After two days of busy work, the sick pigs of the other three families were almost wiped out, but Wang Fugui's family was left to survive.

In stark contrast, the two pigs of Song Chunguang's family are still lying down, and they are so thin that there are almost no fat left.

"Why don't you get another shot off today?"

Song Ci looked at the two pigs who were about to lose weight and bones, and he couldn't bear it, worried that they wouldn't be able to withstand this barbaric treatment.

"Will it work? Will it get sicker?"

Song Chunguang asked hesitantly.

Her pigs can be saved, and at this time, shouldn't they take advantage of the victory to pursue and annihilate the root of the disease in one go? As long as the pig is cured, it can be raised well.

There are still a few months before the end of the year, even if you can't feed 200 catties, you can have a hundred or ten catties, which is all money.

If you get better a day sooner, you can grow a day earlier, so why do you need to reduce the needle? She thinks it's good to add two more injections!

Ma Qianqian glared at the anxious daughter-in-law and said:

"Listen to the little porcelain!"

I'm afraid of this, the layman commands the insider, and all the good things are done badly.

Song Chunguang didn't want to refute his man's face in front of people, moved his lips, and didn't speak.

Song Ci was not too sure, and said frankly:

"I don't know how to do better. It's just that looking at the blood released now, the color and smell are very light, probably the condition is under control?

The next step is to rely on the recovery ability of the pigs themselves to continue the fight against the residual virus.

But this ability to recover is related to one's own fitness.

If the pig bleeds too much, it must be very weak, will it hurt its vitality, but it will recover slowly?"

As soon as she spoke of her concerns, the three adults also fell into deep thought.

This is true.

But it's a bit adventurous.

If the treatment process is slowed down, what if the virus comes back again?

If you start all over again, the pig can't bear it, and there won't be so much blood to put it.

A few people looked at each other, and no one could make up their minds.

"Why don't you ask someone from the technology station to take a look?"

Song Chunguang hesitated to propose.

Ma Qianqian vetoed:

"Technician Xia is so unhappy with us, let out a word and wait to see what happens to us, even if there is a way, he will not help. ”

invisibly made a feud, and Ma Qianqian was also a little depressed.

I have to hope that Song Ci can really cure this swine fever and make a great contribution, and then help the family to do the activities, get Song Chunan to be this technician, and take the surname Xia away, so I am not afraid of him being a demon.

As soon as these words came out, there was another silence.

Song Chunan looked at both ends and didn't interject.

He wanted to try it as his daughter said, but what if he was wrong?

There's no need to take risks at this time.

But these days, soaking back and forth, watching his daughter work so hard to save the pigs, he suddenly felt that the smell was not so terrible.

He's not even as good as a girl, is he? How can he be a technician? It's easier than working in the fields!

The four of them were squatting and worrying, when they heard a car ring, and then honked them twice.

Who owes so much? Driving a car is amazing? What do you show?

Song Chunan turned his head and glared angrily, and saw the back door of the black car parked on the side open, and an acquaintance came down.

"Teacher Yin, why are you here?"

Song Chunan recognized the person and was pleasantly surprised to go over to greet him, but he got up too quickly and almost fell, it turned out that his legs were numb.

"Teacher!"

Song Ci's physique was stronger than her father's, and she rushed over like a bullet, hugged the teacher's thigh, raised her head and cried and laughed.

"Why are you here? I'm almost worried about you. Are you cured? What is your illness? Are you tired from riding in the car? Don't get down to blow the wind, go back to the car and sit and rest. ”

Yin Nanfeng listened to the little apprentice's series of greetings, an elegant smile appeared on his face, bent down to touch her little head, and said gently:

"Miss the teacher? I'm fine, okay, I can still fly high with you. ”

Song Ci burst into tears and laughed, how dare she really ask the teacher to play such a thrilling game with her?

"I'm too old to play kids' games anymore. If you want to coax me in the future, you'll have to change your tactics. ”

Yin Nanfeng smiled meaningfully at her:

"Get two more sick pigs for you to play with?"