Soon, the three doses of medicine were prepared, and the staff respectfully handed them into Chen Fan's hands.
Seeing that Chen Fan was about to leave, Chang Qing quickly proposed to send Chen Fan home in person.
Chen Fan looked at the pile of medicinal materials in his hand and finally nodded in agreement.
Chang Qing took Chen Fan into the car with excitement on his face and drove towards the village in the city himself.
Driving is much faster than taking the bus, and it takes more than ten minutes to reach the southern suburbs via viaduct.
Chen Fan thanked him and went upstairs without stopping with three large bags of medicinal materials.
But when he got home, Chen Fan realized that he seemed to have forgotten to buy a special casserole for stewing medicinal herbs.
Medicinal materials cannot be simmered in iron pots, as the iron in them would destroy the ingredients in the medicinal materials, so Chen Fan went downstairs to buy a casserole, and then returned home to start boiling the medicine.
Chen Fan first took out a pair of medicinal materials. In fact, Chen Fan bought so many because he was afraid of failure, so he prepared two more pairs for himself.
According to the proportion and order recorded in his mind, Chen Fan first threw the ginseng and nettle into the casserole.
Boil over high heat and stir constantly with chopsticks until all the medicinal materials are mashed.
Every ten minutes, Chen Fan would put in different medicinal materials and boil them. Soon, the whole room was filled with the strong smell of Chinese medicine.
A big bag full of medicinal ingredients was finally thrown into the casserole after two hours.
Fortunately, the casserole Chen Fan bought was big enough, otherwise the medicinal materials wouldn't be able to be stuffed into it.
Then Chen Fan changed the heat to low, covered the casserole lid, and began to cook continuously.
It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that Chen Fan looked at the time and opened the casserole.
"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough!" At this moment, the door of Qin Shuran's room was opened.
Qin Shuran was wearing pink pajamas and walked out of the room with a frown on her face.
The kitchen happened to be next to Qin Shuran's room. As soon as he went out, he saw Chen Fan busy in the kitchen.
But when Qin Shuran saw the thick gray smoke filling the room, Qin Shuran lost all sleep in an instant and asked Chen Fan in shock: "Chen Fan, what are you doing? Are you going to burn down the kitchen?"
"What on earth did you make? Why does it smell so bad? It smells like Chinese medicine and also smells bad."
Qin Shuran was going crazy. She was sleeping soundly when she asked about the smell of Chinese medicine. The smell of Chinese medicine was okay and she could accept it as a doctor, but the smell was unbearable for Qin Shuran and made her choke.
Eyes filled with tears.
"I'll boil some Chinese medicine." Chen Fan responded with a smile.
"It stinks so much, why don't you open the window quickly!" Qin Shuran walked into the kitchen and opened the window.
Suddenly, a breath of fresh air came in, and Qin Shuran's family felt much better.
"What are you cooking and why is it so smelly?" Qin Shuran asked, pinching her nose.
"It's just for strengthening your body. It's for smearing on your body. Do you want to try it?" Chen Fan asked.
Qin Shuran looked at the dark, viscous liquid in the casserole and almost spit it out. She glanced at Chen Fan with disgust, turned around and returned to the room, and told Chen Fan not to close the window.
Chen Fan had no choice but to agree. The reason why he closed the window was because he was afraid of any objections from his neighbors.
He couldn't stand the smell, but fortunately he had already finished making the pot of muscle-building cream.
As for whether it is successful or whether it has any effect, Chen Fan will have to try it before he can know.
Carrying the casserole, Chen Fan returned to his bedroom, quickly took off his clothes, and then applied the dark muscle-building cream to his body.
What makes Chen Fan feel amazing is that when this muscle-building cream is applied to the body, there is no burning sensation at all, but an icy cooling feeling.
Except for this kind of stench, Chen Fan can also stand it.
After a few minutes, Chen Fan applied the muscle-building cream to his limbs.
Chen Fan stood there and waited. After another hour, Chen Fan discovered that the muscle-building cream on the leg that was the first to be applied had begun to scab, and then fell off piece by piece from Chen Fan's leg.
It was like breaking out of a cocoon and being reborn. At the same time, Chen Fan was shocked to find that his legs seemed to have become very powerful.
Before Chen Fan could recover from the shock, the muscle-building cream on Chen Fan's arms was falling off. Chen Fan clenched his fists. The powerful feeling made Chen Fan's face look happy.
He knew that this muscle-building cream was done!
After taking a shower to wash away the stinky smell from his body, Chen Fan came out of the bathroom in high spirits.
But at this time Qin Shuran also came out of the room, her face looking very ugly.
Chen Fan asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"It's not because of you that I didn't have the appetite to eat at noon, and the previous two meals turned into three meals." Qin Shuran said.
"Okay, I'll invite you. Let's go out for dinner now." Chen Fan readily agreed.
Qin Shuran's face looked better when she heard that Chen Fan was going to treat him to dinner.
After a simple wash, Qin Shuran and Chen Fan went out. They were still working the night shift today, and they wouldn't be able to rest until tomorrow afternoon.
The two of them came to the Sichuan restaurant, ordered some food and prepared to eat before going to the hospital.
Just when Chen Fan took two bites of food, his cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at it and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
However, Chen Fan still answered the phone: "Hello, Dr. Chen, this is Ma Siyuan from the First Hospital."
Ma Siyuan's voice came from the phone, and his voice seemed a little anxious.
"Director Ma, what can I do for you?" Chen Fan asked.
"Dr. Chen, it's like this. There is a patient in our hospital, and his condition is quite serious. We would like to invite you to come for consultation. Do you have time?" Ma Siyuan asked eagerly.
Chen Fan looked at the time and said, "I still have one and a half hours to go to work. Come pick me up in the city village."
"Thank you Dr. Chen. I'll send a car to pick you up right now!" After saying that, Ma Siyuan hung up the phone.
More than twenty minutes later, a Passat arrived at the door of the Sichuan restaurant. Chen Fan asked Qin Shuran to go to the hospital first, and then he got in the car and went to the First Hospital.
Arriving at the hospital, Ma Siyuan led Chen Fan towards the orthopedics department.
At this time, the atmosphere in the orthopedic intensive care unit seemed a bit heavy.
"Vice President Xiao, the fracture was comminuted, the knee was completely shattered, and the bone penetrated the blood vessel. The only option is amputation now, otherwise, it will be life-threatening!" A middle-aged doctor looked at the middle-aged man with a heavy face.
said.
"Yes, Vice President Xiao, I know it's hard for you to accept this matter, but if you delay it any longer, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for an hour." Another middle-aged man persuaded.
"Dad, I don't want to have my legs amputated. I don't want to become a waste. I don't want to have no legs. How can I live without legs?"
In the ward, the young man lying on the bed had his legs wrapped in gauze and a lot of blood leaked from the gauze. He looked very scary.
"Is there really no other way besides amputation? When will the miracle doctor that Director Ma mentioned arrive?" Vice President Xiao was still a little unwilling and looked at everyone and asked.
"Vice President Xiao, even if we go to Kyoto to invite orthopedic experts, the result will be the same. If we do the surgery earlier, the risk can be minimized." An old man standing next to Vice President Xiao responded.
"No, no, I don't want amputation, I don't want amputation, I want to wait for that miracle doctor, Dad, I want to wait for that miracle doctor." The young man cried heartbreakingly.
Vice President Xiao looked at the young man sadly, and then waved his hand towards the old man. He also knew that if the operation was not carried out, the young man's life might not be saved.
"Click!"
But at this moment, the door of the orthopedic clinic was suddenly pushed open.