Chapter 1287 It Works
Xia Ruofei carefully poured this precious bowl of medicinal soup into the thermos, and even used the power of space to transfer all the medicinal soup remaining on the wall of the bowl into the thermos.
At this time, he was in a mood of anticipation, but at the same time, there was inevitably a trace of apprehension.
Because if the congealing grass does not achieve the expected effect, then it is really necessary to prepare for a long-term battle. Taking Yunling Decoction every seven days, the entire treatment will be a very long process.
Then Xia Ruofei's promise to Song Lao naturally could not be fulfilled.
Xia Ruofei put the thermal insulation pot into the shoulder bag, and then instructed Xia Qing to transplant the congealing grass to Jiexin Island as soon as possible, and he himself left the space and returned to the outside world as soon as possible.
Xia Ruofei drove back to the General Hospital of the Military Region.
He came to the intensive care area with his shoulder bag slung over his shoulder, greeted Fang Liyun and Song Wei, and entered Song Qiming's ward alone.
Xia Ruofei didn't tell Fang Liyun's mother and daughter that he was going to use new drugs for Song Qiming today.
Anyway, if this bowl of medicinal soup works, Song Qiming is likely to be able to wake up today, which will give Fang Liyun and Song Wei a surprise; and if the expected effect is not achieved, telling them in advance will not help.
The intensive care unit was quiet, save for the occasional rhythmic beeping of medical equipment.
The instrument showed that Song Qiming's vital signs were very stable.
Of course, all of this is under the premise of instrument assistance. Without medical equipment such as a ventilator, Song Qiming may not survive for five minutes, and he will really die.
Xia Ruofei walked to the hospital bed, took out the thermos bottle from the shoulder bag and put it on the bedside table, then turned his attention to Song Qiming.
Song Qiming on the hospital bed closed his eyes, but the swelling on his face and head had basically subsided, and the incision on his head was still clearly visible. He was covered with wires of various colors, and the tube of the ventilator was inserted through the nose and directly connected to the trachea.
At first glance, this battle seems to be in a very critical condition, but Xia Ruofei knows very well that Song Qiming's body is no longer in serious trouble.
For the damage to the soul, modern medical methods have no way at all.
Xia Ruofei sat down first, put his hand on Song Qiming's wrist, and his mental power penetrated into the body and went straight to the direction of the sea of knowledge.
Since the medicinal properties of Yunling Decoction have been absorbed, the sea of consciousness has not improved further, but the situation has not deteriorated either. From the outside, it is still broken and looks shocking.
Xia Ruofei withdrew his mental power, and then took out the jade for the formation and sprinkled it out.
Under the support of his mental power, each jade stone quickly and accurately landed on the corresponding position, and with the last jade stone in place, the formation was instantly activated.
At this time, whether it is the doctor's duty room or the monitoring hall of the operation area, the picture of this ward will become very blurred.
However, this is not the first time, and there is a special explanation from the above, so even if the doctor on duty finds it, he will not come to interfere, and he will not find someone to troubleshoot the monitoring failure or something.
After arranging the formation, Xia Ruofei stood up and opened the thermos, then gently squeezed Song Qiming's jaw, and at the same time mentally ingested the medicinal liquid in the thermos, crossed an arc and fell into Song Qiming's slightly open. in the mouth.
Xia Ruofei wrapped the medicinal liquid with mental power and sent them directly into Song Qiming's stomach.
It is no exaggeration to say that this medicinal soup is almost priceless, because the resources consumed are enough to cultivate several high-level qi refining cultivators.
Therefore, Xia Ruofei also cherished it very much, not even letting go of the remaining few drops of medicinal liquid, all rolled up with mental force and sent into Song Qiming's stomach.
Then Xia Ruofei used the technique of Moyun nine needles to perform acupuncture on Song Qiming to promote the exertion and absorption of the medicinal properties.
After finishing the acupuncture, Xia Ruofei waited for a while,
Then he directly stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Song Qiming's wrist, and with a trace of nervousness, he penetrated the spiritual power into Song Qiming's meridians, and probed in the direction of the sea of knowledge.
When his spiritual power reached the outer edge of Song Qiming's sea of consciousness, he couldn't help showing a hint of joy on his face.
