Chapter 25: Hazy Feeling

Sitting on the sofa while resting, Zhao Jianhui unknowingly fell asleep. He had been wearing clothes and serving Grandpa's hospital bed for several days. Seeing the old man's complexion getting better and better, his heart finally put down like a big stone.

Today is the eleventh day that Mr. Liu has survived miraculously, which 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 been useful. This makes Taishan Beidou in the medical field feel confused. The masters do not ask where the source is. Most of the great doctors and national experts are in the deep mountains?

Now, both aunts are accompanying the old man in the ward. In the outer room of the ward suite, He Yun and a few nurses in white coats are sitting on the sand, silently observing the data on the electronic instruments and thinking carefully. Man Xiaotian is standing in the corridor watching a little nurse decocting medicine carefully. The white mist on the casserole on the battery stove rises. The little nurse's fair skin is bullying Xue Saiyu, and her appearance is pretty. Looking at Man Xiaotian's figure, her little face can't help but feel a rosy red.

Seeing Long Lingyun coming, the young nurse quickly stood up and said hello. Long Lingyun nodded slightly. She knew that this young nurse named Yang Ping was a nurse in the special nursing department. Although she looked young, she had been an advanced worker of the general hospital for several consecutive years. She was serious, responsible and extremely careful in her work. Those who could be selected to serve the old man were reliable in all aspects.

"Who is inside?" Long Lingyun pointed to the room in the suite, his voice was very low.

"Now there is no one else, the young leader is alone." The young nurse smiled, and said in a very light voice. However, she was full of curiosity about the couple.

Long Lingyun said oh, the most powerful figures in the country these days. Her husband served in the ward every day, and it was rare to have a leisure time. The couple had not said a few thoughtful words since they met. So she gently pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing Zhao Jianhui sitting on the sofa with his head tilted to sleep on the armrest of the sofa, his eyes turned red. He looked at a thin quilt on the sofa next to him, and took it up and walked over to cover Zhao Jianhui with his body. Although there was heating in the room, the temperature in the capital was already very low in December, so it was better to pay attention.

It seems that the New Year is still five days away, and the old man is destined to spend this New Year in the hospital. Although the three brothers of the Liu family were worried about their father's condition, it is naturally impossible to stay in front of the hospital bed every day. Besides, the old man's condition is slowly improving. Within two days after the old man woke up, he drove out several sons. "Everyone should do whatever he should do, what should I do, what should I do, guard me, an old man? I have been fighting for the revolution for a lifetime. Will you still drag your back when you get old? Let's leave, just leave my grandson and great-grandson here..."

Even Liu Meiyu and his men received complaints from the old man as long as they ran hard, which made several sisters say that the old man was partial. Only Liu Meiqi is treated similar to Zhao Jianhui, which is not because she has a great face. It is because the unit where she works is separated by the Pacific Ocean, and it is inconvenient to go there. In addition, the Americans are not in the Spring Festival now, and telecommunications are developed and can work on the computer. The old man’s condition has not yet recovered. If he comes back, it is better to stay by the old man’s side.

Today, Liu Meiqi was with her grandmother in Xishan and did not come here, so Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun had the opportunity to get along alone. However, Long Lingyun was sitting alone beside Zhao Jianhui, watching Zhao Jianhui meet again as Duke Zhou.

Foreign media have been keen on discussing the condition of the old man lying on the hospital bed in recent days and whether his death will cause turmoil in the political arena of this great Eastern power. However, the most discussed is to speculate whether his descendants can stabilize their strength after losing his protection and pass on the glory of the family. There are also some media with ulterior motives who are listed in some people who can barely be considered as Liu's opponents, and they all threatened that as long as the old man swallowed his last breath, his family would be destined to be torn and crushed by the fangs that had already been eyeing the covetous enemy.

Among them, the old man surnamed Zhang, whose name, identity and status are second only to Mr. Liu.

This is a family that can compete with Liu Lao's Pang family among the second and third generations. The Liu family is successful in his old man's life for a hundred years, and most of the second generation have occupied an important position in the highest power of the country. The Zhang family is successful in his old man is nearly teenage younger than Liu Lao, and the second and third generations are lush and have firmly taken root in fertile soil. As long as the wind and clouds meet, they will flourish and bring vitality.

However, the rumors are indeed very obvious with bad intentions. Everyone knows that if these two huge families collided with sparks now, it would definitely be a disaster to the country.

