Chapter 218 Old Chief
Nurse Xiao Wang snorted in her heart, it’s your fault for looking down on others. If you want to beg me for help, you must pay the price!
Not to mention that Xiao Tingting was tricked.
When Nurse Xiao Wang arrived at Captain Song's ward, she found that not only had his temperature and blood pressure been measured, but they had also been neatly filled in the record book.
Wen Kexin found out that the person was the nurse who came to check on the ward last time, and asked in confusion, "Why is it your turn?"
Nurse Xiao Wang smiled and sold Xiao Tingting out, saying, "I'm sorry, Nurse Xiao, is she frustrated?"
Wen Kexin nodded slightly, "Yeah!"
The two smiled knowingly.
Wen Kexin asked anxiously: "Nurse, my Song Mo's temperature is 37.5 degrees. Is this considered a low-grade fever?"
"It's a slight fever, but I don't think it's a big deal. Go ask the doctor and see what he says." Nurse Xiao Wang said and left.
Wen Kexin looked through the record book and realized that Song Mo's body temperature had been about the same over the past few days. She secretly blamed herself for being careless.
Seeing Li Si coming, he said, "Brother Li, stay with him in the ward. I'll go ask Doctor Jiang."
"Sister-in-law, go ahead."
Wen Kexin went to the doctor's office and said, "Master, I have neglected this for the past few days. Song Mo has had a low-grade fever these days. What medicine do you think he should take?"
Doctor Jiang patiently explained, "I know about this, it's a normal phenomenon. Don't worry, I was just about to prescribe him a Chinese medicine. If you still have the herbs you brought, it's better to use the one you brought."
Wen Kexin nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay!"
Doctor Jiang continued with a serious expression, "Ke Xin, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you. Today, the hospital received a critically ill patient. He is an old army commander who had a hidden wound on his head from a previous battle. This time, his old wound recurred but he insisted on commanding the battle and passed out only after the battle was over. The director meant to go all out to rescue him, using both Chinese and Western medicine. I prescribed a Chinese medicine, but I'm worried that it won't work. Can you provide me with some support with the top-quality herbs you have? No matter what herbs are used, I'll pay for it at the market price."
Wen Kexin found these words pleasing to the ear, especially since they were spoken by the old commander of the army who was commanding the battle.
To make it reasonable, she patiently explained: "Master, I not only brought the herbs with me, but also consigned a lot of herbs and finished medicines. Can I see your prescription? As for the price, it doesn't matter."
This child is young, but he has such a broad mind.
Doctor Jiang handed over the prescription gratefully.
Wen Kexin took a look and saw that the prescription contained ginseng and ganoderma lucidum, as well as several other medicinal materials that were already in the space.
"Uncle Master, saving lives is like putting out a fire. I'll go back and get the medicine."
Wen Kexin returned to the ward and saw Li Si chatting with Song Mo. When they saw her come back, they stopped talking in time.
Without thinking much, she hurriedly took out seven or eight kinds of Chinese medicinal herbs grown in the space from her backpack and left.
Song Mo, who had no idea that he was sinister, was trying to trick Li Si into telling him about his work in the radio factory and how he had been framed and suppressed.
She handed the herbs to Dr. Jiang.
Doctor Jiang picked up the herbs and smelled them carefully, then said in surprise, "Thank you so much. With these herbs, the old leader will definitely be able to come back to life. I found that these herbs are very spiritual. No wonder the first aid medicine you developed is so effective."
Wen Kexin explained: "Master, I collected these herbs from the deep mountains. Maybe the mountains where we live have spiritual energy."
Doctor Jiang nodded repeatedly and said, "I think so too. I will definitely go and have a look when I have the chance in the future."
Wen Kexin muttered to herself, don’t come, even if you go deep into the mountains, you won’t find such magical medicinal herbs.
We can only improvise when the time comes.
"Uncle Master, I'll go back and make some medicine."