The medicinal soup made from the congealing grass is effective!
He clearly sensed that Song Qiming's shattered sea of consciousness had begun to slowly recover under the action of the elixir.
Although this speed is not fast, it is a lot faster than when taking Yunling Decoction before.
And Xia Ruofei can feel that the medicinal power of the congealing grass is obviously stronger, and it should take a long time to absorb at this speed.
Xia Ruofei regained his mental power and felt very happy - this time Song Qiming's hope of restoring his mind should be relatively high.
He first took back the jade arranged around the hospital bed.
After removing the formation, Xia Ruofei did not rush out, but sat down in front of the hospital bed.
Every once in a while, he would go over to give Song Qiming a pulse. In fact, he naturally used his mental power to check 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 mental strength to check Song Qiming's sea of consciousness again.
In the past hour or so, Xia Ruofei used his mental power to probe many times, and the sea of knowledge was always slowly recovering. This time, when his mental power came to the periphery of the sea of knowledge, he clearly felt a difference.
Originally Song Qiming's sea of consciousness was lifeless, like a silent dead place. But this time, Xia Ruofei sensed a trace of vitality. Although it was very weak, there was an obvious feeling that it was like spring returning to the earth and dead trees in spring.
Xia Ruofei couldn't help but be excited for a while, he knew very well that this was a precursor to the recovery of consciousness!
The dead sea of consciousness has regained its vitality, and the corresponding brain activity of Song Qiming should also gradually start, and at least some primitive reflexes will be restored.
Xia Ruofei withdrew his mental power without hesitation, then stood up and carefully opened Song Qiming's eyelids, put his hand into his pocket, and took out a small flashlight from the space with a thought.
After turning on the flashlight, Xia Ruofei looked at Song Qiming's eyes.
Sure enough, Song Qiming's pupils instinctively avoided the strong light.
This is the easiest way to check. The light-avoiding reflex has been restored, which means that Song Qiming's brain is no longer completely silent.
Xia Ruofei breathed a long sigh of relief, and then directly pressed the calling bell at the head of the bed.
Soon, the slightly nervous voice of the doctor on duty came from the intercom: "What happened?"
This is also because the duty room can see the situation of the ward. In addition, the patient's vital sign data will also be summarized on the monitoring screen of the duty room. If Song Qiming is alarmed by a certain indicator, I am afraid that the doctor on duty will not have time to ask about the situation, and will rush directly. coming.
Xia Ruofei said: "Please ask Professor Chen to come over! The patient may be about to regain consciousness..."
"Ah! It's impossible..." The doctor on duty blurted out subconsciously, and then immediately said hurriedly: "I'm sorry! I... I'll inform Professor Chen right away!"
After a while, Professor Chen hurried over with two brain surgeons.
To Xia Ruofei's surprise, Ge Jun actually followed Professor Chen to the intensive care unit.
Ge Jun nodded slightly to Xia Ruofei, but did not speak.
But Professor Chen couldn't wait to ask: "Mr. Xia, listen to the doctor on duty, did you tell him that Secretary Song may have to regain consciousness?"
Xia Ruofei nodded and said, "Professor Chen, Uncle Song has recovered some basic reflexes. It seems that my treatment is on the right track. I believe he will regain consciousness soon!"
"How is this possible?" Professor Chen was dumbfounded.
However, he quickly reacted, strode to the hospital bed, and began to conduct a preliminary examination on Song Qiming.
Professor Chen made a subconscious exclamation in his mouth while checking.
Pain reflex, light-avoidance reflex…
If the previous state of Song Qiming was actually brain-dead in Professor Chen's opinion, then a completely different conclusion must be drawn now.
Even if Song Qiming is still awake, it is clear that his brain is not dead, and it seems that he is gradually returning to work.
Until the EEG was made, Professor Chen was finally completely shocked.
He stammered: "This... this is too... amazing! The patient's brain activity is already very active..."
You know, after the surgery on the day of the accident, Song Qiming's EEG was almost a straight line, and although it still shows some abnormalities, it is very close to a normal EEG.
Xia Ruofei stood aside very calmly - he had already passed that excitement.
