An Xia scooped a spoonful of Chinese medicine with a spoon and put it in Lu Baichuan's mouth, and after a while, the Chinese medicine slowly flowed out along the corners of his mouth, Lu Baichuan was still in a coma, and he would not take the initiative to drink the medicine at all.

What to do? She frowned, tried again, and it was still like that.

The attending doctor gloated in the back, and said that this thing was not good, a black bowl of thick water, exuding a strange smell, just like the poison made by a witch, he had to vomit when he saw it, not to mention that this thing was still for people to drink, and this patient would be tossed to death by him sooner or later.

An Xia didn't know that the attending doctor standing in the ward was so full of mental activity, she frowned, there are two ways to not drink it, one is to insert a nasogastric feeding tube, and the other is to the esophagus, but these two things are uncomfortable and have a certain irritation to the nasal cavity.

After thinking about it, she drank a large sip of Chinese medicine, leaned down, pinched Lu Baichuan's nose, and then fed him the medicine with her mouth.

This move made the face of the security guard next to An Xia red, and he immediately shifted his gaze, making the attending doctor behind him widen his eyes, he didn't expect An Xia to make such a bold move, but the medicine was fed in this way.

After feeding the medicine, An Xia took out the Eight Treasure Pill from her bag again, although her Chinese medicine added things to nourish qi and blood, but Lu Baichuan's pulse was a little weak, it should be because he didn't eat, and now he didn't wake up, considering that he was weak, he could only use the Eight Treasure Pill to replenish his foundation.

She put a pill in her mouth and chewed it, then put it in Lu Baichuan's mouth, then drank a sip of water, and ran the pill in Lu Baichuan's mouth with water along with the residue of traditional Chinese medicine.

The attending doctor was shocked by this scene of operation, what was that black pill just now? Why does it feel so much like a terrible poison in witchcraft, or something to be used to perform some witchcraft.

"What did you give him?"

The security personnel translated the words of the attending doctor to Anxia.

An Xia said calmly: "A traditional Chinese medicine that replenishes qi and blood, reduces swelling and dissolves blood stasis." ”

The attending doctor shook his head again and again, calling God out of his mouth, indicating that he could not believe it.

An Xia Ke didn't care what the attending doctor thought, after feeding the medicine, he asked the doctor to give Lu Baichuan a nutritional injection, he didn't eat and his body was weak, which was not conducive to the effect of the medicine.

Of course, there are nutritional injections in the hospital, but this is a very precious injection in Moscow, so the attending doctor did not consider giving Lu Baichuan such a precious medicine, he considered feeding some food through a nasogastric tube.

The attending doctor thought so, so naturally he said this, I heard that liquid food was fed with a nasogastric tube, An Xia frowned, anyway, Lu Baichuan swallowed the medicine he fed just now, so he might as well stew some medicinal porridge and make up for Lu Baichuan, which is better than the nutrition injection.

She is a man of action, she started to act when she started to conceive, she left the security personnel to accompany Lu Baichuan, and ran to the kitchen by herself, the kitchen utensils are complete, and the ingredients are in the space, she can prepare them herself.

Seeing that the little girl who had just cooked the strange medicinal soup came again, the faces of the people in the kitchen turned green, and they opened the window, and the smell could not be dispersed for a long time, and finally faded a little.

"Oh my God, what is she going to do?"

The chef shouted in a low voice, Anxia had already come to him, with a smile, gesturing to indicate that he wanted to borrow a pot, as long as he cooked and ate in a pot, the chef understood.

Cooking and eating, as long as you don't cook that weird Chinese medicine, the chef nodded, and found a ceramic enamel pot for An Xia, An Xia was very happy, this kind of pot cooking porridge is the best, because it can lock the temperature, and the things cooked out are particularly rotten.

Thinking of this, she took out a small bag of japonica rice, blood glutinous rice, because sea cucumber and other supplements need to be soaked in advance, Anxia changed a medicinal dietary recipe, using red dates, wolfberries, longan lilies and other things.

A few people in the kitchen just looked at An Xia like that, all of them looked confused, this little girl's satchel didn't look big, but she could take out so many things, the East is really magical, and the Oriental people are also magical.

An Xia washed all the ingredients, began to simmer the porridge over low heat, she only put a little astragalus and ginseng slices in the medicinal materials, most of them were ingredients, this pot of porridge stewed for an hour, and finally became slimy rice porridge with no rice grains.

Anxia borrowed the spice from the chef again, sprinkled a little salt, put a little sesame oil, and then a smell of food mixed with sweet aroma and rice slowly spread throughout the kitchen.

The chef twitched his nose, this smell had a peculiar aroma, he stepped forward to ask Anxia, one could not speak English, the other could not speak Russian, after a long time, Anxia suddenly nodded, took a clean bowl, and filled a bowl of porridge, this is to replenish qi and blood, and ordinary people have no problem eating it.

Then the chef took a bowl of porridge and watched the little girl of Huaxia leave, messy in the wind.

He was not hungry just now, but he wanted to ask what was in it, but this little girl gave her a bowl of porridge with no ingredients?

The chef picked up the spoon, dug a spoonful, and put the medicinal porridge into his mouth under the worried eyes of everyone, his brows furrowed, and his eyes suddenly widened, and the big guy gasped.

The assistant chef immediately stepped forward and asked him if he felt unwell, he should not eat Oriental food, the East is all witchcraft, do you want to go to the hospital immediately.

The chef waved his hand, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and then dug a spoonful and put it in his mouth, savoring it, a compound taste, with a clear sense of layering, and finally a mixed aroma, which should be an oriental spice?

Whatever it was, this bowl of porridge was so delicious, and the chef finished eating a bowl of porridge with three strokes and five divided by two, which made the eyes of the people around him widen.

An Xia didn't know this scene in the kitchen, and after returning with the pot, he took out two bowls from the space and filled a bowl of porridge to the security personnel.

The security personnel who watched blushed, and finally ran to the corridor with porridge to eat, and after eating, they waited for a long time to hear that there was no movement inside before coming in, and when they saw Anxia eating porridge by themselves, the staff smiled: "The porridge you made is really delicious." ”

"Let's eat another bowl, this is medicinal porridge, which is good for the body."

The security guard was really hungry, and he didn't excuse himself, and ate another full bowl, and now both of them were tired and fell asleep.

An Xia fell asleep, the sky was getting brighter, and Deng Yifan and Huang Qiang, who were hiding in the female boss's house, began to worry about whether Lu Baichuan had successfully escaped from Victor's minions after a night's rest.

"Don't worry, I'll go to Red Square today and look for the person in the photo."

Deng Yifan didn't know how to thank this Russian aunt anymore, he thanked him several times, and the female boss was very angry, only saying that this was Vivian's fiancé, Vivian is Anxia's English name in Russia, and she wants to repay Vivian's kindness.