Xia Ruofei carefully poured the precious medicinal soup into the thermos flask. He even used the power of space to transfer all the remaining medicinal soup from the walls of the bowl into the thermos flask. It could be said that not a single drop was left.
He was looking forward to it, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
If the Heart Congealing Grass didn't achieve the expected effect, then he really had to prepare for a long battle. Taking the Spirit Pregnancy Soup every seven days would be a very long process.
Then, Xia Ruofei wouldn't be able to fulfill his promise to Master Song.
Xia Ruofei put the thermos flask into his shoulder bag and told Xia Qing to transplant the Heart Congealing Grass to Realm Heart Island as soon as possible. He then left the space and returned to the outside world.
Xia Ruofei drove back to the military general hospital.
He arrived at the intensive care unit with his shoulder bag slung over his shoulder. After greeting Fang Liyun and Song Wei, he went into Song Qiming's ward alone.
Xia Ruofei didn't tell Fang Liyun and Song Wei that he was going to use a new medicine on Song Qiming today. This was to prevent the two of them from worrying about their gains and losses and feeling uneasy outside.
Anyway, if this bowl of medicinal soup worked, Song Qiming might wake up today. Then, it would be a surprise for Fang Liyun and Song Wei. If it didn't achieve the expected effect, it would be useless to tell them in advance.
The intensive care unit was very quiet. Only the rhythmic beeping of the medical equipment could be heard from time to time.
The equipment showed that Song Qiming's vital signs were very stable.
Of course, all of this was under the premise of the equipment. If there wasn't a ventilator and other medical equipment, Song Qiming might not even be able to live for more than five minutes.
Xia Ruofei walked to the bed, took out the thermos flask from his shoulder bag, and placed it on the bedside table. Then, he turned his gaze to Song Qiming.
Song Qiming was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. However, the swelling on his face and head had basically subsided. The wound on his head was still clearly visible. His body was covered with wires of various colors. The ventilator tube was inserted through his nose and connected directly to his trachea.
It was obvious that Song Qiming's condition was very critical. However, Xia Ruofei knew very well that Song Qiming's body was fine. The main reason he was unconscious was because his Knowledge Sea was damaged.
Modern medical methods had no way of dealing with damage to the soul.
Xia Ruofei first sat down and put his hand on Song Qiming's wrist. His spiritual power penetrated his body and went straight to his sea of consciousness.
Ever since the medicinal properties of the Spirit Pregnant Soup were completely absorbed, his Sea of Consciousness had not improved any further. However, the situation had not worsened either. From the outside, it was still in a terrible state, which was a shocking sight to behold.
Xia Ruofei withdrew his spiritual power, then took out the jade stones used to set up the array and threw them out.
Under the support of his mental power, each piece of jade quickly and accurately landed in the corresponding position. When the last piece of jade was in place, the formation was instantly activated.
At this time, whether it was the doctors on duty or the monitoring hall in the operating area, the image of the ward would become very blurry.
However, this was not the first time this had happened. Moreover, the higher-ups had specifically instructed that even if the doctors on duty found out, they would not interfere, let alone find someone to check if the monitoring system was faulty.
After setting up the formation, Xia Ruofei stood up and opened the thermos flask. Then, he gently pinched Song Qiming's chin. At the same time, he used his spiritual power to extract the medicinal liquid from the thermos flask. It drew an arc in the air and fell into Song Qiming's slightly opened mouth.
Xia Ruofei used his spiritual power to wrap the medicinal liquid and directly sent it into Song Qiming's stomach.
It was no exaggeration to say that this medicinal soup was almost priceless because the resources used to make it were enough to cultivate several high-level Qi Refinement cultivators.
Therefore, Xia Ruofei treasured it very much. He did not even let go of the few remaining drops of medicinal liquid. He used his spiritual power to wrap them all up and sent them all into Song Qiming's stomach.
Then, Xia Ruofei used the Cloud Contact Nine Needles technique to perform acupuncture on Song Qiming to promote the release and absorption of the medicinal liquid.
After finishing the acupuncture, Xia Ruofei waited for a while. Then, he directly reached out and gently placed his hand on Song Qiming's wrist. With a hint of nervousness, he penetrated his spiritual power into Song Qiming's meridians and probed in the direction of his sea of consciousness.
