Chapter 700 Hazy Feeling
Chapter 700 Hazy Feeling
Sitting on the sofa during the rest, Zhao Jianhui fell asleep unconsciously. He had been waiting on his grandfather's bedside for days without taking off his clothes. Seeing that the old man's complexion was getting better and better, his heart finally let go like a big stone.
Today is the eleventh day that Mr. Liu miraculously survived. This has broken He Yun's assertion about the old man. It seems that the prescription prescribed by the young man named Man Xiaotian must have worked. This makes the leading figures in the medical field feel at a loss. The experts do not ask where they come from. Are there many great doctors in the mountains?
Now, the two aunts are accompanying the old man in the ward. In the outer room of the ward suite, He Yun and several nurses in white coats are sitting on the sofa, silently observing the data on the electronic instruments and thinking hard. Man Xiaotian was standing in the corridor watching a nurse carefully decocting medicine. The white mist from the casserole on the battery stove was rising. The nurse's fair skin was as white as snow and her appearance was elegant and beautiful. Looking at Man Xiaotian's figure, her face couldn't help but blush.
Seeing Long Lingyun coming over, the nurse hurriedly stood up and greeted him. Long Lingyun nodded slightly. She knew that this nurse named Yang Ping was a nurse in the special care department. Although she was young, she had been an advanced worker in the general hospital for several consecutive years. She was serious and responsible in her work and was extremely careful. Those who were selected to serve the old man were all reliable people in all aspects.
"Who is in there?" Long Lingyun pointed to the inner room of the suite and kept his voice low.
"There is no one else now, only the young leader is in there." The nurse smiled and said in a very soft and thin voice. In her heart, she was full of curiosity about the couple.
Long Lingyun said, "Oh, the most powerful people in the country have been coming and going these days. Her husband is waiting in the ward every day. It is rare for her to have a free time. The couple has not said a few intimate words since they met. So, she gently pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Zhao Jianhui sitting on the sofa, sleeping with his head leaning on the armrest of the sofa, her eyes reddened a little. She looked at the thin quilt on the sofa next to her, took it up and went over to cover Zhao Jianhui. Although there is heating in the room, the temperature in December in Beijing is already very low, so it is better to pay attention.
It is only five days before the New Year, and the old man is destined to spend the New Year in the hospital. Although the three brothers of the Liu family are concerned about their father's condition, it is naturally impossible for them to accompany him in front of the bed every day at this time. Besides, the old man's condition is slowly getting better. Two days after the old man woke up, he drove his sons out. "Everyone, go do what you should do. Why are you guarding an old man like me? I have fought for the revolution all my life. Am I going to hold you back when I am old? Go away. Just leave my grandchildren here..."
Even Liu Meiyu and her friends who ran frequently received complaints from the old man, and several sisters said that the old man was partial. Only Liu Meiqi had similar treatment to Zhao Jianhui. This was not because she was too proud. It was because her workplace was across the Pacific Ocean, and it was inconvenient to go back and forth. In addition, Americans did not celebrate the Spring Festival. Now telecommunications are developed and people can work on computers. Now the old man's illness has not recovered yet. If she goes back and comes back, it would be more convenient for her to stay with the old man.
Today, Liu Meiqi was accompanying her grandmother in Xishan and did not come over. Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun finally had a chance to be alone. However, Long Lingyun was sitting alone beside Zhao Jianhui, watching Zhao Jianhui say goodbye to Zhou Gong.
Foreign media have been discussing the condition of the old man lying on the bed for the past few days, and whether his death will cause turmoil in the political arena of this great oriental country. However, the most discussed topic is whether his descendants can stabilize their own power after losing his protection and pass on the glory of the family. Some media with ulterior motives have listed some people who can barely be regarded as Liu Lao's opponents, and have declared that as long as the old man takes his last breath, his family is destined to be torn and crushed by the fangs of the political enemies who have been eyeing him.
Among them, the most mentioned is the old man named Zhang, whose name, identity and status are second only to Liu Lao.
This is a family that can compete with Liu Lao's huge family among the second and third generations. The Liu family wins because the old man has been evergreen for a hundred years, and most of the second-generation figures have occupied important positions of the highest power in the country. The Zhang family is better because the old man is nearly ten years younger than the Liu family. The second and third generations have flourished and firmly rooted in fertile soil. As long as the wind and clouds meet, they will flourish and radiate vitality.
However, this rumor is indeed obviously with bad intentions. Everyone knows that if these two huge families collide now, it will definitely bring a disaster to the country.
