Huang Dayou finished recounting his experience in one breath. Nurse Xiaoli had already brought a plate of steamed buns and a pot of hot porridge with the nurse, which were nutritious meals prepared by the hospital kitchen for the next day.
Huang Dayou has been very hungry for a while. The little food he sometimes begged for on the road would be fed to his uncle first. Most of the time, he used his body to resist. Now his body is already skinny and bones. Smelling the aroma of steamed buns and meat porridge, I couldn't help but swallow hard.
When Zhou Wen saw Xiaoli handing him the steamed buns, he dissuaded him: "Don't eat the steamed buns. Drink some hot porridge first to let your stomach get used to it. Then bring him a bowl."
Huang Dayou impatiently took over a casserole full of meat porridge, brought it directly to his mouth and took a big sip without fear of burning it. While drinking the porridge, he said vaguely: "I don't need a bowl, I just drink it like this." .”
Zhou Wen didn't bother him anymore, but he smiled bitterly in his heart.
Thinking of the process of getting acquainted with Huang Yisheng, I used some caution. At that time, in order to trial-produce a semi-automatic rifle as soon as possible, I had some impure intentions from the beginning of my relationship with him, so I kept a certain distance from him in subsequent interactions, and did not reveal my family background or details.
If Huang Yisheng knew that Fuyuan Company, which now has branches in major cities in the north, belonged to his own family, it would be completely trivial for him to quietly come to Taiyuan from Peiping. As long as the Fuyuan Store in Peking makes a call, he can pick up the person at any small station along the Zhengtai Railway and pick him up without anyone noticing.
Now when people are desperate, they want to come to him. Zhou Wen feels a little ashamed when he thinks about it. He hopes that Huang Yisheng can survive this situation, treat others well in the future, and make up for the apology in his heart.
While he was thinking about it, Huang Dayou drank all the pot of meat porridge and smashed his mouth with unsatisfied thoughts, but his eyes were focused on the plate of white bread.
Zhou Wen smiled and handed him a thick cotton military coat brought by the nurse and said: "You can't eat anymore. After you recover for a day or two, I will take you out for a big meal. What you need most now is Get some sleep, your uncle is a good friend of mine, so just leave it to us."
Huang Dayou's expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "Oops, I accidentally drank all the porridge, and my uncle has nothing to eat."
Zhou Wen was amused by his slow reaction and reached out to pat his shoulder. Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, he found Feng Tianpei sticking his head out of the emergency room and looking at him solemnly to signal.
Zhou Wen's heart sank and he hurried in.
Feng Tianpei whispered: "The situation is not good. The slough from the wound has been cleaned, but the infection lasted for too long, and his entire cardiopulmonary function was severely exhausted. It's up to you, senior brother. As long as he can survive today, there is hope." .”
At this time, a nurse had already helped Zhou Wen put on a white coat. Zhou Wen quickly walked to the operating table and saw that Huang Yisheng's chest had been wrapped with a bandage, but he was breathing lightly and had fallen into a deep coma.
Zhou Wen did not dare to neglect, and quickly stretched out his hand to press on his left chest, and the Prajna Qi slowly entered.
However, the normally miraculous Prajna Qi had no effect after entering Huang Yisheng's body. With his sharp perception, he found that Huang Yisheng's heartbeat began to gradually weaken. Zhou Wen felt anxious and looked at Feng Tianpei with a solemn expression for help.
Feng Tianpei was now familiar with Zhou Wen's Prajna Qi, and he said loudly: "We can't use conventional methods. Senior brother, you have to find a way to activate his heartbeat."
Zhou Wen suddenly thought of the treatment of using electric shock to restore heart beating in later generations. The current hospital does not have such equipment, so he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Although the prajna energy is not destructive, who knows that suddenly exerting force on the heart will cause Won't it be counterproductive?
But Zhou Wen knew that if he delayed any longer, Huang Yisheng's heart would stop beating soon, and by then the gods would not be able to save him.
At that moment, he gritted his teeth and accumulated the Prajna Qi in his palms for a moment. Then, he pressed hard against Huang Yisheng's heart and exhaled all the Prajna Qi. He immediately felt that Huang Yisheng's heart began to beat, and Feng Tianpei, who had been checking his pulse next to him, He said loudly: "It's beating. Don't use force now. Use normal input methods."
Zhou Wen heard the sound and slowed down the input speed of Prajna Qi. After a while, he found that Huang Yisheng's heartbeat began to weaken. Under Feng Tianpei's command, he repeated the stimulation. After three times, Huang Yisheng's heartbeat finally stabilized, and the two of them were sweating profusely. The ground breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Tianpei said with a happy face: "Senior brother, your magical internal power has another effect. In the future, patients and wounded people like this can be saved."
Zhou Wen had a wry smile on his face. If he did this a few more times, the Prajna energy in his beads would be exhausted.
When Zhou Wen walked out of the emergency room with a tired look on his face, he found that it was already dawn, and standing outside were Zhang Xiaoping and Cui Xiaolu who came after hearing the sound.
Zhou Wen didn't see Huang Dayou at a glance, and was about to speak when he heard a steady breathing sound next to him. When he lowered his head, he saw that Huang Dayou was wrapped in a military coat and fell asleep on the bench in the emergency room.
Cui Xiaolu whispered: "He didn't want to go to sleep, so he had to stay at the door, and then he fell asleep at some point."
Zhou Wen sighed and said: "Although Commissioner Huang's nephew is a bit naive, he is a very affectionate person. He has suffered a lot along the way. I don't know how many days and nights he hasn't slept. Let him sleep for a while."
When Cui Xiaolu heard Zhou Wen mention the words "love and sex", she couldn't help but glance at him with her big eyes, meaning that you still know about love and sex?
Zhou Wen didn't dare to look at her, coughed awkwardly, and motioned for Zhang Xiaoping to go outside to talk.
He wanted to explain Liu Ruolan's arrangements. He was originally going to take her out to visit Taiyuan City today, but now Huang Yisheng is not out of danger and he can't leave.
Of course, these words cannot be said in front of Cui Xiaolu. He has not yet thought about how to explain this matter to Cui Xiaolu. Things like relationships are really messy and confusing. He himself has no experience in this area and just wants to give less. It hurts others a little bit.
Now we can only let Zhang Xiaoping explain to Liu Ruolan, and let Liu Ruoshui, the eldest brother, entertain his girl first.
Then someone called Zhao Changshu. After all, Zhao Changshu and Huang Yisheng were real close friends.
By the afternoon, Huang Yisheng's condition finally stabilized. Although he was still sleeping, his heartbeat and breathing had stabilized.
Feng Tianpei said happily: "Fortunately, our Ziqinghong medicine has a certain anti-inflammatory effect, as well as the miraculous effect of your inner energy, senior brother. Otherwise, his condition would most likely not be cured."
Zhou Wen knew that there were no effective anti-inflammatory drugs yet. As long as the wound was infected and inflamed, the average wounded person could only rely on his own physical strength to resist, and the mortality rate was very high.
