Xia Ruofei carefully poured this bowl of precious medicinal soup into the thermos pot, and even used the power of space to transfer all the remaining medicinal soup on the wall of the bowl to the thermos pot, which can be said to be a trickle.

He was in a somewhat expectant mood at this time, but at the same time inevitably with a hint of apprehension.

Because if the Condensation Grass does not achieve the expected effect, then it is really necessary to be prepared for a long-term battle, and taking the Pregnancy Spirit Soup every seven days, the whole treatment will be a very long process.

Then Xia Ruofei's original promise to Song Lao naturally could not be fulfilled.

Xia Ruofei put the thermos pot into his shoulder bag, and then instructed Xia Qing to transplant the Condensing Grass to the Boundary Heart Island as soon as possible, and he himself left the space as soon as possible and returned to the outside world.

Xia Ruofei drove back to the General Hospital of the Military Region.

He came to the intensive care area with a shoulder bag on his shoulder, said hello to Fang Liyun and Song Wei, and entered Song Qiming's ward alone.

Xia Ruofei did not tell Fang Liyun that the mother and daughter were going to use new drugs for Song Qiming today, which was also to avoid the two of them from suffering from gains and losses and fidgeting outside.

Anyway, if this bowl of medicinal soup can work, Song Qiming will probably wake up today, which will also surprise Fang Liyun and Song Wei, and if it can't achieve the expected effect, it won't help to tell them in advance.

The intensive care unit was quiet, save for the rhythmic ticking of medical equipment from time to time.

The instrument showed that Song Qiming's vital signs were very stable.

Of course, all this is under the premise of instrument assistance, if there is no ventilator and other medical equipment, Song Qiming may not live for more than five minutes, and he will really die.

Xia Ruofei walked to the hospital bed, took out the thermos pot from the shoulder bag and put it on the bedside table, and then set his eyes on Song Qiming.

Song Qiming on the hospital bed closed his eyes tightly, but the swelling on his face and head had basically disappeared, and the knife wound on his head was still clearly visible. His body was covered with wires of various colors, and the ventilator tube was inserted through his nose and directly connected to the trachea.

This formation looks like he is in a very critical condition, but Xia Ruofei knows very well in his heart that Song Qiming's body is no longer in much trouble, and it is mainly because of the damage to Zhihai that he will remain unconscious.

In terms of soul damage, modern medical methods simply do not have any way.

Xia Ruofei sat down first, stretched out his hand on Song Qiming's wrist, and his spiritual power penetrated through his body, heading straight to the direction of Zhihai.

Since the medicinal properties of the Pregnancy Spirit Soup were absorbed, Zhihai has not improved further, but the situation has not deteriorated, and it is still in tatters from the outside, which looks shocking.

Xia Ruofei withdrew his spiritual power, and then casually took out the jade of the array and scattered it.

Under the support of his spiritual power, each piece of jade fell quickly and accurately in the corresponding position, and as the last piece of jade was in place, the formation was also activated instantly.

At this time, whether it is the doctor's duty room or the monitoring hall of the operating area, the picture of this ward will become very blurry.

However, this is not the first time that this situation has been made, and there is a special explanation from above, so even if the doctor on duty finds out, he will not come to interfere, let alone find someone to troubleshoot the monitoring fault or something.

After arranging the formation, Xia Ruofei stood up and opened the thermos pot, then gently pinched Song Qiming's jaw, and at the same time, his mental power took out the liquid in the thermos pot, and fell into Song Qiming's slightly open mouth in an arc.

Xia Ruofei wrapped the medicinal liquid with his spiritual power and sent them directly into Song Qiming's stomach.

It is no exaggeration to say that this medicinal soup is almost priceless, because the resources consumed are enough to cultivate several high-level Qi refining cultivators.

Therefore, Xia Ruofei also cherished it very much, and did not even let go of the few drops of the remaining medicinal liquid, and all of them were rolled up with spiritual power and sent into Song Qiming's stomach.

Then Xia Ruofei used the technique of Moyun Nine Needles to perform an acupuncture on Song Qiming to promote the exertion and absorption of medicinal properties.

After finishing the acupuncture, Xia Ruofei waited for a while, and then directly reached out and gently put it on Song Qiming's wrist, and with a hint of nervousness, he penetrated his spiritual power into Song Qiming's meridians and probed in the direction of Zhihai.

