My favorite big treasure

Ma Sanyou reached out to feel for the child's pulse and arteries, while his son put his fingers in front of the child's nose.

Both father and son held their breaths and concentrated on carefully sensing if there were any more subtle changes.

Suddenly, his son trembled heavily, and broke his voice excitedly: "I feel breathing!"

At this moment, he could clearly feel the breath coming out of the child's body. For a while, he couldn't feel it at all.

Ma Sanyou was still carefully feeling his pulse with his eyes closed, but suddenly he opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, the flesh on his excited face was trembling, "I got it! I got a little pulse.

When their family Xiaosong was in the most danger before, the pulse on his body was so weak that he could hardly feel it. Now, he could feel a little bit of agitation, which was the movement of blood slowly flowing through the blood vessels again.

Ma Sanyou excitedly ran back to the glass counter, "Mr. Han, I can sense the pulse. Now, what should I do?"

"I'm going to cut the needle!" Han Que said, and went out again with some cotton wool and a lighter.

The cotton wool is the kind of alcohol pads he often uses.

He held the cotton pad with a pair of small tweezers, lit the lighter, and the flames were blazing. He used the fire to wrap around the red pump heads on the child a few times, lit a pad again, and continued to spin.

Boo!Boo!Boom... I heard some sounds from the red pump head of the gas needle, as if it had automatically loosened a bit and slowly probed through the flesh.

Han Que began to pinch the red rubber pump heads one by one.

With a pinch, a foul-smelling blood was sucked out from the red pump head, which shocked the Ma family.

"It's okay!" Han Que reassured them.

"Mr. Han, this, if this is sucked out, it will be fine..."

"Hurry up and call an ambulance. He still needs to be sent for a blood transfusion, but his life will not be in danger for the time being. Let him take good care of his body first, and don't rush into surgery."

"Understood! Son, call!" Ma Sanyou told his son.

His son promised to step back and call an ambulance.

"Mr. Han...the blood-forming pill..."

"You have to give me half of the medicinal ingredients! I'll tell you what the remaining half is, so go ahead and look for it." He said.

"Son, son!"

"I'll go get it. We still have a pair of medicinal materials, but that pair is still unused."

Fortunately, there is still this pair, otherwise, where should he go to find those medicinal materials now.There are some medicinal materials that have been banned from trading, and some that have been extinct decades ago.

"You go to our old master and order some health-care pills. One of them that he just took can quickly regulate his body functions."

Ma Sanyou stood up and walked towards Lao Hai's desk.Hai Lao didn’t look at the needles later on. Seeing that Ma Sanyou was coming, he gestured, “Got it, I’ll register for you first, and you can make a deposit later.”

Ma Sanyou smiled gratefully at the other party, just because after crying, laughing is uglier than crying.

After Han Que squeezed all the pump heads of the one hundred and eight air needles, and let them spurt blood automatically, he began to retract the needles from the feet.

When the gas needle was pulled out, the original silver surface had turned into pitch black, as if it had just been fished out of an ink bottle.

After pulling out all the needles, Han Que returned the Qi needles to Lin once, "You can handle it for me."

"rest assured!"

A situation similar to a flashback appeared in Xiaosong's body, and he seemed to be much better.Yet they know it's not a flashback, it's a real... turning for the better.

Xiaosong showed signs of opening his eyes when Han Que pulled out the needles, and within a minute or so after all the needles were pulled out, he really opened his eyelids slowly.

When Ma Sanyou saw the child's clean and innocent big eyes, his nose turned acid again, and his own eyes were swollen to the point of being out of shape.

"Father~"

Xiao Song called him Grandpa again.

"Hey~~" Ma Sanyou forced a smile to agree.

"Mom~"

"Xiaosong! Be good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is a powerful uncle doctor who saved you, if you persist for a while, it will definitely be fine this time.

"Where's my medicine?" The family reunion was originally a very comforting scene, but a voice from behind interrupted Han Que and Xu Weiran.

Han Que turned his head and gave him two of the medicines, "Don't forget to give Ah Shan the medicine."

"That's my son! If I love him, I'll kill him. If I love him, I'll take the medicine. Do you need me to tell me how to do it?"

The old man with secondary illness rolled his eyelids to look at Han Que, then gave Xu Weiran a gloomy sideways look, "You and Zai Fat Shidou will have no future, right?"

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said such words, his tone was a bit gloating.

Xu Weiran pouted, "So what?"

"Your Han family can't live without an heir." Yue Liang said meaningfully, turning his wheelchair and walking outside.

A group of young men in hoodies appeared spontaneously around him out of nowhere.

"In return, I will stay here and wait for you to finish this exchange meeting. Boy, don't you know that you have become a delicious dish that everyone wants to bite? Hurry up and get rid of those things in your hands!"

Xu Weiran understood the meaning of his words, which meant that they were already being targeted.

Especially after these nine dragon spit beads are completed.

Now there are six Dragon Spit Beads left, but there are more than six people who want him.

Ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived. Thanks to the traffic control implemented this time, the ambulance arrived very quickly.