He knew very well that Song Qiming's brain would naturally start to work normally as the sea of consciousness returned to life. There was no suspense. The only suspense was how long it would take for Song Qiming to wake up.
After all, the soul is in the sea of knowledge. Song Qiming is not only dead in the sea of knowledge, but also the soul has fallen into a deep sleep because of self-protection.
The intensive care unit is well-equipped, and most tests can be performed at the bedside. Professor Chen was busy at Song Qiming's bedside in high spirits, performing various examinations repeatedly.
Professor Chen was surprised to find that during the inspection process, Song Qiming's situation was still improving.
This can no longer be described as a miracle, it is simply a miracle!
Ge Jun stood beside Xia Ruofei and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Xia, I admire it! It seems that Secretary Song will be fine..."
Xia Ruofei said modestly: "It's just luck! It just so happens that I still have a little bit of experience in treating brain injuries. If you are talking about the comprehensiveness of medical skills, I can't compare with you, Brother Ge!"
Ge Jun laughed and said, "I don't think so! Junior Brother Xia, seeing that you are so outstanding, I feel that I have really lived to my age..."
He originally wanted to say "living to the dog", but on second thought it seemed a bit inappropriate to describe himself in this way, so he suddenly got stuck.
Xia Ruofei felt amused for a while, he glanced at Ge Jun, and said: "Brother Ge, don't belittle yourself, if you are so humble, then 99% of our Chinese medicine practitioners will find a piece of tofu and kill yourself... "
Just as the two brothers and sisters were "commercially blowing each other", there was a burst of suppressed cheers from the hospital bed.
Xia Ruofei and Ge Jun looked at the sound, and saw that Professor Chen was flushed with excitement, and murmured: "Unbelievable...it's unbelievable...Spontaneous breathing and heartbeat have all recovered...God..."
Xia Ruofei and Ge Jun looked at each other with a smile on their faces.
At this time, the mobile phone in Xia Ruofei's pocket vibrated.
Xia Ruofei took it out and saw that it was Song Wei who called, so he went to the door and answered.
It turned out that Fang Liyun and Song Wei had been waiting in the hall outside the intensive care area. They both saw that Xia Ruofei had been flying in for so long, and it was almost time for lunch before they came out, so they were inevitably a little worried.
Immediately afterwards, they saw Professor Chen hurried in with several doctors, and they were even more worried.
Fang Liyun and Song Wei have been waiting anxiously outside the door. They are willing to call Xia Ruofei to ask about the situation, and they are worried that Song Qiming is in a situation and is being rescued. If they call at this time, will Xia Ruofei be disturbed.
After hesitating again and again, Song Wei decided to call Xia Ruofei because she couldn't bear it anymore.
In addition, she also knows Xia Ruofei's strength very well, knowing that even if Xia Ruofei is rescuing Song Qiming at this time, it will never be affected by answering a phone call.
Xia Ruofei couldn't help laughing after learning the reason, and he said, "Weiwei, wait a moment!"
Then, he covered the microphone of his mobile phone, walked back to the hospital bed and said to Professor Chen: "Professor Chen, Uncle Song's family is a little worried outside, you see... can you let them in, I promise they won't interfere for treatment!"
Song Qiming's identity is so special, and now Xia Ruofei is still his theoretical "elder". Of course, Professor Chen can't refuse such a small request. He nodded without hesitation and said, "No problem!"
Then he turned his head and said to a graduate student he brought along with him, "Xiao Li, go and bring Secretary Song's wife and daughter in!"
"Okay, teacher!" Graduate student Xiao Li said immediately, and then walked to the door of the ward.
Xia Ruofei released his hand on the phone's microphone and said with a smile, "Weiwei, Professor Chen has already sent someone out to pick you up. Come in and talk about it! Don't worry! Uncle Song is fine!"
"Oh! Okay!" Song Wei's voice trembled, and Xia Ruofei could hear that she was a little nervous.
Not long after hanging up, Professor Chen's student Xiao Li walked in with Fang Liyun and Song Wei who had changed into isolation suits.
As soon as Fang Liyun entered the door, she asked nervously, "Ruofei, what happened? Why are so many people here?"