A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 140

Fortunately, God seems to be standing on the side of song QingHan. When he infused the whole bowl of blood into the patient's body, Luo Haihai's eyes flashed a bit of surprise, and said slowly, "his pulse tends to be stable. If I have no mistake, he will be rescued."

When hearing this sentence, song QingHan looked like a family member who finally waited for the result of the operation of his relatives. His body became soft and fell directly on the ground.

Seeing that the operation was finally over, Xuan didn't rush to clean up his things. Instead, he helped song QingHan up and helped him to deal with the wound again. He began to pick up the remnants of the room bit by bit.

The room was filled with the smell of blood. Yuan Haihai slowly straightened up and looked at the patient with a quiet face. His eyes stayed at the wound on his stomach for a long time.

Then, he went to the table where the articles were placed in Yuanyuan Xuan, and carefully looked at the surgical knives and other objects, as well as the extra gastric lesions that were put aside.

"This is a miracle..."

he murmured, turning his head and looking at Song QingHan, who was resting with his eyes closed, a flash of light flashed through his eyes.

Just as he was about to say something, the door suddenly knocked, followed by the wary voice of the shopkeeper.

"I heard a scream just now, but what's wrong with the patient? Mr. Xian himself came to see if he could help him for a few more days. "

Luo Haihai has a look at Song QingHan, but he is talking about yuanxuan.

"Please ask Dr. Luo to open the door. My master's heart is exhausted. Now I need to rest for a while. I can't greet them."

Luo Haihai nodded and opened the door. When facing Xian Lao's face, he nodded gently and did not salute.

Mr. Xian didn't seem to have a problem with this, but he had some doubts in his eyes. He frowned and asked, "how can you be here? What's the smell of blood here? But the patient began to vomit blood? "

When he stepped into the room, he was shocked to see the open wound on the patient's stomach. He pointed to it and said in a trembling voice, "what's going on here?"

He looked a little angry, a pair of ready to look for song QingHan theory appearance, but fortunately Luo Haihai stopped him in time, took the initiative to lead him to the bedside, put the patient's hand into his hand, and said in a soft voice, "you can see what's going on."

The grumpy old Xian did not know why he had some tolerance for Luo Haihai. After hearing this, he did not have any theory. He closed his eyes and felt the patient's pulse carefully.

"Well?"

He suddenly opened his eyes with a puzzled expression on his face.

With a faint smile and an expression of honor, Luo Haihai said slowly, "his illness has been cured by the song doctor."

This words, not only Xian old Leng Leng Leng, even the shopkeeper, also showed a look of shock.

"So fast?"

Old Xian put down the patient's hand and didn't check it more, because good is good, and bad is bad. This kind of thing can't be fake. What's more, Luo Haihai said this, and he didn't need to help song QingHan cheat himself.

"Did you see it all? How did he do it? "

After Xi got up, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

Luo Haihai took a look at the original Xuan and nodded his head. Then he explained: "doctor song opened the patient's stomach, cut a piece of stuff from it, and then sewed it up with needles and thread. He transfused his blood into his body, and it was a success."

Before old Xian had time to sigh that Luo Haihai could even look at a child's eyes, he was attracted by his words.

"No way! Such things are unheard of

Seeing Xian's resolute denial, Luo Haihai didn't give much explanation, but said with a faint smile: "by the way, it's also the Song Dynasty doctor who cured the smallpox epidemic on the desert."

After hearing this, Xian Lao's face could no longer be described as shocked. Shaking his finger at Song QingHan, he lost his voice and said, "is it him?"

The shopkeeper is also shocked. He looks at Song QingHan in disbelief and pinches himself in his hand. When he finds out that everything is not a dream, the mood in his eyes becomes more complicated.

He should have guessed that those who could be introduced by Dr. Luo would be idle people? If song QingHan's request was not too strange, he would not think about it. If he had known that, he would have agreed at that time. Fortunately, it is not too late, otherwise they will miss a new miracle doctor!

Song QingHan listened to the hum in his ear. His consciousness gradually returned and opened his eyelids. When he saw old Xian and the shopkeeper, he shook his body and stood up. He clasped his fists and said, "fortunately, I have cured his illness. In addition, I have selected the doctor who should be selected. Just him."

