Qingshan walked along the corridor on the second floor and checked each ward one by one. The human slaves were skinny, pale and haggard, lying on the hospital beds and receiving nutritional supplements through intravenous drips.
When the slaves saw Chen Qingshan coming, they all showed gratitude on their faces. They were originally kept to feed the vampires before they set off, but they didn't expect that God would have mercy on them and let them meet Qingshan and save their lives.
Qingshan saw that although these slaves were weak, they were in good spirits. Their livers had begun to actively produce blood under the nourishment of spiritual power, and they would be fine as long as they rested for a period of time.
Qingshan pushed open the door of the last ward and saw John lying on the bed. Jenny was sitting beside the bed, holding his hand and whispering to him.
Jenny heard the door open, turned around and saw Qingshan, a bright smile broke out on her face, like bright sunshine.
"Miss Chen, you're here!"
Qingshan nodded, walked closer to John and looked down at him.
After John regained consciousness, he heard Jenny talk about how he was rescued. Now that he saw his savior with his own eyes, he struggled to sit up. Unfortunately, he was too weak. He tried to support himself on the bed with his arms in vain a few times before falling back down.
Qingshan quickly held him down and told him not to move.
"Ms. Chen, thank you, thank you for saving Jenny and saving our lives!"
John had been simply scrubbed, revealing a young and handsome face with gentle brown eyes.
"I should be thanking you. If you hadn't dug a secret passage, we wouldn't be able to enter the underground castle. The vampire army might have already massacred Hong Kong Island."
Qingshan used X-ray vision to carefully examine John's broken leg. The blood vessels had been healed by spiritual power and there was no bleeding. It was just that the skin and muscles needed time to recover.
The area of John's right calf that had to be removed was quite large, and because of the infection, the surrounding skin was a bit red and swollen. John's infection was severe, and although his temperature had returned to normal, he was still receiving an antibiotic drip to reduce the inflammation.
Qingshan understood what was going on, and used his spiritual power to nourish his liver and stimulate blood production, then left the ward. Seeing that there was no one around, Qingshan slipped into the space.
Ruyi didn't know where she had gone, and her computer was gone. Hongdeng had been working hard in Saint Vlad for a long time, and was now resting on the top of her favorite jujube tree. Qingshan didn't disturb her, and went straight to the bamboo house to pick out the Chinese medicine she needed.
Qingshan selected Japanese knotweed, wormwood, old ivy, scutellaria, bupleurum, Xanthium sibiricum and isatis root from the medicine cabinet, added water from Lingtan, and boiled it into a pot of medicinal soup.
This prescription is recorded in Xuan Huizi's medical book. It is called Qibao Xiaoyao Decoction, which is specially used to treat wounds caused by animal bites and gnaws that cause ulceration, infection and suppuration.
After boiling the medicine, Qingshan came out of the space and gave a bowl to Batur and John respectively. Batur was fine, he drank it in one gulp, as if he was drinking strong liquor. However, John had never drunk Chinese medicine before, and his face was distorted because of the bitterness. He retched several times and almost brought on Jenny's morning sickness.
After Qingshan finished treating the injured patients on the second floor, he thought of Zhan Feng and decided to go to the third floor to check on Zhan Kunpeng. If his body temperature remained around 37 degrees, he should have been out of danger.
Arriving at the third floor, Qingshan saw from afar Luo Wenyuan and Zhan Feng sitting opposite Zhan Kunpeng's ward, talking in low voices. When they were happy, Zhan Feng would touch his head and smile foolishly, nodding vigorously to Luo Wenyuan.
Qingshan rolled his eyes and cursed his apprentice in his heart for being useless and too servile.
"What are you two talking about?"
Seeing Qingshan coming over, Luo Wenyuan sat still, stretched out his long arm, pulled Qingshan to his side, and held her little hand tightly.
Qingshan pulled his hand out with force and glared at Luo Wenyuan: Stop touching me in front of your apprentice!
Zhan Feng quickly stood up and stood respectfully beside him, smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.
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