Fang Hong made seven comb-shaped scrapers and a plate of cinnabar paste, and then waited for Ling Wanfu to soak in the old ginger water.

At this moment, Fang Hong told Huang Luan about the situation of Ling Wanfu that he had just learned, Huang Luan was first surprised, and then silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed little by little, Ling Wanfu had been soaking in ginger water for nearly two hours, at this time, the sun was sinking, the night was coming, and the house was also dark.

A lone lamp, struggling to hold up a faint light.

"Almost." Fang Hong stood up and instructed Huang Luan: "You help Lao Ling to the bed and let him lie down." ”

……

Fang Hong took the plate of cinnabar paste and seven peach wood scrapers and walked to Ling Wanfu's bed, and said, "It's a little painful, you have to endure it." ”

Ling Wanfu said: "As long as you think that there is hope to survive, you can endure any pain." ”

Fang Hong nodded, grabbed a handful of cinnabar paste with his hand, applied it to Ling Wanfu's back, and then scraped it back and forth with a peach wood scraper, starting with less force, and then gradually increasing the intensity, Ling Wanfu began to feel pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word.

As he said, there is hope to live in his heart, and there is no pain that cannot be endured.

Ling Xiaoyan watched intently from the side, holding her two little hands in front of her chest, biting her lip and muttering from time to time.

She was praying to the gods to bless her father's safety.

Even Huang Luan was extremely nervous, he and Ling Wanfu had the same disease, and the success or failure of Fang Hong's treatment this time could directly foresee his fate.

If Fang Hong could cure Ling Wanfu, then it would naturally be okay to cure him, if Fang Hong failed. Can that cure him? It's really hard to say......

Let's talk about Fang Hong. With the medicinal paste, he kept scraping Ling Wanfu's back with a scraper, and gradually, Ling Wanfu's back began to emit a trace of white cold!

Are these what Dr. Fang called yin poison? Huang Luan secretly guessed in his heart, but seeing that Fang Hongzheng was engrossed in treating Ling Wanfu, he didn't dare to bother.

As Fang Hong vigorously blew, more and more cold air came out of Ling Wanfu's back. Even Ling Xiaoyan and Huang Luan, who were standing next to them, could feel a chill hit their faces, and they couldn't help but shiver a few times in a row.

And the medicinal paste that was applied to Ling Wanfu's back actually began to become hard and dry, as if it was frozen.

So Fang Hong removed the frozen and hardened paste, re-coated it with a new paste, replaced it with a new scraper, and continued to scrape until Ling Wanfu's back no longer had a cold air.

Then there are the arms. Legs, limbs, chest. Use a peach scraper with cinnabar paste to scrape the poison......

After a full two hours, Fang Hong threw down the scraper and sat on the bed panting.

Seeing Ling Wanfu at this time, his whole body was scraped red by the scraper, as if he had been burned by fire, which looked quite terrifying, and he himself was also because of the severe pain of scraping his body for a long time, and as soon as he stopped, he suddenly felt tired and fell asleep.

Ling Xiaoyan obediently immediately helped her father cover the quilt, and then asked very nervously, "Doctor Fang, how is my father?" Was he cured? ”

Fang Hong rubbed his numb right arm and said with a smile: "It's okay, the yin poison in his body has been almost cleared, and there will be no more danger to his life, and he only needs to be carefully maintained next, and he can be completely healed." ”

"Really, really?" Ling Xiaoyan was overjoyed.

Huang Luan also breathed a sigh of relief, in this way, he didn't have to worry about his illness anymore.

Fang Hong touched his belly and said with a smile: "Xiaoyan, your father probably won't wake up until he sleeps for a long time, and I'm hungry too!" ”

"Well, Doctor Fang, please wait, I'll go cook right away!" Ling Xiaoyan smiled sweetly and ran to the kitchen to cook like a bird.

It seems that there is finally some sunshine and innocence in line with his age.

"Xiao Yan, this kid is really not easy." Huang Luanxi shushed, thoughtful.

Fang Hong just smiled and didn't speak, his test of Huang Luan was far from over.

Xiao Yan quickly made dinner, and the three of them sat around a table, because of her father's improved condition, Ling Xiaoyan was in a very good mood, and she always had a sweet smile on her little face, which was much more lively and cheerful than before.

"Xiaoyan, are you going to school now?" Huang Luan suddenly asked.

Ling Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment, and her expression suddenly dimmed: "I didn't go to school, I dropped out." ”

"That's right." Huang Luan nodded.

……

After eating, after waiting for about an hour, Ling Wanfu finally woke up, although his whole body was hot and painful, but he felt much better, the most surprising thing for him was that he found that the cold air in his body that made him feel like being in an ice cellar all the time had disappeared without a trace, and after drinking a bowl of old ginger soup given to him by Fang Hong, he felt warm all over, and simply lifted the quilt!

"Lao Ling, how do you feel now?" Fang Hong asked Ling Wanfu.

Ling Wanfu was so excited that his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Except that I feel a little weak in my body and a little pain in my skin, it's normal, this feeling is so good!" ”

Fang Hong nodded: "You're fine, the treatment was successful." ”

"Dad!" Ling Xiaoyan threw herself into Ling Wanfu's arms, crying and laughing: "Great, you're finally fine, woo woo......"

"Xiaoyan, this time is really difficult for you, it's Dad is not good, Dad is not good." Ling Wanfu stroked his daughter's hair, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Lao Ling, I'm sorry for your father and daughter!" At this time, Huang Luan suddenly said to Ling Wanfu.

Ling Wanfu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Huang Luan with a puzzled expression: "Mr. Huang, why do you say that?" ”

Although Huang Luan is the largest shareholder of the coal mine, because it is not the main business of his company, it is usually managed by Zheng Shaohua and his subordinates.

"I'm also one of the owners of the Dafa Coal Mine." Huang Luan said in a deep voice.

"......" Ling Wanfu frowned and thought for a while, and finally understood what Huang Luan meant, but this time he experienced the two heavens of life and death, and his mentality was also much more open-minded, and he hurriedly said: "Boss Huang is serious, this incident is an accident, you can't be blamed." ”

Huang Luan Zhengse said: "No, you are a work-related injury, as the owner of the coal mine, I should compensate you." ”

Then he asked Fang Hong: "Doctor Fang, does Lao Ling still need to recuperate for a period of time before he can completely recover?" ”

Fang Hong nodded: "Yes, at least three months." ”

Huang Luan said to Ling Wanfu: "Old Ling, I will arrange for you to go to the sanatorium tonight to recuperate until you are fully recovered." ”

Ling Wanfu couldn't help but look embarrassed: "Thank you, Boss Huang, but ...... If I go to recuperate, then, what about Xiaoyan? ”

"Hey!" Huang Luan smiled: "What do you think you are worried about, don't worry, I will take Xiaoyan to live in my house, let her go back to school, and after you recover, if you want, I will help you rearrange your work and housing, so as to avoid the worries of your father and daughter." ”

"This, this, this ......" Ling Wanfu's eyes widened, he really wondered if he was dreaming, he was an extremely desperate patient a few hours ago, how could he have undergone earth-shaking changes in just a few hours, and great things happened to him one after another, making his future extremely bright?

What a wonderful fate!

Bite! At the same time, the merit monument in Fang Hong's mind flashed with golden light, increasing the merit value by 1. (To be continued......)