It is not without reason that General Secretary Kang personally visited twice and called almost every day to ask about the old man's condition. If possible, he would like to drag the old man to the Great Hall to expose him in front of the media during the New Year's party this year. It can shut up those foreign media and stabilize the hearts of some people. This is a matter of killing two birds with one stone. It's a pity that Mr. Liu's physical condition does not allow it now.
As the door of the room was pushed open, Mrs. Long and Li Xiuning walked in. Little Longlong was held in Li Xiuning's arms. After seeing his mother, he twisted his little body and stretched out his hands: "Mom, hold me, I want my mother..." Mrs. Long smiled and slapped his little butt: "Little sister, no matter how good your grandma and grandma are to you, it's useless. Let your parents kiss you..."
"Oh... How did I fall asleep? How long have you been here?" Zhao Jianhui was awakened. He looked at the quilt covering himself and knew that Long Lingyun must have been here for a while. "Come, son, let daddy hold you..." Seeing Little Longlong, Zhao Jianhui stood up and took him from Li Xiuning's arms. The little guy was still unwilling to twist in Zhao Jianhui's arms to find Long Lingyun.
"You, if you stay outside for a few years, your son may not know who you are." Long Lingyun said, complaining a little bit resentfully.
"Haha, that's impossible. My son recognizes me now. It would be strange if he dares not recognize his father when he grows up." Zhao Jianhui lifted Xiao Longlong up with a smile and threw him up and then caught him. The teased Xiao Longlong finally chuckled: "I want more... I want more..."
"Good son, grandpa is sleeping inside, can we speak softly?" Zhao Jianhui teased his son while being afraid that Xiao Longlong's laughter would disturb grandpa. You know, the old man is very sensitive to the voice of his great-grandson.
Outside the door, Man Xiaotian was watching the concentration and temperature of the medicine in the casserole. The nurse was watching his movements. For this young "miracle doctor", the nurse had great respect from the bottom of her heart. Even Director He was not sure about the condition, but he said he was optimistic at such a young age.
However, the nurse couldn't understand Man Xiaotian's particularities when boiling medicine. She had learned nursing professionally, but no teacher had ever told her what medicine to put in first and what time to boil before putting another medicine in.
The first thing to boil Chinese medicine is the container. Doctors of all dynasties emphasized that it is better to use a casserole. Because the casserole is heated evenly and has stable properties, it will not affect the synthesis and decomposition of the medicine during the mixing process of water decoction, and the decoction is of good quality. Secondly, enamel pots, glass pots, stainless steel pots and other containers can also be used, but iron pots and copper pots must not be used to boil medicine to avoid adverse reactions. Before boiling medicine in the medicine pot, be sure to clean it and remove sediment. This can prevent medicines of different properties from interfering with each other, and secondly, the medicine is not easy to sink to the bottom, stick and coke during boiling.
After the Chinese medicine is put into the container, adding water is the key. Water is the main solution for decocting Chinese medicine decoctions. If there is too much water, there will be too much medicine juice and the concentration of the medicine juice will be reduced. If there is too little water, not only will the effective ingredients of the medicine not be easy to decoct out, but it will also be easy to dry the pot or the medicine will be coked. The correct method should be to put the medicine into the casserole and flatten it, and then add water 3 to 4 cm above the medicine surface.
Most of the attention to boiling Chinese medicine is the fire, which is just the traditional method, that is, soak the medicine in cold water for a period of time, and then slowly boil it with a low fire. After pouring out the first decoction, soak it in cold water for 4 to 5 hours, and then boil it with a low fire for a period of time, and pour out the second juice.
But Man Xiaotian required me to put the medicines into the pot according to the method and order he said. He marked the order of putting them into the pot and the time of boiling on each medicine. Some medicines that looked like insects and tree roots had to be boiled separately after the pot was cleaned. Some were boiled with high heat until there was only a little water left, while others were boiled slowly for one or two hours with low heat. Some were boiled after pouring out the water and leaving only the medicine residue in other medicine soups. It was simply a way of boiling medicine that I had never heard of or seen before.
The most ridiculous thing was that this person always felt that he was not doing enough to make people feel at ease. Whenever he was boiling medicine, he would always stand by his side and watch until the medicine was boiled and brought in.
"Do you think Xiaotian is interested in Yang Ping? These two people are inseparable these days?" Long Lingyun touched Zhao Jianhui's arm with his shoulder and pointed to Man Xiaotian standing outside the window and asked.
"What do you mean? It's better to let things take their own course. Don't force things and ruin the sweet feeling in people's hearts." Zhao Jianhui said with a smile.
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