When his spiritual power arrived at Song Qiming's knowledge, he couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face.

The medicinal soup made from the condensation grass is effective!

He clearly sensed that Song Qiming's tattered sea of consciousness had begun to slowly recover under the effect of the elixir.

Although this speed is not fast, it is much faster than when I took the Pregnancy Spirit Soup before.

Moreover, Xia Ruofei could feel that the medicinal power of the Condensing Heart Grass was obviously more vigorous, and at this rate of recovery, it should take a long time to absorb it.

Xia Ruofei regained his spiritual power, and felt very happy that Song Qiming's hope for regaining his sanity this time should be greater.

He first collected the jade that had been arranged around the hospital bed.

After removing the formation, Xia Ruofei did not rush out, but sat down in front of the hospital bed.

Every once in a while, he would go over to check Song Qiming's pulse, and in fact, he naturally used his spiritual power to check Song Qiming's recovery progress.

Xia Ruofei stayed in the intensive care unit for more than an hour, until it was almost noon, when he got up again and used his mental power to check Song Qiming's sea of knowledge again.

In the past hour or so, Xia Ruofei has used his mental power to probe many times, and Zhihai has always been slowly recovering. This time, when his spiritual power came to the outside of Zhiwai, he obviously felt a little different.

Originally, Song Qiming's sea of knowledge was lifeless, like a silent dead place. But this time, Xia Ruofei sensed a trace of vitality, although it was very weak, but there was an obvious feeling like spring returning to the earth and dead trees meeting spring.

Xia Ruofei couldn't help but be excited, he knew very well that this was a precursor to the recovery of consciousness!

The dead sea of consciousness has regained its vitality, and the corresponding Song Qiming's brain activity should also be gradually activated, at least some of the original reflexes will be restored.

Xia Ruofei withdrew his mental power without hesitation, then stood up and carefully opened Song Qiming's eyelids, put his hand into his pocket, and took out a small flashlight from the space with a thought.

After turning on the flashlight, Xia Ruofei shone into Song Qiming's eyes.

Sure enough, Song Qiming's pupils instinctively avoided the bright light.

This is the simplest means of examination, and the light-avoiding reflex has been restored, which shows that Song Qiming's brain is no longer in a state of complete silence.

Xia Ruofei let out a long sigh of relief, and then directly pressed the call bell at the head of the bed.

Soon, the slightly nervous voice of the doctor on duty came from the intercom: "What's going on?"

This is also because the duty room can see the situation in the ward, and the patient's vital signs data will also be summarized on the monitoring screen of the duty room.

Xia Ruofei said: "Please ask Professor Chen to come over! The patient may be about to regain consciousness......

"Ahh......h......h I'll let Professor Chen know right away!"

After a while, Professor Chen hurried over with two brain surgeons.

To Xia Ruofei's surprise, Ge Jun actually followed Professor Chen to the intensive care unit.

Ge Jun nodded slightly at Xia Ruofei, but did not speak.

However, Professor Chen couldn't wait to ask, "Mr. Xia, I heard from the doctor on duty that you told him that Secretary Song might be about to regain consciousness?"

Xia Ruofei nodded and said, "Professor Chen, Uncle Song has now recovered some basic reflexes, it seems that my treatment is on the right path, and I believe he will be able to regain consciousness soon!"

"How is this possible?" Professor Chen was dumbfounded.

However, he quickly reacted, strode to the hospital bed, and began to conduct a preliminary examination of Song Qiming.

Professor Chen let out a subconscious exclamation in his mouth as he examined.

pain reflex, light reflex......

If Song Qiming's previous state was actually brain dead in Professor Chen's opinion, now he has to come to a completely different conclusion.

Even if Song Qiming is not awake yet, it is clear that his brain is not dead, and it seems that he is gradually returning to work.

It wasn't until the EEG was made that Professor Chen was finally completely shocked.

He stammered, "This ...... It's also too ...... It's amazing! The patient's brain is already very active......"

You must know that after the operation on the day of the accident, Song Qiming's EEG was almost a straight line, and although it still showed some abnormalities, it was very close to the normal EEG.

Xia Ruofei stood aside very calmly, already past that excitement.

