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Hengfeng Hospital's Chinese medicine pharmacy was very professional. It had all the necessary facilities to brew Chinese medicine.
There was a charcoal stove, a casserole pot, and a special bucket of rootless water.
Xia Ruofei put the herbs into the casserole pot, added an appropriate amount of rootless water, and started the stove to brew the medicine.
The process of brewing medicine was very boring, but he couldn't be distracted at all times.
Although it was just a deceptive medicinal soup, Xia Ruofei still strictly followed the procedures described in the online information and spent more than half an hour to brew the medicine.
He poured the medicinal soup into a porcelain bowl specially used for Chinese medicine, and then poured the remaining unused herbs into the stove together with the dregs, and burned them all.
In this way, even if a brilliant Chinese medicine doctor came, he wouldn't be able to find out the specific prescription used in this medicinal soup.
Xia Ruofei vigilantly checked again. After confirming that there was no danger, he summoned the Ling Tu Painting Scroll and took out the container containing the strange flower petals from the space.
After a period of accumulation, there were now 13 strange flower petals. This was under the condition that Xia Ruofei increased the frequency of using the petals to two petals every three days. Otherwise, he could have saved more.
Although the consumption of the strange flower petals would inevitably increase after the farm started operating, and there might even be a situation where he couldn't make ends meet, Xia Ruofei still insisted on constantly strengthening himself.
After experiencing the torture of a terminal illness, Xia Ruofei was very clear that the improvement of his personal strength was real. Otherwise, everything would be fleeting. [Love ↑ go △ little ↑ say △ w]
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Xia Ruofei carefully picked up one of the blue flower petals with a pair of tweezers and put it into the medicinal soup.
The petals instantly dissolved in the medicinal soup without a sound.
He stirred the medicinal soup with a spoon again, and then followed the same method as last time. He placed the porcelain bowl containing the medicinal soup into the Ring-Tu space, and used the difference in the flow of time inside and outside to quickly cool down the medicinal soup in a few minutes.
Xia Ruofei took out the cooled medicine from the space and stored the Spirit Map Scroll into his body. Then, he carried the porcelain bowl out of the room.
For more than half an hour, Dean Qin had been waiting outside the door. He didn't even sit down for a while. He kept pacing back and forth anxiously.
Seeing Xia Ruofei come out, Dean Qin hurried over and asked, "Mr. Xia, is everything settled?"
"Yeah!" Xia Ruofei smiled. "Dean Qin, let's go to the ICU!"
"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work …" Dean Qin hurriedly said.
The two of them hurried to the elevator. Cerebral hemorrhage was very dangerous, especially when Ma Xiong fell into a deep coma so quickly. In this case, the mortality rate was as high as 90%, and they all died within a few hours to a few days. Therefore, the two of them felt a sense of urgency.
As soon as he saw Xia Ruofei and Dean Qin, Ma Zhiming immediately walked over to greet them.
Most of Ma Zhiming's relatives looked at them from afar with complicated expressions. Ma Quan, who was full of crap just now, sneered and looked at Xia Ruofei with disdain.
In fact, not to mention Ma Quan and these relatives, even Dean Qin and the neurologists in the hospital felt that Ma Zhiming was desperate. With such a serious cerebral hemorrhage, he could die at any time. How could Chinese medicine work?
"Xia Sheng!" Ma Zhiming shouted.
"The medicine is ready," Xia Ruofei said with a smile. "There's no time to lose. Let's give it to Mr. Ma right away!"
"Okay, okay …" Ma Zhiming hurriedly said.
He personally accompanied Xia Ruofei, and under the guidance of Dean Qin, they entered the ICU together. Everyone put on sterile clothes and after a set of disinfection procedures, they finally entered Ma Xiong's ward.
This was the first time Ma Zhiming saw his father after returning to Hong Kong.
He saw the gray-haired Ma Xiong lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. He looked very haggard. His body was connected to various wires, and advanced medical equipment was monitoring his body's indicators at all times.
