Upon hearing the news, Kang Ping stepped forward quickly and said, "Madam Yang, I have a medicine here. It was given to me by Ah Xu before she left yesterday. She said that if your son has a fever, melting it in water and feeding it to him might save him."
Madam Yang, who was praying towards the inner room door with her hands clasped together, suddenly had an astonishing light in her eyes.
"What medicine?! Where is it? I'll go feed it to Zheng'er..."
Kang Ping took out two small paper bags from his waist purse and said, "Feed these once in the morning and evening."
Mrs. Yang hurriedly took it and opened it carefully. Inside the paper package was a small pile of white powder. She took a look at it and closed it again with care, then walked towards the inner room.
"Madam, wait a minute, this medicine looks very strange. Doctor Kang, do you know what this medicine is called?" asked Doctor Qiao.
Jiang Huaixu did not tell Kang Ping, so Kang Ping naturally didn't know. At the same time, he was a little depressed about Doctor Qiao's obstruction.
Yesterday, he had wanted to take advantage of the time when they were discussing emergency prescriptions to say a few good words for Jiang Huaixu in front of Doctor Qiao, but just as he opened his mouth, the old man scolded him.
They said he was fooling around with a little girl, and that he was playing with human life... But if it weren't for Jiang Huaixu, Yang Zheng might have died yesterday. Compared to watching someone die without helping, what's the difference between him playing with human life?
Thoughts raced through his mind, but Kang Ping remained calm on the surface. "I don't know. Don't worry, Doctor Qiao. Since Ah Xu brought someone back from the brink of death, there shouldn't be any problems with the medicine she gave me."
"Doctor Kang, what you said is right. Thank you for your kindness, Doctor Qiao. I'll go in first." Mrs. Yang was a little impatient.
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