When his spiritual power reached the periphery of Song Qiming's sea of consciousness, he could not help but show a hint of joy on his face.
The medicinal soup made from the Heart Congealing Grass was effective!
He could clearly feel that Song Qiming's broken sea of consciousness was slowly recovering under the effect of the spiritual medicine.
Although this speed was not fast, it was much faster than when he took the Spirit Pregnant Soup.
Moreover, Xia Ruofei could feel that the medicinal power of the Heart Congealing Grass was obviously more vigorous. According to this speed of recovery, it should take a long time for it to be completely absorbed.
Xia Ruofei withdrew his spiritual power. He was very happy. This time, Song Qiming's chances of recovering his consciousness were higher.
He first took back the jade stones that were arranged around the bed.
After removing the formation, Xia Ruofei was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he sat down in front of the bed.
Every once in a while, he would go over to take Song Qiming's pulse. In fact, he was using his spiritual power to check on the recovery progress of Song Qiming's sea of consciousness.
Xia Ruofei stayed in the intensive care unit for more than an hour until it was almost noon. He got up again and used his spiritual power to check on Song Qiming's sea of consciousness again.
For more than an hour, Xia Ruofei used his spiritual power many times to check on Song Qiming's sea of consciousness and found that it was slowly recovering. This time, when his spiritual power came to the periphery of Song Qiming's sea of consciousness, he clearly felt a slight difference.
Originally, Song Qiming's sea of consciousness was lifeless, like a silent land of the dead. But this time, Xia Ruofei felt a trace of vitality. Although it was very weak, there was a very obvious feeling of spring returning to the earth, a feeling of withered trees being rejuvenated.
Xia Ruofei could not help but feel excited. He knew very well that this was the precursor to the recovery of consciousness!
The dead sea of consciousness had recovered its vitality. Correspondingly, Song Qiming's brain activity should gradually be reactivated. At least some of the primitive reflexes should be restored.
Xia Ruofei did not hesitate to withdraw his spiritual power. He then stood up and carefully opened Song Qiming's eyelids. He reached into his pocket and took out a small flashlight from the space.
After turning on the flashlight, Xia Ruofei shone it into Song Qiming's eyes.
Sure enough, Song Qiming's pupils instinctively avoided the bright light.
This was the simplest way to check that the light-avoidance reflexes had recovered. This meant that Song Qiming's brain was no longer in a completely silent state.
Xia Ruofei let out a long sigh of relief. He then pressed the call bell at the bedside.
Soon, the doctor on duty's slightly nervous voice came from the intercom. "What happened?"
This was also because the doctor on duty could see the situation in the ward. In addition, the patient's vital signs would also be summarized on the monitoring screen in the duty room. If Song Qiming had been alerted by a certain indicator, the doctor on duty would not have had time to ask about the situation and would have rushed over directly.
Xia Ruofei said, "Please ask Professor Chen to come over! The patient may be regaining consciousness soon … "
"Ah! That's impossible … "The doctor on duty blurted out subconsciously. Then, he quickly said," I'm sorry! I … I'll inform Professor Chen immediately! "
After a while, Professor Chen hurried over with two neurosurgeons.
What surprised Xia Ruofei was that Ge Jun had also followed Professor Chen to the ICU.
Ge Jun nodded slightly at Xia Ruofei as a greeting, but did not say anything.
However, Professor Chen could not wait to ask, "Mr. Xia, I heard from the doctor on duty that you told him that Secretary Song may be regaining consciousness soon?"
Xia Ruofei nodded and said, "Professor Chen, Uncle Song has recovered some of his basic reflexes. It seems that my treatment was right. I believe that he will regain consciousness soon!"
"How is that possible?" Professor Chen was dumbfounded.
However, he quickly reacted. He strode over to the bed and began a preliminary examination of Song Qiming.
As Professor Chen examined him, he subconsciously let out a gasp of surprise.
Pain reflexes, light-avoidance reflexes …
If Professor Chen had thought that Song Qiming was brain dead before, then he had come to a completely different conclusion now.
Even if Song Qiming had not regained consciousness yet, it was obvious that his brain was not dead. In fact, it seemed to be gradually recovering.
When the EEG was done, Professor Chen was finally completely shocked.
