A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

When song QingHan saw what Wu Dahu had brought out, he gave a light "Yi" and a touch of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

The tube in front of us is transparent and opaque, but if we get close, we can still see the scenery on the opposite side.

Song QingHan was very satisfied with this level, but when he touched the material of the pipe, he couldn't help frowning.

"Glass?"

It seems to be the rudiment of ground glass, but it is more tough than ground glass, which can be seen from the thickness.

Wu Dahu didn't know what glass was, so he was stunned and directly explained: "this is what we found in a porcelain kiln. It is said that it was the product that they got unintentionally. Compared with other things, this is the most suitable one for you. So I asked them to make another one according to your shape."

Seeing Wu Dahu's tired face, song QingHan didn't know that he must have gone to many places for his own business today. He was moved, pinched the pipe in his hand, nodded his head and said, "I'll try tomorrow. As long as you are more careful, you may succeed."

He said this not only to comfort Wu Dahu, but also to comfort himself. After all, there was not much time left for him. If the experiment was not successful within the three days that he had promised, the end could be foreseen.

The next morning, song QingHan and yuanxuan went to bed together. After eating the thin porridge made by Hualian, he went straight to the market. After buying back the fresh blood, he mixed the dialysate with the heparin left over from yesterday, and then he prepared to "sharpen the knife to the pigs and sheep".

Just when he disinfected his hands, song QingHan looked at the thick blood and didn't know what he thought. He suddenly went to take a pot of cold boiled water and mixed some into it according to the proportion.

If the internal and external concentrations are the same, naturally no effect can be seen, but as long as the balance is broken, even if the pig does not have uremia, some things can be seen.

Yuan Wenxuan looks at Song QingHan's action and quickly replaces the ground glass pipe that Cheng Wu Dahu took back yesterday's Reed pole.

When everything was ready, there was a knock at the door.

Hualian was worried that it would affect them. She walked quickly and opened the door. Just as she was about to catch up with people, she had one more thing in her hand.

"This is what the leader of Mu gave to the doctor song. Please give it to him."

Song QingHan's attention was highly concentrated at this time, so any sound around him was infinitely amplified in his ears. After hearing this sentence, he said directly: "thank you, Hualian, help me take that thing out and put a finger into the pig's mouth."

Hualian nodded and closed the door. After finishing according to song QingHan's words, she saw that the pig was still struggling for her life and gradually calmed down. She said, "what's this? It's so effective. "

Song QingHan didn't explain much, but he was still worried about the misuse of Hualian, so he said directly, "this is what made me look like when I came back from the snow mountain."

This directly brings Hualian back to that time. When recalling the scene at that time, Hualian wrapped the powder in fear and walked several places. It seemed that she didn't know where to put it.

Seeing that everything was ready, song QingHan did not delay time. After detoxification, he directly took up the knife and made a cut in the place he recognized.

Probably because of yesterday's experience, song QingHan was in a completely different state when he was cutting. Not only did the wound keep at the minimum length that could be achieved, but also the speed of inserting the tube was much faster, basically reaching the best level he could do at present.

Xuanxuan knew that the operation was over after inserting the tube. After quietly breathing a sigh of relief, he was staring at the translucent tube, and his eyes were filled with a ray of expectation.

This time, song QingHan has already reached this level. Can it succeed?

Seeing the liquid in the pipe gradually turned red, the original Xuan couldn't help but take a cold breath: "master, success!"

Song QingHan did not have any special reaction, and said in a deep voice: "continue to observe. If it can last for a day and a night, then it's not too late to say success."

Xuan quietly gathered up the joy on his face, nodded solemnly, took the initiative to clean up the mess, and moved a bench to come, ready to stick in front of the pig to witness the arrival of the miracle.

After finishing the operation, song QingHan's energy was basically exhausted. Seeing that the original Xuan took the responsibility of recording, he told several things to pay attention to and went back to his room to have a rest.

He fell asleep until dark. When he walked out of the room, he was relieved to see that the self-made dialysate was almost the same as the blood concentration before adding water.

It seems that this is a real victory in sight...

during dinner, Hualian also looked very happy. I wonder if it is because she knows that there is no need to deal with a pig today.

This sleep, song QingHan and yuanxuan sleep very well, until daybreak to get up to see the pig.

However, at this time, both hearts seemed to have fallen into a bottomless hole in the ice, which made people despair.

Seeing that they had not been moving for a long time, Hualian quietly came to have a look. When she saw the broken porcelain pieces all over the ground and the dead pigs without sound, she knew that she had another arduous task today. She could not help but sigh.Song QingHan held his chin and thought for a while, and said slowly: "it seems that the glass tube still can't work. If it doesn't move, after a long time, it will become as simple as a piece of paper after weathering."

Seeing that there was no trace of discouragement on his face, Yuan Yuan Xuan also secretly folded up his expression and solemnly said, "master, there is only one day left. What should we do now?"

Song QingHan shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed tone: "one day, keep trying. We can have another experience."

Xuanxuan seems to be affected by the positive attitude of song QingHan, and his impatience is slightly reduced. He recovers his steady appearance and quietly picks up the remaining pieces on the ground.

After eating a full meal, the master and the apprentices were about to go out to buy fresh blood when they found that the people in the auction house had delivered the purchased things to the door.

The person who sent the things didn't give much explanation, so he put down the things and left. So song QingHan took the pipe that looked like wood and gold for a long time, but he didn't see what material it was.

However, he knew from the feeling that this kind of material would not break easily, and it also had some tenacity, so that it would not be difficult to adjust the angle like glass, so he felt a little more confident.

Yuan Wenxuan looked almost the same, so the master and apprentice quickly moved up, according to yesterday's method, the third poor pig was sent to the "operating table".