The three members of the Ma family picked up Xiaosong who had just woken up, and ran outside.

Before leaving, Ma Sanyou solemnly handed over a pack of medicinal materials to Han Que.

In fact, this can only be regarded as half a pack of medicinal materials, after all, the prescription is only half.

The three of the Ma family left within a few minutes. The closing announcement in Hall No. [-] sounded again. It's time to close the hall. Now all exhibitors are required to prepare themselves, pack up their things, and leave like this. Workers will come in to dismantle these booths soon. .

At the same time, the broadcast continuously asked the people in the museum to leave the museum quickly.

Xu Weiran stretched happily when he heard the broadcast, "It's finally over!"

However, when the masters on their side were about to pack up their things, the people who lined up quit. Some people blocked the door and asked the masters to continue the free clinic for a while.

"I've been queuing for three hours and it's almost time for me, why is it going to end, no! No!!"

With the first to take the lead, more voices of protest arose.

Xu Weiran and Han Que exchanged glances, both of them felt that enough was enough.They have done enough. From getting up at 05:30 in the morning to closing at 05:30 in the afternoon, their people have worked continuously for twelve hours. Second-rate.However, this free clinic will end sooner or later.Han Que refused decisively.

"If you need to see a doctor, you can go to T City to find someone. You stop here and don't allow them to end up. Let them continue to work for you. Isn't this moral kidnapping?" Facing the leader's persuasion, these people's answers are also very speechless: "It's a free free clinic now, and you will be paid for it in the future. Also, there are many old doctors now, but in the future they will be filled with young doctors!"

After hearing these words, Xu Weiran became more determined to leave the venue quickly.

Oh shit!These people only think about themselves, and don't care if you and your group are tired all day?Just to save a consultation fee!Such a person, he will not let his own people work hard for them.

"It's the end!!" As the head's wife, outside, he spoke very well!

The Han family started to pack their things and prepare to leave.

The few people who were dissatisfied took the lead and began to rush at the people around them.There were already a lot of people in the queue, because the line had already been lined up and people were anxious to get angry. Before they got in the line, they would easily explode into anger when they were bumped into by unknown people around them.

Seeing this, Wu Guohua directed the soldiers to squeeze over with tools, handcuff the troublemakers together, and carry them away individually.

Seeing that there was really no way for Han's family to delay the time of the free clinic, those who lined up behind were also shaken, and dispersed in groups.

Wu Guohua came over to bring them a message: "The plan of the Qiu family next door is delayed by an hour.

After hearing this, Han Que said he knew.It seems that in order to save their own face, the Qiu family also invested heavily this time.

One hour delay... It doesn't sound like an hour, but compared with their Han family's resolute attitude of not delaying, it still sounds 'comfortable'.

Ordinary people left the arena one after another, and gradually, some places in the arena that had been hidden by the crowd were revealed, and those who had been hiding in the dark to spy on them now became more open and aboveboard.

"Mr. Han, when will you use this medicine tripod again, can I make a reservation?" Among them, some more polite people came forward and asked for medicine.

Han Que also took the opportunity to express his opinion to the people around him: "Nine Dragons belong to one tripod." I plan to donate it to the museum, so this tripod will not be used again in the future, and no medicine will be dispensed. "

This is the first time Xu Weiran heard about this decision, he was slightly shocked, but it didn't show too clearly on his face.

Because he quickly thought that donating would be a good way.There must be a lot of people coveting this thing, since his elder brother took it out and made it available to the world, I'm afraid he has no plans to take it back!

Although it is a pity, this is the best way to divert attention.

No one knows that Jiulong Guiyiding Pharmaceutical relies on people rather than the tripod, because the tripod itself is quite magical, and in the eyes of most people, it is also because of its relationship that it can have such a powerful medicine.

In addition, donation is also one of the ways to prevent them from being harassed.Otherwise, today the museum will come to look for it, tomorrow the research institute will come to borrow it, and there will be countless thieves groups all over the world... donate it, get a certificate, and use this certificate to keep Han's family , Protect the Han family mountain from being intruded!

Those who were shocked by Han Que's "donation" all cast their eyes on him.

"In addition, there are those six 'dragon spitting beads' that I got by chance... I will also donate them to the national pharmaceutical research institute, and ask them to study, what is the reason for the formation of dragon spitting balls...maybe They quickly succeeded in researching it, and in the future, such medicines will be available, and can they benefit all mankind?"

Fuck! ! !After those people with all kinds of wishful thinking heard his donation so lightly, they wished they could come up and slap him a few times!

Prodigal!Prodigal - one! !

First give the medicine to an unimportant child, and the rest to don...what the hell is going on in his mind.

Even the members of the Han family are suspicious that the head of their family is too generous.

Ding Shichun had a new idea in his mind: this guy can make the Nine Dragons Spit Bead...it's just luck, it's just a fluke!

I guess I was afraid that I would not be able to make it again in the future, so I quickly threw out these hot potatoes.

Even if someone asks him to do it again, he can definitely say that he has donated everything!

He had seen quite a few of this trick before.

(End of this chapter)