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Chapter 129: As Cheap as a Carrot

Chapter 129: Cheap like a big radish

Author: Ink and Wash in Wine

At Qingshui First People's Hospital, Liu Gang stopped the car, and Wen Jing jumped out of the car and headed straight to the intensive care unit.

At this time, outside the intensive care unit of Qingshui First People's Hospital, Wen Shengchuan was pacing back and forth anxiously. Just now, Han Ping suddenly stopped breathing. Fortunately, she found that she was rescued in time, but in this way, Han Ping

The vital signs are even weaker.

The attending physician in charge of Han Ping just now told Wen Shengchuan that Han Ping's injury is now very unoptimistic and may not be cured at any time. If you want Han Ping to get better treatment and get a glimmer of hope, you must be transferred to Beijing City, where

There are the best medical equipment and experts in the country, but Han Ping's current physical condition is simply unable to move, because with her current situation, it is very likely that an emergency situation will endanger life during the transfer of hospital.

Transfer to the hospital? Or not?

This is a dilemma, and it seems that no matter which one you choose, it will be a dead end!

"Brother." Wen Jing's aunt Wen Shengxin hurried over and handed the aluminum lunch box in her hand to Wen Shengchuan: "Let's have something to eat first."

"I'm not hungry." Wen Shengchuan had no appetite. Now Han Ping's life and death in the intensive care unit is uncertain. Wen Jing is going to return to Qingshui City today. He doesn't know how to comfort her after seeing her daughter in a while.

"Brother, you haven't eaten anything well these days. Until now, you haven't eaten anything. Even if you are beaten, you can't stand it." Wen Shengxin frowned and said, "If my sister-in-law knew that you didn't care about yourself so much, you wouldn't be able to stand it."

, she will be sad."

"I have no appetite, let's talk about it later." Wen Shengchuan looked at the direction of the intensive care unit, and the doctor's words still echoed in his mind. He really didn't know what to do now.

"Brother, you..." Wen Shengxin was about to speak, when Han Ping's attending doctor hurried over and said to Wen Shengchuan: "Deputy Mayor Wen, if the patient wants to be transferred to the hospital, there may be a way to temporarily stabilize the patient.

The patient's physical condition..."

Before the attending doctor finished speaking, Wen Shengchuan asked anxiously: "Doctor Dou, what is the solution? How do I need to cooperate, just say it."

Doctor Dou's words were like a life-saving straw for Wen Shengchuan. He had a very good relationship with Han Ping. He didn't want to lose Han Ping, nor did he want his daughter to lose her mother.

"Brother, let Dr. Dou finish his words." Wen Shengxin said hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, doctor, tell me." Wen Shengchuan at this time, how could he have the usual calmness and calmness.

"That's right, Deputy Mayor Wen." Dr. Dou said hurriedly: "Western medicine is not very effective at present, but the ginseng in Chinese medicine can be a life-threatening person in Chinese medicine, in the words of traditional Chinese medicine. I think it can

Let’s give it a try, but this year’s deep ginseng is hard to find.”

"Doctor Dou, how many years of ginseng are needed?" Wen Shengxin hurriedly said, "Does our hospital have it? Or I'll go to the pharmacy to take a look."

"This is the problem." Dr. Dou frowned and said: "Generally, ginseng is not good for five or ten years. It takes at least twenty or thirty years, but now such ginseng is not easy to find."

"Dad." The three of them were talking, and Wenjing came over crying and said, "Where is Mom, how are Mom?"

"Xiaojing, don't worry." Wen Shengxin felt uncomfortable when she saw her only niece crying like this, so she hurriedly put her arms around Wenjing's shoulders.

"Aunt." Wenjing's face was full of tears: "How is my mother? I want to see her."

"Xiao Jing." Wen Shengchuan felt so uncomfortable when he saw his daughter crying like this: "Your mother can't visit her now. When you can visit her, would you go to see her, okay?"

"Dad, my mom will be fine, right?" Wen Jing was so scared that the worst outcomes she had thought would become reality.

"Yes, sure." Wen Shengchuan tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes and touched Wen Jing's hair: "If your mother knew you were back, she would definitely be very happy."

Looking at Wen Jing and the others' sad look, Dr. Dou sighed helplessly. Although he had seen such a scene as a doctor, he still felt uncomfortable.

"Deputy Mayor Wen, please try to find the ginseng matter. If you can really find it, you may be able to make a glimmer of life." As for Han Ping's situation, there is no way to do anything in the hospital now, and what you can do now,

It's nothing more than trying its best to maintain Han Ping's breathing.

"Okay, thank you Dr. Dou, we will find it as soon as possible." Wen Shengchuan said hurriedly.

Hearing the words of Wen Shengchuan and Dr. Dou, Wen Jing suddenly thought of the ginseng she brought back, and hurriedly asked, "Dad, do you need ginseng?"

"Yes." Wen Shengchuan did not hide anything from Wen Jing: "Your mother may need to transfer to the hospital to Beijing, and she needs to use ginseng."

"I have it." Wen Jing was about to take out her bag, and she kept the ginseng that Ye Tan gave her with her.

Wen Sheng sighed, thinking that Wen Jing said that people ginseng were only about ten years. Now, unless you go to the ginseng pickers in the mountains and forests, who can have a higher age in your hands?

Ginseng?

This ginseng is really not easy to find.

"Xiao Jing, what I need this time is not ordinary ginseng, it will take at least twenty or thirty years. You..." Before Wen Shengxin finished speaking, she saw Wen Jing take out a cloth head from her backpack she carried with her.

The thing I was wearing, looking at the shape, it really looked like ginseng, and...

This ginseng is quite a small one!

this……

Wen Jing hurriedly opened the head of the cloth wrapped in ginseng and asked, "Dad, aunt, do you think this ginseng is OK?"

"Let's take a look, let's take a look." Before Dr. Dou could walk far away, he heard Wenjing's words and hurriedly walked back.

Ginseng is wrapped in moss and has a lot of soil on it. It is obvious that it is fresh ginseng that has not been prepared yet, and this head is...

Dr. Dou's heart was pounding, and he had a premonition that maybe the patient was saved.

"Wait a minute, I'll call me teacher now." Dr. Dou looked at the ginseng excitedly, said hurriedly, and left in a hurry.

His teacher is an old doctor in the People's Hospital. He has been exposed to some traditional Chinese medicine things before and is not very proficient. If you use ginseng to suck your life, it was what the old doctor told Dr. Dou, but he was moved at the time.

In a word, after all, it is difficult to find good ginseng nowadays, so it is even more difficult to find ginseng that can save lives.

On this side, Wen Shengxin looked at the ginseng in Wen Jing's hand in surprise: "Xiao Jing, in the northeast, is this ginseng just like a big radish?"

Otherwise, how could Xiaojing carry such a large ginseng with her? You must know that Xiaojing’s money tickets are not enough to buy ginseng.
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