Just when Song Tuanyuan was helpless, Zhou Xixin called Song Tuanyuan outside.
"The situation in Song Fujian is not optimistic now. It happens that my senior brother is working nearby. I have sent someone to deliver the news. If you hurry, we can arrive tomorrow evening. Don't be too anxious!" Zhou Xixin said.
Song Tuanyuan was startled: "Director Zhou is here in person?"
Zhou Xixin nodded: "The child's situation is more complicated now, and I'm not sure. I don't think you have any good ideas, so I tried to ask senior brother. Senior brother is actually better than Old Man Hao in treating the head.
It’s even more powerful, but many people don’t know it!”
Song Tuanyuan really has no good solution now.
Now Song Fujian suffered from intracranial injury. In modern times, a craniotomy would be enough, but in ancient times, all conditions were not met, so she could only receive conservative treatment.
Hearing that Zhou Jingtian had researched this area, Song Tuanyuan rekindled hope in his heart.
Late at night, Song Tuanyuan stayed by Song Fujian's side.
"Mom, you go to rest first, I'll look at my little brother!" Song Daji came in, his eyes were a little red, he must have cried.
Song Daji had always been close to Song Fuchuan, and Song Daji felt very uncomfortable.
"I'll be fine!" Song Tuanyuan persuaded her.
Song Daji nodded.
Song Tuanyuan came out and took a breath, feeling a little heavy in his heart, so he couldn't help but leave the gate of Tian'an Pavilion and went for a walk.
It was late at night and there was no one on the street.
The further Song Tuanyuan walked, the heavier her heart sank. Just when she was feeling very uncomfortable, suddenly the sound of a bell sounded behind her. The sound was ethereal, as if it could absorb the soul, and it immediately attracted Song Tuanyuan.
Song Tuanyuan turned around and saw an old Taoist dressed in gray slowly walking forward.
When the old man in gray clothes came, the street was filled with smoke, like a fairyland, making Song Tuanyuan feel like he was in a dream.
"Oops!" The solemn-looking old man suddenly shouted and threw himself into the fireworks. He couldn't help choking and coughing a few times, and then he got up in embarrassment.
The child who was lighting a cigarette not far away giggled and ran away.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment, looking at the Taoist in front of him who was arranging his clothes with a mixture of laughter and laughter, and asked: "Isn't this Immortal Chief's appearance very special?"
The gray-clothed old man ignored Song Tuanyuan's teasing, straightened his expression and said, "This donor, is hesitant in his heart?"
Song Tuanyuan shook his head helplessly, not wanting to talk to such a charlatan, so he planned to turn around and leave.
"Fate cannot be changed!" The Taoist suddenly sighed, "If someone who shouldn't exist exists, you have to pay the price!"
Song Tuanyuan was stunned and stopped for a moment. She quickly turned around and wanted to ask a few more questions, but suddenly found that the man behind her had already disappeared.
"Reunion!" Suddenly, a man's faint voice sounded, startling Song Tuanyuan.
Song Tuanyuan turned around and saw Ji Changan standing not far away. The smoke just drifted past and the man came slowly, his clothes fluttering. It was like an immortal descending to earth, which actually made Song Tuanyuan feel a little dazed.
It shouldn't exist... At this time in the previous life, Wang Yulan was already dead, Song Daji and Song Shuangxi were also dead, and Song Fuchuan became a bandit, but lived a good life. Could it be that all the retribution was paid to Song Fuchuan?
Song Tuanyuan quickly shook her head, why should she take the words of a charlatan sorcerer seriously?
"What's wrong?" Ji Changan came forward and looked at Song Tuanyuan.
"It's okay, I was shocked when you suddenly called me!" Song Tuanyuan glanced at him complainingly, "Why are you here in the middle of the night?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk, and unexpectedly I ended up here!" Ji Changan glanced at Song Tuanyuan, "Who were you talking to just now?"
Ji Changan watched from a distance and only heard Song Tuanyuan talking to someone, but because he was too far away, and it was dark, and there was smoke on the street, he really couldn't see clearly.
Who.
"An old man in gray is probably a charlatan!" Song Tuanyuan couldn't help but waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it!"
"Old Taoist in gray clothes?" When Ji Changan heard these four words, his expression suddenly changed. He looked around, as if looking for the old Taoist priest.
"No need to look for it, he left early!" Song Tuanyuan said, "He is really a charlatan!"
Ji Changan gathered his thoughts, nodded, and asked: "How is Fu Chuan's condition?"
"I haven't woken up yet!" Song Tuanyuan was very worried, "I'm really not sure about the craniotomy!"
Song Tuanyuan did not have any internship experience, so she really did not dare to perform such a large-scale surgery, and she really did not have the conditions.
Song Tuanyuan was able to do something about those cases in the past, but this time he was really helpless.
Although Ji Changan didn't know what craniotomy was, it was the first time he saw Song Tuanyuan so worried. He couldn't help but stepped forward and stretched out his hand, wanting to hug the woman into his arms, but in the end he quietly lowered his hand.
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"It'll be fine!" Ji Changan whispered.
Song Tuanyuan nodded and said, "Doctor Zhou said Director Zhou from Tian'an Pavilion should be able to go to Taiping City tomorrow. He has research in this area and may be able to help!"
Ji Changan was stunned for a moment, Zhou Jingtian?
Zhou Jingtian came earlier than everyone expected and arrived at Tian'an Pavilion Branch at noon.
Zhou Xixin hurriedly stepped forward: "Brother, are you here so quickly?"
"Master traveled all night!" said a little medicine boy next to Zhou Jingtian.
Zhou Jingtian waved lightly, asked Zhou Xixin a few questions, finally nodded and entered Song Fujin's room.
Song Tuanyuan also wanted to go in, but was stopped by Zhou Xixin.
"Senior brother has a habit of not allowing anyone to stand by when dealing with difficult and complicated diseases!" Zhou Xixin said, "Don't worry, if my senior brother is not sure, he will tell me. Since he is willing to take over, it means that he has the ability."
grasp!"
Song Tuanyuan nodded quickly.
Zhou Jingtian didn't come out for two hours. Slowly, even Zhou Xixin became nervous.
Finally, there was movement in the room, but it was the sound of someone falling to the ground.
Zhou Xixin was stunned and quickly ran in.
Song Tuanyuan couldn't help but followed in.
Zhou Jingtian was lying on the ground covered in sweat, his face was pale, and there were some silver needles scattered on the ground.
Zhou Xixin stepped forward and helped Zhou Jingtian up: "Brother, you are too tired!"
Zhou Jingtian waved his hand, "No, I'm old. I can't hold on for more than two hours!".
Song Tuanyuan went to see Song Fuchuan.
Song Fujian was still unconscious, but his breathing seemed to be much easier.
"I'll wake up early tomorrow morning!" Zhou Jingtian said in a deep voice.
Song Tuanyuan checked Song Fujian's eyes. Indeed, the eyes had begun to focus, and they were indeed getting better!
Song Tuanyuan quickly saluted and thanked Zhou Jingtian.
Zhou Jingtian waved his hand and let Zhou Xixin help him leave.
Song Tuanyuan asked Song Daji to take care of Song Fuchuan, and she quickly entered the small kitchen to make some food for Zhou Jingtian.
The news that Zhou Jingtian came to treat Song Fuchuan reached the Ji family.