Chapter 124

Xu Wei looked at the wasted finger from Zheng Hongyu's wrist and leaned towards the wasted hand with a smile: "master, how's Zheng Hongyu's condition now?"

Although in western medicine, Xu Wei already thinks that Zheng Hongyu's operation is very successful and her condition is very balanced, he still wants to hear the theory of waste.

After all, in his mind, the waste at the moment is really a real master of traditional Chinese medicine. Otherwise, with Xu Wei's lofty character, it would be impossible to have such respect for the waste.

Hearing Xu Wei's inquiry, he smiled indifferently: "Dr. Xu, your medical skills are excellent. Aunt Zheng's situation is very stable now. If you take these pills prepared by me again, I believe the transplanted kidney will really survive in less than a week."

"What?" Xu Wei felt a little confused. He couldn't believe it. He rubbed his ears for fear that he heard wrong.

In vain, I didn't think too much. I repeated it again: "Dr. Xu, I mean, aunt Zheng's operation was very successful. After taking these drugs I prepared, the transplanted human kidney will survive in a week, but if you want to be as comfortable as her own kidney, it will take a month."

"Ah!" This time, not only Xu Wei, but also Wei Hong, who looked on and didn't go, heard clearly, but they were all in a cry of surprise.

Idly looking at the shocked expression of the two people, I felt a little surprised: "Dr. Xu, am I wrong?"

Xu Wei pressed down the shock in his heart, but said with an astringent smile: "master, it's not that I said you were wrong, but that kidney transplantation is different from other operations. Although the transplanted kidney can survive under immune suppression, it's not as short as a week, but it takes months of cultivation, It is almost impossible to restore the transplanted kidney as freely as its own. "

His words were light, but he didn't want to refute the wasted face, but talked about the matter.

Of course, in this case, many famous Chinese medicine experts have tried, but it is possible to help patients recover, but it is almost impossible to completely change all this.

Of course, there were famous experts who were full of confidence, but in the end, they had to admit that there was nothing they could do, so Xu Wei would not laugh at him if he wasted his words, but he would not believe that the medicine he prepared would be so effective, but he also believed in his heart that it would have an excellent effect on Zheng Hongyu's recovery, After all, this has been verified in previous treatments.

Wasted time is a faint smile, and does not refute, but gives the prepared pill to Zheng Hongyu: "aunt, you take these pills twice a day, one at a time, preferably on an empty stomach. After a few days, you will get better."

At this time, Zheng Hongyu, after experiencing the scene in the operating room, saw Xu Wei again and took another look at waste, so she naturally guessed that the medical skill of waste was not lower than Xu Wei, or even higher.

But they are two fields of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, so they are not easy to compare.

Of course, this is why Zheng Hongyu doesn't know that idleness will be happy with heart demon Zen. In fact, Xu Wei doesn't know, but what Xu Wei knows is that idleness will be Qigong, and the magic of Qigong is one of the most important reasons why Xu Wei respects idleness.

So Zheng Hongyu took the pill with a happy face and carefully put it up. Only then did she look at the waste. There was a look of worry in her eyes. It seemed that she had something to say, but she didn't know how to speak.

How strong her eyes were, and how could she hide such an expression? So she smiled gently and said softly, "aunt, if you have anything to do with the old man, just tell me directly, don't treat me as an outsider."

Unexpectedly, after his words, Zheng Hongyu's expression showed a look of hesitation, but the hesitation was quickly pressed on the bottom of her eyes by her, with a slightly flustered look and waved her hand: "no, I'm fine."

But as she said this, the color of worry in her eyes gradually became heavier, which made waste produce a bad premonition in her heart.

When Xu Wei and Wei Hong saw that they had something to say, they quietly withdrew.

There were only two people left in the house. They fooled around to Zheng Hongyu's bed and sat down slowly: "aunt, is it about Zeng Rou?"

"Ah?" Zheng Hongyu's face flashed a touch of surprise and looked at the waste in shock: "you, how do you know?"

After a slight sigh in the wasted heart, he secretly said: your old man's worries are going to be written on his face, and who else can cause your old man to worry so much except Zeng Rou?

Of course, he would not explain this to Zheng Hongyu, but pretended to smile and said, "aunt, tell me, what's the matter with Zeng Rou that makes you so worried?"

After hesitating for a while, as if thinking carefully in her heart, Zheng Hongyu finally clenched her teeth and looked at waste and said the matter: "waste, Zeng Rou was always here with me, but later she received a phone call and left in a hurry, but I saw that her face was not very good when she left, so I was afraid..."

"Oh?" He was also a little stunned. He also tied his hands when he had no clue about such a thing, so he looked at Zheng Hongyu and asked, "aunt, what did Zeng Rou say before he left?"

"She seemed to say something, and I didn't hear it very clearly." Zheng Hongyu tried to recall the scene when Zeng Rou left, but she didn't feel anything wrong except that her face was a little bad.

"Jin title?" Idleness repeated softly, but the feeling of uneasiness in my heart suddenly became heavier, even a pair of thick eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

"In this way, Zeng Rou should have gone to school."

Zheng Hongyu's face was even more worried. She asked suspiciously, "today is Sunday. What is she doing at school? Even the title of Jin, you have to wait until you go to work. "

Although he felt uneasy in his heart, he didn't dare to show it in front of Zheng Hongyu. He smiled calmly and said, "aunt, don't worry. I'll go to school and find Zeng rou."

"Good." Zheng Hongyu nodded, and the worry in her eyes faded away.

But he didn't want to stay for a moment. He went straight out of the ward, stopped a car, and went straight to the school.