Xia Ruofei couldn't help but look at the skinny old man on the hospital bed. He really couldn't associate him with the tycoon in Hong Kong's business world.
Ma Xiong started from scratch, and after decades of hard work, he accumulated tens of billions of assets. He was a veritable "Jewelry King" in Hong Kong. At the same time, the Hengfeng Group founded by Ma Xiong was also involved in many industries such as catering, medical, finance, and so on. It was a veritable business empire.
However, such a business tycoon was still so vulnerable in the face of a sudden disease.
Xia Ruofei couldn't help but feel that life was fragile. So what if you were rich? If the King of Hell wanted you to die at midnight, you wouldn't be able to live past midnight.
"Daddy …" Ma Zhiming's voice was a little choked.
"Master Ming, Mr. Ma is now in a deep coma, and he doesn't have any reaction to external stimuli …" Dean Qin whispered.
Xia Ruofei carefully put the medicine on the bedside table, and then said, "There's no time to lose, let's give Mr. Ma the medicine immediately."
Dean Qin quickly said, "Mr. Xia, Mr. Ma doesn't have any swallowing reaction at the moment. Should we perform a gastric intubation first?"
It was very important to give medicine to a patient in a deep coma, because normal people swallowed to let food enter the esophagus, but in a deep coma, there would be no swallowing reaction.
The amount of Chinese medicine was relatively large. If it was directly given, the success rate was very low, and it was even likely that the medicine would choke the lungs.
However, if it was intubated, the patient would suffer because the catheter usually went through the nostrils and directly into the stomach. The process was naturally very painful.
Of course, the patient in a coma generally didn't feel this kind of pain.
Xia Ruofei pondered for a moment and said, "Not for the time being. Let's try feeding him a small amount first. If it doesn't work, then we'll intubate."
"Ah? This … "Dean Qin was shocked." Mr. Xia, this is too dangerous. No, no … "
Dean Qin didn't expect Xia Ruofei to make such a layman's decision. Originally, he didn't have any hope for Chinese medicine treatment. Now, Xia Ruofei's decision made him have a strong doubt of Xia Ruofei's medical skills.
Because Xia Ruofei didn't even understand common sense!
If it wasn't for Ma Zhiming's face, Dean Qin would definitely scold him.
Ma Zhiming said without thinking, "Dean Qin, listen to Xia Sheng!"
"This … this … okay!" Dean Qin sighed and said.
Private hospitals were like this. The other party was a young master, and they had the final say. Professionalism didn't work at all.
Dean Qin simply stood to the side and watched with folded arms, allowing Xia Ruofei to mess around.
Xia Ruofei raised the head of the bed a little, then took a spoon and scooped a small amount of medicinal soup.
He gestured for Ma Zhiming to come over and help support Ma Xiong. Then, he held Ma Xiong's chin and gently forced Ma Xiong's mouth to open a little. He held the spoon in his other hand and put a small amount of medicinal soup into Ma Xiong's mouth little by little.
Dean Qin secretly shook his head as he watched.
Xia Ruofei's actions were too unprofessional.
However, Xia Ruofei was still very calm. After feeding him a small mouthful, he waited for a little while, then scooped a big spoonful and was ready to feed him a second mouthful.
Dean Qin almost couldn't help but stop him. It didn't matter if the first mouthful was small, but the second mouthful was a full spoonful. If Xia Ruofei was allowed to mess around, the patient would be in danger.
However, what surprised Dean Qin was that Xia Ruofei actually smoothly fed him the entire spoonful of medicinal soup, and quickly scooped another spoonful.
Dean Qin took a closer look. When Xia Ruofei was feeding him the medicine, Ma Xiong's throat had an obvious swallowing motion!
Dean Qin's eyeballs almost popped out …
What the hell is going on? Ma Xiong was clearly in a deep coma. How could he suddenly have an automatic swallowing reaction? Could it be that his coma index has increased?
Dean Qin almost directly rushed to the instruments that were monitoring Ma Xiong's vital signs …
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