his expression did not look very good.
"Mom, I need a ginseng that is more than 10 years old."
Huo Changfeng was still lying in the operating room, and Mu Qingxuan had no time to argue with an idiot like Mu Qianqian.
She looked directly at Cui Lirong and put forward her request.
Ginseng has always been a tonic medicinal herb, and it is especially effective in saving the lives of seriously ill people.
Mu Qingxuan needs to give Huo Changfeng acupuncture treatment. One silver needle is not enough to keep him alive. Ginseng must be used to keep him alive in order to buy enough time.
The director's eyes lit up and he said, "I have a ginseng root at home that I have treasured for many years. It seems to be more than 20 years old. I will send someone home to get it right away."
Mu Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you for your hard work. After you get the ginseng, please ask Aunt Wang to boil the ginseng roots into a decoction and send it to the operating room as soon as possible."
In the past two days, under the guidance of Mu Qingxuan, Wang Ma has become quite skilled in preparing prescriptions for Mrs. Huo to treat migraines.
Mu Qingxuan handed the task over to Wang Ma with confidence.
Mother Wang nodded heavily.
Mu Qingxuan returned to the operating room after she had arranged everything.
Cui Lirong held Huo Jianye's hand tightly and asked helplessly: "Is Xuanxuan really okay?"
Huo Jianye said in a deep voice: "We can only choose to believe her now."
The waiting time is always exceptionally long.
Time seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand. Every second became extremely heavy and moved slowly.
The chandelier on the ceiling emitted a pale light, and the light bulbs seemed to be affected by the depressing atmosphere, flickering slightly. Each alternation between light and dark seemed as long as a century.
It was not until Aunt Wang came over with a lunch box that Cui Lirong realized that a whole day had passed.
"Madam, please eat something first. You haven't eaten for a day and a night."
Huo Jianye at least drank a bowl of porridge in the middle, but Cui Lirong didn't drink a drop of water. Her lips were already cracked and her expression was so ugly that it seemed like she would faint in the next second.
Cui Lirong shook her head.
Huo Changfeng was still in the operating room with his life or death in danger, and she really had no appetite to eat.
“Shua——”
Suddenly, the door of the operating room, which had been closed for a whole day, opened to both sides.
Mu Qingxuan walked out with heavy steps.
She met everyone's expectant gazes, took a deep breath, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Dad, Mom, we have lived up to everyone's expectations. Changfeng is out of danger now."
Mu Qingxuan spent the entire day treating Huo Changfeng.
At the most serious time, Huo Changfeng's body was full of silver needles.
Fortunately, he was finally pulled back from the underworld.
Mu Qingxuan licked her lips. Her throat was a little hoarse after not drinking a drop of water for a whole day and night. "Can you ask the doctor to come in and check if there is any problem?"
The doctor who was standing by heard this and hurried in.
A moment later, everyone heard the doctor's voice coming from the operating room: "Director Huo's condition has stabilized!"
Cui Lirong's tears fell instantly, she covered her mouth and cried silently.
Mu Qianqian, who had been waiting for a whole day, stood up in disbelief and screamed, "This is impossible!"
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