Chapter 211 Someone comes to pick peaches!
Zhang Shan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right away!"
A few minutes later, he led in an old Chinese doctor with a kind face.
"Sister-in-law, this is Jiang Dayun, the most skilled Chinese medicine doctor in the hospital."
Wen Kexin said politely: "Doctor Jiang, please help me see if my husband's condition has improved?"
Dr. Jiang came for the consultation a few days ago. Not only was Western medicine helpless, but Chinese medicine was also powerless.
Hearing Zhang Shan say that Song Mo's condition had improved significantly, he was puzzled and hurried to the ward to check.
I found that the dead look on Song Mo’s face had basically disappeared.
He hurriedly stretched out his thumb and index finger and placed them on Song Mo's inch joint. He felt that the patient's pulse was much stronger than a few days ago, and he was secretly amazed.
Wen Kexin saw that he had finished taking her pulse and asked humbly, "Doctor, can he use herbs like ginseng and ganoderma lucidum?"
Doctor Jiang nodded and said, "Ginseng is expensive and scarce, and so is Ganoderma lucidum. They are both warming and tonic medicines. If you have them, you can give them to the patient. Let me prescribe a prescription, and the effect will be better."
Wen Kexin was overjoyed and said gratefully, "Thank you, Doctor Jiang!"
"You're welcome. Song Mo's pulse is much stronger. What medicine did you give him?"
Wen Kexin didn't want to tell anyone about the use of the colorful lotus seeds.
The colorful lotus seeds produced in the space are rare medicinal materials that are hard to come by. They are more valuable than ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.
If you tell me and someone asks you where I got it from, how would you answer?
She gave Song Mo a few pills, which significantly improved his vitality.
As for herbs like ginseng and ganoderma, she would like to consult before using them.
I could only evade the question by saying, "I came and whispered in his ear. Maybe he knew I was coming?"
Doctor Jiang nodded repeatedly and said, "What the girl said makes sense. Some things cannot be explained by science. Therefore, I advocate notifying the injured's family not only from a humanitarian standpoint, but also to give the injured a last chance of survival."
Wen Kexin suddenly realized that it was thanks to Dr. Jiang that she was able to receive the notice.
It can be said that Dr. Jiang is Song Mo’s lifesaver.
"Thank you!"
At the same time, she was very happy in her heart, because the effects of these two medicinal herbs would be better when used in space.
After taking a look at the prescription Dr. Jiang had written, he discovered that there was space for several rare medicinal materials.
She quickly remembered something and asked curiously, "Doctor Jiang, your name is also a Chinese herbal medicine. I met Doctor Zhou Dahuang and his apprentice Danggui when I was in my hometown."
Doctor Jiang said with great surprise: "Zhou Dahuang is my junior fellow apprentice, and Danggui is my nephew. I haven't heard from them for a long time. Are they okay?"
"Both the master and the disciple are fine."
"I didn't expect you to have a connection with them. Let me take a look at the herbs you brought to see how effective they are. I personally have some herbs in my hands."
Wen Kexin could tell that Dr. Jiang was trying to be nice to her.
If the quality of the herbs he brought was not good enough, he wanted to use the private storage.
She firmly believes that the Chinese herbal medicines produced in space are the best.
He pretended to take out the ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, and several precious medicines on the prescription from his pocket.
Doctor Jiang looked at these herbs and soon discovered the rich spiritual energy in them. He praised them repeatedly, "They are all top-grade herbs. Hurry up and boil them and give them to the wounded. It should be effective."
Wen Kexin saw that Dr. Jiang's eyes were honest and he had no intention of asking about the reason. She secretly admired him.
Doctor Jiang quickly thought of something and said, "Call me after you take the medicine. I want to give you acupuncture to make the medicine take effect as soon as possible."
Wen Kexin understood that Dr. Jiang was doing this out of respect for their acquaintance.
"Thank you!"
After seeing off Dr. Jiang, Wen Kexin looked for a place to boil the medicine. When she walked out of the ward, she saw a young nurse coming over with an IV.
I was wondering in my heart, why are you here just now?
However, the Chinese medicine doctor that the attending physician had promised to invite was nowhere to be seen.