Xian Lao followed his fingers and looked at Luo Haihai with a strange expression: "is he? Good is good, but... "

" no, but, let's make it. I will cooperate with Dr. Song Haosheng to save more patients! "

Luo Haihai directly interrupted Xian Lao's words and stood by song QingHan's side cleverly, looking like he was the only one to follow.

Seeing this, Mr. Xian and the shopkeeper looked at each other without saying much. Just before leaving, the shopkeeper said to song QingHan with a smile: "from today on, you are the guest of the rejuvenation hall. All the previous words are valid. Just tell me what you need. That wooden card is your body symbol. I will tell you immediately. Seeing the card in the future is equal to seeing you."He was so polite, but song QingHan was not used to it. He nodded hesitantly and watched them leave. He said to Luo Hai Yun: "today, the cooperation between you and me is pretty good. I hope it will be like this in the future. I have too much loss. I need to go back to have a rest. The follow-up conditioning will be given to you. I believe that you must be better than me in this respect."

Luo Haihai didn't have humility. He nodded and looked at Song QingHan's back. He turned his eyes and left with his back.

In fact, he had an idea in his mind, that is, song QingHan didn't know about pulse and medicine at all. He was only good at opening the stomach for people. However, it was not a big deal. After all, many people could do it, but only song QingHan could do it in the world. Maybe there will be another yuanxuan in the future This may be a long way from now.

After having lunch, song QingHan went back to his room and slept for an afternoon. Finally, he was refreshed again.

The reason why he is so hard this time is not only because of the great consumption of central spirit during the operation, but also because of his big bowl of blood.

Even now, he is not sure whether he is type O blood. Therefore, this method can not be used casually in the future. This time, he did not think that he could make a successful attempt because there was no way to do so.

Three days later, the auspicious day on the Yellow calendar has arrived, and the shop where song QingHan helped Hualian to beat drums finally opened.

Compared with the exquisite decoration of other stores, their shop looks a little shabby, with only a few large pots and a row of shelves for food.

At the suggestion of song QingHan, on their first day of opening, they implemented a policy of free trial eating. As long as they are willing to come and try, they don't need any money. However, one can't eat more than one bowl of the same kind of food, so the scene is still under control.

It's only because of the influence of the last shop. Even if someone is willing to try it out, they can't help but wonder: "delicious is delicious, but how can the taste be so strange? It won't add your ecstasy powder and so on?"

This kind of inquiry is kind-hearted. What's more, it directly decides that they are "shops with added ingredients". It also stops more people from coming over and advocates that as long as people eat their food, there will be some physical problems.

Hualian was so angry that she rolled up her sleeves and was ready to fight with them. Song QingHan called him down, narrowed his eyes, told him something in a low voice, and then quietly walked out the back door.

After the trouble was over, the front door of Hualian's shop, koruoque, finally left with satisfaction.

But what they didn't know was that behind them, song QingHan slowly followed them with his arms in his arms, and filled with a pile of powdery things.

Song QingHan walked a long way and saw the people as he expected. He walked into a shop with a sneer. He sprinkled the powder in his arms to the sky. When he saw the panic stricken faces of those people, he calmly said, "this is what we add to the food. You can have a good taste and see if it will do harm to the body."

The white powder fluttered down on the food in the shop. Although it melted into the food in a moment, there was no trace. However, as long as the people with eyes on the scene knew what had happened just now, for a moment, the eyes looking at the food became strange.

Those people recognized song QingHan, their faces changed, pointing to him and saying, "what are you doing? Somebody! Go to find yamen quickly! He poisoned people

Song QingHan said calmly: "are you sure you want to come to yamen? If this thing is found not to be poisonous, you will be charged with slander. Well... It's OK, then you can look for it! "

If he stopped the people in the shop from looking for it, they might have to look for it. But when he said so equivocal, the people in the shop immediately hesitated and looked around. They didn't know what to do.

Seeing this, song QingHan chuckled, picked up the same food and put it into his mouth. While chewing, he raised his eyebrows and said, "the taste is not bad. After adding the seasoning in my shop, the taste will be even better. If you need to cooperate with us for a long time, the price can be discussed."

When song QingHan made such a fuss, the customers at the door had almost gone, and the people in the shop were less worried. They stretched out their hands to learn the appearance of song QingHan, pinched a little food and put them into their mouths. After tasting the taste, their faces became strange.

"Is it really poisonous? Is it not something like ecstasy? "