A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Seeing that Song Qinghan was about to leave, one of the triplets who hadn't spoken yet suddenly said, "What's the first thing you need to do when you take us out?"

Song Qinghan didn't even think about it, and said casually: "Go and eat, even if you think about it, you know that prison food is not good."

After saying this, seeing that the triplets looked like they hadn't recovered yet, he shook his head, left after saying "see you by fate".

He got involved in the auction of the triplets, and his starting point was to save them, not harm them, but obviously they didn't think so at this time, so it seemed ridiculous for him to do this at the risk of losing his head.

But after doing everything, it’s useless to regret it, so I can only take one step at a time, and at worst, let the triplets go free when they leave the auction house. In this way, they can’t blame him, can they?

He was thinking wildly, and just halfway through the return journey, he bumped into a familiar figure in his arms.

Yuan Wenxuan raised his head, and after seeing Song Qinghan's face, he grabbed Song Qinghan's hand and said anxiously: "Master, something happened, Master Mu suddenly developed a high fever, and it looks like the rejection reaction you mentioned earlier. "

After hearing these words, even though he was as calm as Song Qinghan, he couldn't help but change his face, and suddenly accelerated his pace, walking towards Mu Qingfeng.

When he walked in front of Mu Qingfeng, he suddenly found that Mu Qingfeng's subordinates had surrounded Mu Qingfeng. Those who fetched water and those who changed towels seemed to be orderly. After discovering Song Qinghan's arrival , They all glared at him, suppressed their anger and said: "The leader has lost consciousness, what should we do now?"

Seeing that they were different from before, not only did they not threaten him, but they even asked for his opinion. Although their tone was not very good, Song Qinghan also felt that it was amazing.

It seems that Mu Qingfeng's prestige is not so high, and a word he said casually can be firmly remembered in people's hearts.

But now is not the time to lament about this matter, Song Qinghan stretched out his hand, touched Mu Qingfeng's forehead, felt the frightening temperature under his hand, frowned, and calmly ordered: "Take off all his clothes , take wine to help him wipe his body, be careful not to touch this area."

As he spoke, he drew a circular area on Mu Qingfeng's waist with his hands, and seeing that everyone else nodded seriously, he finally rolled up his sleeves and prepared to disinfect his hands.

Yuan Wenxuan probably knew what he was going to do when he saw his movements, and asked subconsciously: "Master, do you want to take out the catheter?"

Song Qinghan thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "I won't take it for now, try another location, otherwise the previous efforts will be in vain, at least this cycle must be completed."

Yuan Wenxuan nodded half-understood, quickly prepared the surgical knife, and assisted Song Qinghan in the operation.

Adjusting the position of the catheter is not as simple as imagined, and it is even more troublesome than when it was placed before.

Although it was a warm spring at this time, everyone, including Mu Qingfeng, was sweating profusely, and even their clothes were soaked. For those who didn't know, they thought they were doing some physical labor.

Although the method of physical cooling is effective, it can't cure the root cause. Therefore, when those people saw Mu Qingfeng's body going cold and hot, they only felt that their hearts were also rising and falling, as if they were on a swing.

Seeing them staring at him, Song Qinghan frowned and said: "Go on, don't stop without my order, and add some warm water to him."

To those people, his words were not much different from the imperial decree, so as soon as his words fell, those people took action quickly, and Mu Qingfeng's body that had just warmed up quickly cooled down again.

After Song Qinghan adjusted the position of the catheter, he saw that Mu Qingfeng's breathing gradually stabilized. He knew that the rejection reaction this time was over. After packing up his things, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to those people wearily: " Continue to observe, if you have a fever or other reactions, come to me as soon as possible, I am going to eat something now."

High concentration not only consumes energy, but also exhausts physical strength, so the previous surgery was fine, but after this one, Song Qinghan's stomach was already empty.

Seeing that Mu Qingfeng's condition had stabilized, those people didn't make things difficult for Song Qinghan anymore, and led him into the empty room with a good attitude, and asked the servants to serve the prepared meals.

Song Qinghan didn't let Yuan Wenxuan stay by Mu Qingfeng's side this time, because he knew that Yuan Wenxuan's condition was not much different from his, not to mention that it was not far from Mu Qingfeng's room, and it was only a few steps away, so nothing would be delayed. .

After the two finished eating, they each collapsed on both sides of the bed, closed their eyes and took a nap for a while. After waking up, they didn't go anywhere. They went directly to check on Mu Qingfeng's condition. Seeing that everything was going well, they finally put it down. The big stone in my heart.

A cycle may not last long, but for Song Qinghan and Yuan Wenxuan who feel uncomfortable every minute and every second, it is a long time.

When Mu Qingfeng opened his eyes and saw Song Qinghan helping him remove the catheter, he subconsciously said, "Successful?"

His tone was very flat, but the affirmation in his tone was so strong that Song Qinghan didn't know whether to answer his question or not.

Seeing that Song Qinghan didn't speak, Mu Qingfeng knew that the guess in his heart was correct, moved his wrists and ankles, and felt a sense of relief that he had regained his freedom.

After tidying up the equipment, Song Qinghan thought for a moment, and said to Mu Qingfeng: "You can choose to learn how to use this thing yourself, or you can let someone learn from me. After all, I can't always be by your side to help you operate it. .”

Mu Qingfeng's subordinates seemed to want to say something, but when they glanced at Mu Qingfeng's face from the corner of their eyes, they suddenly became honest again.

Elder Xuan didn't have any scruples, and said directly: "Doctor Song, can't you come here sometime? The salary is easy to negotiate, and the rest of the free time is free for you to do."

Such a condition can indeed be called generous, but Song Qinghan rejected it very simply, shaking his head and said: "No, you have to learn this method yourself, what if something happens to me?"

Seeing that he made this request out of such considerations, Elder Xuan shut his mouth and didn't say anything else.

Mu Qingfeng agreed readily, and said with a light smile, "In that case, then I will learn it myself, and teach them after I have learned it."

Song Qinghan also thought the same way, but because Mu Qingfeng, as the leader of the gang, must have been used to pampering him, he couldn't get used to the feeling of doing it himself, so he didn't say it out loud.

In fact, catheterization is not difficult, you can do it by yourself, and it is even better if you do it yourself, after all, you are the one who knows your body best.