Mr. Kang visited the old man twice in person, and he would call to ask about the old man's condition almost every day. If possible, he really wanted to pull the old man down to the conference hall during the New Year holiday this year to expose it in front of the media. It can block the mouths of those foreign media and stabilize the hearts of some people. This is a matter of several goals. Unfortunately, Mr. Liu's physical condition is not allowed now.

As the door of the room was pushed open, Mrs. Long and Li Xiuning walked in. Li Xiuning was held in his arms. After seeing his mother, he twisted his little body and stretched out his hand: "Mom hugs, I want mom..." Mrs. Long smiled and slapped his little butt: "My sister is conscientious. No matter how good grandma is to you, it is useless. I'll kiss your parents..."

"Oh... Why am I asleep? How long have you been here?" Zhao Jianhui was awakened. After looking at the quilt covered by himself, he knew that Long Lingyun must have been here for a while. "Come on, son, let dad hug..." Seeing Xiao Longlong, Zhao Jianhui stood up and took it from Li Xiuning's arms. The little guy was still unwilling to twist in Zhao Jianhui's arms and wanted to find Long Lingyun.

"You, if you stay outside for a few years, your son may not know who you are." Long Lingyun said, and complained a little resentfully.

"Haha, that's impossible. Now my son recognizes me. It would be strange if he dares not recognize his father when he grows up?" Zhao Jianhui raised Xiao Longlong with a smile and threw it up and then caught it. The teasing Xiao Longlong finally giggled: "I want it...I want it..."

"Good son, grandpa is sleeping inside. Can we speak softly?" Zhao Jianhui was teasing his son, but was afraid that Xiao Longlong's laughter would disturb his grandfather. You must know that the old man is sensitive to the voice of his great-grandson.

Outside the door, Man Xiaotian was looking at the concentration and heat of the potion in the casserole. The young nurse was watching his movements. The young nurse was very respectful to this young "miracle doctor". Even Director He was not sure about the condition. He was so young that he actually said he was optimistic.

However, the nurse couldn't understand some of the things that Man Xiaotian had when boiling medicine. She had studied nursing professionally, but no teacher had ever told her that she needed to put medicine first, and what medicine should be boiled until what time before putting another medicine.

The first thing to do is to cook traditional Chinese medicine is a container. Medical practitioners of all generations emphasize that it is best 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 decoction and taking medicine, and the decoction of the soup is of good quality. Secondly, it is also possible to use an enamel pot, glass pot, stainless steel pot and other containers, but it is absolutely not allowed to use an iron pot or copper pot to avoid adverse reactions. Before decoding the medicine pot, it must be cleaned to remove sediments. This can prevent drugs of different properties from interfering with each other. Second, the medicine is not easy to sink, bond and coke during decoction.

After putting Chinese medicine in the container, adding water is a key. Water is the main solution for decocting Chinese medicine decoctions. If too much water will cause too much juice, the concentration of the medicine juice will be reduced. If too little water is added, not only will the effective ingredients of the medicine be difficult to decoct, but it will also be easy to dry the pot or cure the medicine. The correct method should put the medicine in the casserole and spread the medicine flat, and then add water to the surface of the medicine 3 to 4 cm.

When boiling Chinese medicine, most people pay attention to the heat, but it is just a traditional method. The medicine is soaked in cold water for a period of time, and then slowly simmered over low heat. Pour out the first decoction juice, soak it in cold water for 4 to 5 hours, and then simmer over low heat for a period of time, and pour out two juices.

But Man Xiaotian asked himself to put the medicine in the pot according to the method and order he said. He marked the order of the pot and the time of decoction on one drug. Some medicines that looked like insect roots must be cleaned and decocted separately. Some used high heat to keep the water almost a little left, while others fryed it slowly for an hour or two. Some poured out the water after decoction and left the residue inside and placed it in other medicine soups. It was an unprecedented method of decoction.

The most ridiculous thing is that this person always feels that he is not doing enough to relieve himself. As long as he decocts the medicine, he will always stand by his side and watch it until the medicine is decocted and he will not watch it again.

"See, is Xiaotian interested in Yang Ping? These two people are always inseparable these days?" Long Lingyun touched Zhao Jianhui's arm with his shoulder, pointed to Man Xiaotian standing outside the window and asked.

"What do you mean? It's better to let things go. Don't pull out the seedlings and help them out, destroying the vague sweet feeling in others' hearts." Zhao Jianhui said with a smile.
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