He knew very well that as Zhihai regained his vitality, Song Qiming's brain would naturally begin to work normally, which was something without any suspense, and the only suspense was how long it would take for Song Qiming to wake up.

After all, the soul is in the sea of knowledge, and Song Qiming is not only silent in the sea of knowledge, but also the soul has fallen into a deep sleep because of self-protection.

The intensive care unit is very well equipped, and most examinations can be performed at the bedside. Professor Chen was busy at Song Qiming's bedside in high spirits, repeatedly performing various examinations.

Professor Chen was surprised to find that during the inspection, Song Qiming's condition was still developing in a better direction.

This can no longer be described as a miracle, it is simply a miracle!

Ge Jun stood beside Xia Ruofei and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Xia, admire and admire! It seems that Secretary Song should not be in any big trouble......

Xia Ruofei said modestly: "It's just luck! It just so happens that I still have a little bit of experience in treating brain injuries." If you talk about the comprehensiveness of medical skills, you can't compare with Senior Brother Ge!"

Ge Jun laughed and said, "I don't think so, Senior Brother Xia, seeing you so good, I feel that I have really lived to ...... age at this age."

He originally wanted to say "live to a dog", but then it seemed a bit inappropriate to describe himself like this, so he suddenly got stuck.

Xia Ruofei felt a burst of amusement, he glanced at Ge Jun, and said: "Senior Brother Ge, don't be presumptuous, if you are so modest, then 99% of our Chinese medicine practitioners in China will probably find a piece of tofu and kill yourself......"

Just when the two brothers were "blowing each other's business", there was a suppressed cheer from the bedside.

Xia Ruofei and Ge Jun followed the prestige, only to see Professor Chen's face flushed with excitement, and he muttered, "Incredible...... It's incredible...... Spontaneous breathing and heartbeat were all restored...... Oh my God......"

Xia Ruofei and Ge Jun glanced at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces.

At this time, the mobile phone in Xia Ruofei's pocket vibrate.

Xia Ruofei took it out and saw that it was Song Wei calling, so he walked to the door and answered.

It turned out that Fang Liyun and Song Wei had been waiting in the hall outside the intensive care area, and the two of them were inevitably a little worried when they saw Xia Ruofei flying in for so long, and it was almost noon meal time and they hadn't come out yet.

Immediately afterwards, they saw Professor Chen hurriedly walking in with several doctors, and their worries became even stronger.

Fang Liyun and Song Wei have been waiting anxiously outside the door, having the heart to call Xia Ruofei to ask about the situation, and worried that Song Qiming is in a situation and is being rescued, and if he calls at this time, will it disturb Xia Ruofei.

After hesitating again and again, Song Wei still decided to call Xia Ruofei, because she couldn't help it.

In addition, she also knows Xia Ruofei's strength very well, and knows that even if Xia Ruofei is rescuing Song Qiming at this time, it is impossible for him to be affected by answering a phone call.

Xia Ruofei couldn't help laughing after learning the reason, and he said, "Weiwei, wait a minute!"

Then, he covered the microphone of his mobile phone, walked back to the bedside and said to Professor Chen: "Professor Chen, Uncle Song's family is a little worried outside, you see...... Can you let them in, I promise they won't interfere with the treatment!"

Song Qiming's identity is so special, and now Xia Ruofei is still his theoretical "elder", of course it is impossible for Professor Chen to refuse such a small request, he nodded without hesitation and said, "No problem!"

Then he turned his head and said to a graduate student he brought with him who participated in the inspection: "Xiao Li, you go and bring in Secretary Song's wife and daughter!"

"Okay, teacher!" said graduate student Xiao Li immediately, and then walked to the door of the ward.

Xia Ruofei let go of the hand covering the microphone of the mobile phone, and said with a smile: "Weiwei, Professor Chen has already asked people to go out to pick you up, you can come in and talk about it! Don't worry! Uncle Song has no problem!"

"Oh, okay!" Song Wei's voice trembled a little, and Xia Ruofei could tell that she should be a little nervous.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Professor Chen's student Xiao Li walked in with Fang Liyun and Song Wei, who had changed into isolation gowns.

As soon as Fang Liyun entered the door, she asked nervously, "Ruofei, what happened, why are so many people here?"