He stammered, "This … this is too … too miraculous! The patient's brain activity is already very active … "
After the surgery on the day of the accident, Song Qiming's EEG was almost a straight line. Although it still showed some abnormalities now, it was very close to a normal EEG.
Xia Ruofei stood calmly to the side. He was already past the point of excitement.
He knew very well that as Song Qiming's sea of consciousness regained its vitality, Song Qiming's brain would naturally start working normally. There was no suspense about this. The only suspense was how long it would take for Song Qiming to wake up.
After all, the soul was in the consciousness. Not only was Song Qiming's consciousness withered, but his soul had also fallen into a deep sleep to protect itself.
The equipment in the intensive care unit was very complete. Most of the examinations could be carried out at the bedside. Professor Chen was busy at Song Qiming's bedside in high spirits, repeatedly carrying out various examinations.
Professor Chen was surprised to find that Song Qiming's condition was still improving during the examination.
This could no longer be described as a miracle. It was simply a miracle!
Ge Jun stood beside Xia Ruofei and said with a smile, "Junior Xia, I admire you! It seems that Secretary Song will be fine … "
Xia Ruofei said modestly, "I was just lucky! It just so happens that I have some experience in treating brain injuries. In terms of comprehensive medical skills, I can't compare to you, Senior Ge! "
Ge Jun laughed and said, "I don't think so! Junior Xia, seeing that you're so outstanding, I feel that I've really lived to … "
He originally wanted to say that he had lived to the point of being a dog, but on second thought, it didn't seem appropriate to describe himself like that, so he suddenly stopped.
Xia Ruofei felt a burst of laughter. He glanced at Ge Jun and said, "Senior Ge, don't belittle yourself. If you're so modest, then 99% of the Chinese medicine doctors in Huaxia would probably find a piece of tofu and kill themselves …"
Just as the two of them were praising each other, a burst of suppressed cheers came from the bedside.
Xia Ruofei and Ge Jun looked in the direction of the sound and saw Professor Chen's face flushed with excitement. He murmured, "Incredible … It's incredible … His breathing and heartbeat have all recovered … Oh my God …"
Xia Ruofei and Ge Jun looked at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces.
At this time, Xia Ruofei's cell phone in his pocket vibrated.
Xia Ruofei took it out and saw that it was Song Wei calling, so he walked to the door and answered the call.
It turned out that Fang Liyun and Song Wei had been waiting in the hall outside the intensive care unit. They saw that Xia Ruofei had been in there for so long, and it was almost lunchtime, so they couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Then they saw Professor Chen walk in with several doctors in a hurry, and they became even more worried.
Fang Liyun and Song Wei had been waiting anxiously outside the door. They wanted to call Xia Ruofei to ask about the situation, but they were also worried that something might have happened to Song Qiming and that they would disturb Xia Ruofei if they called at this time.
After hesitating for a while, Song Wei decided to call Xia Ruofei because she couldn't help it.
Besides, she knew Xia Ruofei's ability very well. She knew that even if Xia Ruofei was in the middle of saving Song Qiming, he wouldn't be disturbed by a phone call.
Xia Ruofei couldn't help but laugh when he heard the reason. He said, "Weiwei, wait a minute!"
Then he covered the phone's receiver, walked back to the bed, and said to Professor Chen, "Professor Chen, Uncle Song's family is outside and they are a little worried. Can you let them in? I promise they won't interfere with the treatment!"
Song Qiming's identity was very special, and Xia Ruofei was his "elder" in theory, so Professor Chen couldn't refuse such a small request. He nodded without hesitation and said, "No problem!"
Then he turned to one of his graduate students, who was also participating in the examination, and said, "Xiao Li, go and bring Secretary Song's wife and daughter in!"
"Yes, sir!" the graduate student Xiao Li said immediately, then walked to the door of the ward.
Xia Ruofei let go of the phone's receiver and said with a smile, "Weiwei, Professor Chen has already sent someone to pick you up. Come in and talk! Don't worry! Uncle Song is fine! "
"Oh! Okay! "Song Wei's voice was trembling. Xia Ruofei could tell that she was a little nervous.
Not long after hanging up, Professor Chen's student Xiao Li came in with Fang Liyun and Song Wei, who had changed into isolation suits.
Fang Liyun asked nervously as soon as she came in, "Ruofei, what happened? Why are there so many people here? "
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