"Go ahead. I'll report this first and hurry up to give the herbs to the old leader. I'll send the money to you later."
"Uncle Master, the money is not urgent, saving people is the most important thing."
Doctor Jiang's eyes suddenly moistened, "You are a good child, uncle will listen to you."
Wen Kexin took the prescription that Dr. Jiang wrote for Song Mo, found a place where no one was around, took out the herbs in the space and boiled the medicine.
More than half an hour later, she boiled the medicine and brought it into the ward.
Then Song Mo said to Li Si seriously: "Your sister-in-law is here, you should go back and have a rest!"
Wen Kexin didn't take it seriously, thinking that Song Mo came to see her and didn't want any outsiders around.
She also hoped that they were the only ones in the ward.
She patiently explained, "So you've had a low-grade fever these past few days. I just went to ask Doctor Jiang to prescribe some medicine. Drink it while it's hot."
"There's no rush to take the medicine. You've suffered so much injustice, why didn't you tell me?"
Wen Kexin was secretly shocked, and thinking of the straight man Li Si who had left, she immediately understood a little bit.
"You're asking about the radio factory, right? I can handle it. Besides, it's nothing."
Song Mo said guiltily: "Wife, I thought you had nothing to do in your hometown, so I agreed to let you make medicine. I didn't expect you to be so busy trying to do both. It's all my fault for causing trouble for you..."
"How can you be blamed for this? I didn't expect it."
"What's going on? I want to know the truth."
Wen Kexin then explained the whole thing clearly, and then said: "If I knew about the pharmaceutical business, I would never agree to Master..."
Song Mo asked cautiously: "How old is the old director of the scrap recycling station you mentioned? What is his character like?"
Wen Kexin felt that his tone was wrong and said unhappily, "Master is over 50 years old and will retire in a few years. His character is impeccable. What are you thinking about?"
Song Mo would not admit that he was narrow-minded, and he defended himself by saying, "Wife, I am afraid that you will meet a bad guy. By the way, why did that bastard factory manager plot against you? Don't work for him anymore."
Wen Kexin said fairly: "In fact, Director Wang is just a little obsessed with power and wants to get the technology in his hands. I didn't want to follow his wishes. I wanted my father to be in charge of the technology because I was worried that he wouldn't be able to outsmart the other party. Later, Li Si came and I wanted to teach him the technology, but he is a little slow in learning technology, so I can only teach him slowly."
Song Mo thought of the little calculation just now, and immediately smiled and said: "Li Si is indeed a little silly, but his character is fine."
Noticing that the dark clouds had dispersed, Wen Kexin said fiercely, "Look how nervous you are? Shouldn't you take medicine now?"
Song Mo felt that his wife was dissatisfied with him, so he immediately put away his worry and said honestly: "I listen to my wife!"
Wen Kexin was in a good mood.
After Song Mo finished drinking the medicine, she briefly told him about Dr. Jiang's request for medicine, but she didn't say what kind of medicine it was.
Song Mo said worriedly: "I wonder which old leader is sick? Is it Chief Chen..."
Wen Kexin shook her head and suddenly asked alertly: "What's Chief Chen's name?"
Song Mo immediately understood what she meant and said calmly: "I asked the leader, the old leader's name is Chen Guoqing, not Chen Yanqing. I asked a lot of people, no one knows Chen Yanqing, I think it is very likely that he was sacrificed."
Wen Kexin certainly knew that countless heroes had sacrificed their lives in the three major battles.
Perhaps her grandfather was among them, and disappointment filled her heart.
Two names kept flashing through my mind: Chen Guoqing and Chen Yanqing.
Suddenly thinking of something, he said anxiously: "Do you think my grandfather will change his name? During the period of celebrating the founding of the People's Republic of China, many people changed their names to National Day."
Song Mo's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Wife, what you said makes sense. When Zhang Shan comes, let him go and find out."
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