Jiang Xiaoxiao took out the peach wine from the space.

Song Moting specially customized a batch of glass bottles for her. These bottles are of various specifications, so that she can conduct experiments conveniently. The quantity in each bottle can determine the disease to be treated and the approximate amount required.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't know Song Qingyun's current state, so he could only try slowly and little by little.

It's unrealistic to go up and drink a whole bottle of peach wine for someone.

Because she was not sure how much Song Qingyun needed to drink in his current vegetative state, Song Qingyun was considered the first experimenter.

The healing process of a vegetative person must of course be recorded in detail.

Jiang Xiaoxiao only took 15 ml at a time.

Knowing that the old man and the old lady were hospitalized, Jiang Xiaoxiao followed Song Moting back to the hospital again.

Going to visit the old lady and the old man, and of course the more important thing is to drink the first bottle of peach wine for the uncle.

Jiang Xiaoxiao is not sure. 15 ml can wake up a vegetative person. If it can, this is as good as a miracle drug.

They first went to see the old man and the old lady. The old man and the old lady had long known that Jiang Xiaoxiao had gone into the laboratory without leaving.

They didn't complain about this grandson's daughter-in-law at all. Their family is engaged in medical research.

Of course, you know that once you enter the laboratory and enter the research state, you may not sleep for several days or nights.

Not to mention knowing the situation in the outside world.

So they also asked Song Moting not to disturb Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Now when they saw Jiang Xiaoxiao, the two old men were also in great moods.

The diagnoses given by all the doctors are already conclusive.

No one can come up with a real treatment plan. There are no drugs or any other means available now.

There is nothing they can do but wait.

The two old men were both people who had gone through big things. When they were lying on the hospital bed these days, they immediately thought of Jiang Xiaoxiao.

The old man has personally experienced the magic of the ancestral secret recipe, which can definitely bring the dead back to life.

Seeing their son lying on the bed so helplessly, which parent can't bear to face this difficulty.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao, he was a little too excited.

Old Mrs. Song burst into tears. The old lady had been strong all her life, but as she got older, she became a tearful person.

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly went up to comfort the old lady and wiped her tears.

It was really the first time I saw an old lady so weak. That strong old lady, the cheerful old lady, turned out to be like this.

Everyone feels sad.

Especially when this is your own relative.

"Xiaoxiao, grandma..."

"Grandma, please stop talking. I understand what you mean. I have brought the medicine to the uncle, but no one knows whether it will work or how long it will take. I just hope that if the uncle's condition does not change in the end,

If it improves, don’t feel too sad.”

The old lady nodded vigorously and her face became a little more rosy. That was because of hope.

"I'm not sad! I'm not sad. If it really comes to that point, it will be your uncle's fate."

Jiang Xiaoxiao fed the two old people some porridge, and Song Moting helped them wash up.

Originally, the two of them went to give Song Qingyun medicine, but the two old people insisted on following, so they had no choice but to help the two old people to go to Song Qingyun's ward.

A bottle of peach wine down.

Everyone stared at Song Qingyun intently. Unfortunately, Song Qingyun's face looked very rosy and his breathing was steady. Apart from this, there was no sign of any change.

Jiang Xiaoxiao also knew that 15ml was indeed a little less.

"Auntie, don't be too sad. No medicine can be effective immediately. Let's drink it slowly and see what kind of effect it will have. Maybe one day a miracle will happen."

Qiao Hui also knew that she was unreasonably anxious.

Even if it is Western medicine in the hospital, it cannot be effective immediately, not to mention that this kind of ancestral secret recipe is usually a Chinese patent medicine.

This kind of medicine will take effect more slowly, so we can only hope for a miracle to happen one day.

The days returned to a calm state.

Liu Zhiming was a hot-tempered police officer and was severely criticized by his superiors. As soon as he left the office door, he became furious.

The police are too cowardly.

I have been tricked again and again. The last time about Mr. Song's incident, the doctor was poisoned to death, and the clues were completely lost.

But this time, this time it was obviously done by an acquaintance.

So far, they haven't found any valuable clues.

Not even the murder weapon was found.

Song Qingyun usually has a very good relationship with all his colleagues. He has no enemies at all, and has no experience of quarreling or anything like that.

It is difficult to target a specific person, and it is impossible to conduct an investigation on everyone in the hospital.

Their medical university has tens of thousands of teachers and students in total. If they were to investigate people like this, it would cause a nationwide sensation.

When the time comes to cause panic among the people, the loss outweighs the gain if the murderer is not caught.

There are no clues at all about Song Qingyun's office. It's possible that all the fingerprints are from everyone in the hospital. After all, colleagues from all over the floor are visiting each other and visiting each other's office doors. This is normal and leaves behind fingerprints.

No problem at all.

It is impossible to arrest people for examination just because of this. Everyone's answers are almost perfect and they can provide time witnesses.

Liu Zhiming was anxious and angry. The gangster who committed the crime might be enjoying himself behind his back.

Liu Zhiming returned to the scene again. No, the murderer must not be allowed to go unpunished. The injured must not be allowed to complain. Of course they knew that Song Qingyun was now in a vegetative state, and it was absolutely impossible for a vegetative state to tell others who the murderer was.

If you want to catch the murderer, you can only rely on the police. No matter how difficult the case is, you must solve it, otherwise they will all feel sorry for themselves.

After Jiang Xiaoxiao finished his class, his school and the Second Medical University were about to hold a competition. This was an exchange competition held by the two colleges every year.

Everyone's skills can be improved through competition and exchanges. Of course, everyone wants their school to be the winner.

And every year in the competition, the organizers will come up with all kinds of tricks and come up with various ways to make things difficult for the contestants. It can be said that the questions are beyond your imagination and not theirs.

Especially this year, they are not only holding a competition between two medical universities, but also a competition held by medical colleges across the city. This time the competition is the most grand.

Of course, each school's contestants form a team, and each team can only have ten people.

Everyone in the whole school is actively signing up, because once the ten members of the winning team are awarded extra points, the winners will also receive special treatment in the future, whether in internships, employment, etc.
Chapter completed!