A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qing coldly smiled, raised his head and glanced at the man, and said in a nonchalant tone: "A man won't be in pain, will he? How about this?"

He pressed the man's wound expressionlessly, and when he saw the expression on the man's face suddenly became strange, he sighed heavily and continued to sew up.

If he could, he would naturally use his own blood, but as the doctor who performed the surgery, he couldn't even allow a small mistake such as shaking his hand, let alone hold the knife in pain of bleeding.

As for Yuan Wenxuan, although he already has the qualifications of an assistant, he is still a child with no hair. It would be too cruel to use him to take blood.

After suturing the man, Song Qinghan quickly added heparin to the bowl of blood that was just taken, stirred it evenly, and poured it into the container for making dialysis fluid.

After adding an appropriate amount of water according to the previous ratio to dilute the dialysate, Song Qinghan picked up the knife and looked at Mu Qingfeng who had already taken off his clothes and lay down obediently. He felt certain and walked over with determination.

The people next to him didn't feel anything when they saw Song Qinghan pick up a cotton ball dipped in wine and wipe Mu Qingfeng's waist. Take a breath of cool air.

This, this starts?

Song Qinghan has no time to pay attention to those meaningless movements, his whole mind is immersed in the body in front of him.

Although no human was used before, Song Qinghan did not panic or make any mistakes during the operation, as if he had seen through Mu Qingfeng's body once, and he cut the knife steadily and ruthlessly without dragging his feet.

Mu Qingfeng had been fed a proper amount of poppy powder by Yuan Wenxuan long before the operation, so the feeling at this time was not painful, but a sense of illusory unreality.

His body was cut open like this?

After Song Qinghan determined where the catheter should be inserted, he stretched out his hand, took Yuan Wenxuan's sterilized catheter, and inserted it carefully. After waiting for a while, he saw blisters slowly appearing in the dialysate, knowing that the fluid on both sides of the catheter The replacement had already started, and he felt relieved, and asked Yuan Wenxuan to fix the catheter, while he quickly sewed it up for Mu Qingfeng.

After he sutured, the operation was almost over, and the main thing to do next was nothing more than observation.

Seeing that Yuan Wenxuan had started to pack his things, the onlookers finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked softly, "Doctor Song, is this all right?"

Song Qinghan shook his head and explained while washing his hands: "The tube is inserted, but whether it will work or not depends on the follow-up reaction of Master Mu. I will continue to stay here, don't worry."

Those people looked at each other, and they seemed to be unable to understand Song Qinghan's explanation.

They have never heard of the fact that inserting a tube into a person's body can cure diseases. Although it seems that Mu Qingfeng is not bleeding as they imagined, his current posture is awkward no matter how you look at it. .

Although Mu Qingfeng was in a psychedelic state at this time, he still retained his basic consciousness. After hearing the conversation between Song Qinghan and his subordinates, he lowered his head and glanced at the tube in his waist, thought for a while, and said: "Doctor Song, I I feel a lot more relaxed in my body, is it the effect of this thing, or the effect of poppy powder?"

Song Qinghan thought about it for a while, and felt that it was better to give them a brief introduction so that they would not worry, so he pointed to the dialysate and said, "Because your kidneys have problems, the waste water in your body cannot be discharged through normal channels. Your kidneys are connected with the fluid here, and a pressure difference is formed on both sides, and what you need will go in from here, and what you don’t need will come out from here, so you will naturally feel a lot more relaxed in your body.”

His explanation is not difficult to understand. Although Mu Qingfeng still doesn't know the specific principle, he already has a general idea of ​​his current situation. He nodded and said, "Okay, will I have to have this tube inserted from now on?"

Although he didn't mind staying in the same room all the time, simply giving orders to his subordinates and letting them fulfill his wishes for him, the position of being unable to move was somewhat unbearable, even if his willpower was amazing.

If it is three years in exchange for paying such a price, I am afraid it is no different from three months.

Song Qinghan said bluntly: "Of course not. How long you need to plug in depends on your physical condition. Even I can't predict the exact time, so you should close your eyes and take a good rest. If your body reacts abnormally Just call me, I'll go over there and rest for a while."

This operation does not seem to take a long time, but it does not take a lot of energy for Song Qinghan. If Yuan Wenxuan is not worried that Yuan Wenxuan is not enough to deal with these people, he may go to the side to rest alone after the operation up.

Mu Qingfeng nodded, closed his eyes obediently, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Since his illness, he has never slept so peacefully. Even though the tube gave him a lot of foreign body sensations, his mood was exceptionally calm...

Song Qinghan waited for a quarter of an hour, and finally got out of the high tension state, seeing the person who hosted the auction last time coming over, he casually said: "Is there no new auction recently? "

The man seemed to be called "Xuan Lao". After hearing Song Qinghan's words, he shook his head with a smile and said slowly: "It's not surprising if the auction is held every day, so Doctor Song called me by mistake. The accidental collision can be said to be arranged by God."

Song Qinghan thought about it, and found that it was the same, but whether this "arrangement from heaven" is good or bad for him, that's for sure.

Seeing that Song Qinghan stopped talking, Elder Xuan seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and said faintly: "Doctor Song is going to see your auction items? They seem to be in a bad state right now."

Seeing that Song Qinghan was stunned, Elder Xuan added: "Of course, it's not that our auction house deliberately criticized them. After all, it's not known whether Doctor Song can take them away. It's just that they seem to have the will to die this time, and manpower can't do it." God damn it."

In fact, Song Qinghan was stunned not because he felt that the auction house was treating the triplets harshly, but because he had completely forgotten about the triplets. If it hadn't been reminded by Elder Xuan, he might have waited until Mu Qingfeng's surgery was completed. Don't even remember the triplets.

But since he remembered it, he naturally wouldn't ignore it. After nodding to Elder Xuan, he said in a deep voice, "Then please Elder Xuan lead the way. I'll go and see what happened."