She didn't want to care about these things and hurried to make the medicine.
This hospital should have both Chinese and Western medicine, and have a special place for boiling medicine.
Half an hour later, the medicine was boiled and brought back.
She saw the drip bottle hung up and tentatively asked Zhang Shan who was shaving Song Mo.
"Did a doctor come over just now?"
Zhang Shan shook his head. Wen Kexin guessed that the attending physician was too busy to remember. Still not taking it seriously?
She placed a towel around Song Mo's neck and carefully fed him the boiled medicine with a small spoon.
Song Mo reacted very slowly, and it took him a long time to swallow a mouthful of food.
Judging from this point of view, Song Mo should be conscious and will be waking up soon.
She remembered that communication could help the patient wake up as soon as possible, so she fed him the medicine while mumbling, "Be good, drink the medicine well. This medicine is worth a fortune..."
Zhang Shan, who was cleaning the stubble from the razor after shaving, was suddenly shocked. Is what his sister-in-law said true? Or is it fake? A dose of medicine worth a thousand gold?
Wen Kexin continued to chatter: "Not only are there thirty-year-old ginseng in here, but also top-grade Ganoderma lucidum..."
Zhang Shan didn't know Chinese medicine, but he had heard of ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum. He murmured in his heart, thinking that his sister-in-law was lying, and this medicine was indeed worth a fortune.
I remembered that Dr. Jiang told me to go to him for acupuncture after taking the medicine, so I hurried to find him.
At this moment, Song Mo, who was in a coma, was indeed conscious. The words of his young wife quickly entered his mind, and it took him a long time to react. These Chinese medicines must have been found by his young wife with great effort.
A strong obsession with survival formed in my mind. I wanted to wake up and recover as soon as possible.
After taking the medicine, Wen Kexin was about to ask Zhang Shan to go find Dr. Jiang.
It was discovered that Zhang Shan had brought the person back.
I was overjoyed, "Doctor Jiang, I just fed the medicine to Song Mo, thank you for your help."
"You're welcome. Such good medicine must be absorbed by the wounded as soon as possible. Maybe the person will wake up soon."
As he spoke, he gave the acupuncture in time.
Wen Kexin was very impressed when she saw the other party's smooth acupuncture.
"Doctor Jiang, you're amazing!"
"It's just a small matter!"
Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed profound. Before he pulled out the needle, Song Mo slowly opened his eyes.
Wen Kexin, who was observing, found that the man woke up. She was so excited that her nose wings fluttered a few times and tears flowed uncontrollably, "Song Mo, you finally woke up, how do you feel?"
Song Mo's gaze turned to the people in the ward and finally landed on Wen Kexin's face.
With a hoarse voice, he said with difficulty: "Wife..."
Although the voice was very soft and trembling, Wen Kexin heard it clearly.
I think back to the days when I was frightened, terrified, and uneasy, and how I racked my brains to find a solution.
All the negative influences accumulated in my heart burst out and turned into one sentence, "Bad guy, you scared me to death!"
Song Mo reached out his big hand and apologetically took hold of her soft and delicate little hand, shaking it gently a few times.
It seemed as if he was comforting her, or as if he was telling her something.
Wen Kexin's resentment turned into heartache, and she asked gently, "Are you hungry? I'll make you some millet porridge."
Song Mo nodded slightly and said, "Okay!"
Wen Kexin looked at the doctor who put away the silver needle and said, "Doctor Jiang, I'm going to make some millet porridge. Would you like to have a bowl later?"
Doctor Jiang waved his hand and kindly reminded, "No need! Song Mo just woke up, it would be best to eat a simple vegetarian diet for two days to regulate his stomach."
"Um!"
Half an hour later, Wen Kexin had cooked a thick porridge with dates, longans, lotus seeds and millet.
When I returned to the ward with a small bowl of porridge, I heard a lot of noise in the ward. It sounded like the proud voice of the attending physician.
"I said that giving the injured person intravenous injections should be effective. Look, the person who has been in a coma for several days has woken up, right..."
Wen Kexin complained strongly in her heart: Someone is here to pick peaches!
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