Chapter 282: Do You Want to Save?
"What does this little friend mean is that the old chief of the dream is because he inhaled the pollen of these flowers, so he is now unconscious and unable to fall asleep?"
It was Hong Lao who spoke.
Hong Lao is already seventy or eighty years old, but he is wearing a Tang costume, he looks very energetic, his eyes are very sharp, staring at Song Shan, and asking: "As far as I know, most of the epiphany flowers are only ornamental, although the flowers can be used as medicine, but the effect is only soft stool to detoxify, the effect of clearing heat and relieving asthma, I have not heard of it, the pollen of epiphany is still toxic, so far I have not seen it!"
"Shanzi, this is Hong Lao, the first miracle doctor in Yanjing, you can't make a mistake!" Fang Nanyi was afraid that Song Shanshan would bump into these old guys, after all, these old guys are all doctors, and they are doctors with high status, just pull them out one by one, and they have a large network of relationships, especially Hong Lao, the imperial doctor of two generations of national leaders, and now the consultant of the Health Bureau, there are countless disciples and grandchildren, even if it is her Fang family, they can't bear it.
"Hong Lao, the world is very big, you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist!" Song Shan was a little apprehensive, but he quickly calmed down, after all, he was a human being in two lives, and he was an official in his previous life, and his psychological quality was okay, even in the face of these big guys, he could be stable, he smiled and said: "Of course, if you question my statement, I can also pretend that I haven't said anything!"
"No!"
Hong Lao shook his head: "I'm not questioning, but I think it's very possible, so I want to know a little more clearly, what is a dream epiphany, can Xiaoyou make it clear!"
Originally, a group of professors and doctors from the Health Bureau wanted to be mad, but Hong Lao said so, so they had to turn off the fire and look at Song Shan to see what he could say.
"Dream epiphany, it is an ancient flower, and it is the first time I have seen it, but it is exactly the same as the record in ancient books!"
Song Shan squatted down, looked at the potted plant, and said: "Epiphany is known as a beauty under the moon, blooming under the moon, flowering time is not long, ephemeral, very difficult to find, but just relative to ordinary epiphany, dream epiphany, flowering like a dream, a flower, a dream, dream does not wake up, flowers do not wither, as long as it blooms, there will be someone who sinks, and the sinking person has not been able to wake up, it has been blooming here, regardless of the sun and moon, regardless of day and night, if I am not mistaken, this epiphany, blooming until now, has not withered!"
"Indeed!"
As the guard around Dream for three years, Lebo has basically not left Dream for three years, and he is most familiar with this flower: "The chief has brought it back so far, this flower is in full bloom, so the chief is very precious to it, thinking that he is the best among the epiphany, observing day and night, and sleeping without leaving his hand!"
Lebo had a question again: "But I also follow the chief in and out every day, and I also smell it day and night, why am I okay?"
"Because it's not aimed at you!" replied Song Shan.
"What do you mean?" everyone was puzzled, a flower can still target people.
"Dogs can recognize people, and so can flowers!"
Song Shan said: "Dream epiphany will also be serious, the flowers are pure white, the rhizome is blood red, whoever drops a drop of blood on the rhizome, it will passively target whom!"
"Impossible, the old man hasn't shed a drop of blood this month, I know this very well!"
"How do you know that no one dripped his blood into this flower before it bloomed!"
Song Shan sighed.
Tian Buyi is well-intentioned, because of its single-minded performance, it rarely hurts people by mistake, ordinary people, people who have nothing to do with it, rarely bloom, only dripping blood can bloom, flowering, pollen is passively toxic.
"And such an epiphany!"
"I've seen it!"
"But can epiphany pollen really poison people?"
A group of doctors were discussing in a whisper.
"Dream Er, or we will send the old chief of Dream to the hospital for a detailed examination, if it is poisoning, we will definitely be able to find out, if this little friend is right, he may be neurological poisoning!"
Wu Lao suddenly said to Meng Jiefang.
"Poisoned?"
Meng Jiefang gritted his teeth, there was anger in his heart, but his face did not change the line, he was just thinking about one thing: Is this dream epiphany a coincidence, or is someone specially prepared it for his father?
Nine times out of ten, it was specially prepared for my father.
Who is this man?
Why should he not get along with his father, he didn't know that he would be fighting with the dreamer forever.
"Second brother, this pot of flowers was brought back from the Tan family, I will go to the Tan family now to ask for an explanation!" Meng Jianjun, the third elder of the dream family, said angrily.
"Shut up!"
Meng Jiefang snorted coldly, the Tan family is not muddy, and whether this matter has anything to do with the Tan family, it's really hard to say, my father and the old man of the Tan family are friends of life and death, and it is impossible for the old man Tan to do this kind of thing to him.
The more this time, the more you have to be calm.
"Elder Hong, if you are poisoned, can you detoxify it?" Meng Jiefang asked Elder Hong.
"I have thoroughly inspected the body of the old chief of Meng, and I can't find any signs of poisoning, let alone talk about detoxification!" Hong Lao shook his head: "If it is really poisoned, the bell must be tied to the bell, and the poison needs to be treated with poison!"
"What about Western medicine?"
"It is undeniable that Western medicine has developed rapidly, and in some aspects, it has far surpassed the development of traditional Chinese medicine, especially the examination of some instruments, which can find a lot of detailed problems, and medicine itself is a kind of meticulous examination, so they have advantages, but they have done blood tests before, and they have done a biopsy, but there is no effect, and Western medicine may not detect anything!"
Hong Lao's words are relatively upright, impartial, and he will not boast of the invincibility of traditional Chinese medicine, but he will not boast that Western medicine is absolutely powerful, he said softly: "Chinese culture has a long history, such as the Gu of Miaojiang, or some ancient poisons, even the instrument can't detect it!"
"What then?"
Dream Liberation asked.
"There is no one in front of you, maybe you can solve the problem, after all, we don't know the existence of Epiphany, and he counts it as usual!" Hong Lao said with a smile: "He should be more familiar with this toxicity than any of us!"
"He?" Meng Jiefang looked at the young man.
He is a man, a young man, or a young man that Meng Yue brought home for the first time, so Meng Jiefang's first attitude was hostile, he regarded Meng Yue as a daughter, and naturally guarded against all the men who could take his daughter away, who had raised cabbage for more than 20 years, and would give it to the pig casually.
"Shanzi, can you save it?" Meng Yue looked at Song Shan and asked softly.
"Do you want to save it?"
Song Shan asked rhetorically, "Even if he did something like that?"
If he hadn't heard Tian Buyi's story, he wouldn't hesitate to save people, no matter whether he could save it or not, he had to do it, not violating the morality in his heart, in order to get comfort, or he would feel very uncomfortable when he thought about it later, and a human life slipped through his hands.
But Tian Buyi's story made him feel that he was not saving a despicable villain, an executioner, a vicious and vicious, murderer of the whole family.
In this way, he also has a sense of guilt.
"What will happen if my grandfather continues like this?"
Mengyue's hands were trembling, right and wrong, right and wrong, family affection, guilt, resentment, countless feelings were constantly touching each other in her heart, and her heart was very painful.
"The only function of the pollen of the epiphany is to make people dream, dream as they like, if he has a sweet dream, he will sink in one beautiful dream after another, if he has a nightmare, he will fall in one nightmare after another!"
Song Shan replied: "He will sleep like this, sleep all the time, until his soul dies, and he will be freed from his dreams!"