This was the first time that song QingHan did this kind of extraction experiment in front of Yuanyuan Xuan. Therefore, from the very beginning of his action, yuanyuanxuan kept a state that the atmosphere did not dare to come out. Until he began to speak, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The steps just mentioned are not complicated, but it is not so easy to write down one step. What's more, yuanxuan is very clear that this kind of thing can't tolerate any error. Even if the action is slow, it may lead to the failure of the experiment.
Seeing that Wenxuan yuan had no questions to ask, song QingHan did not say anything. After wiping his sweat with a clean towel, song QingHan turned his head and looked at the pig who knew nothing about it. He knew that it was the "dinner" from now on.
The original text Xuan sees Song Qing han to look dignified, imperceptibly also followed pursed tight mouth, a heart mentioned throat eye edge.
The master and the apprentices tried their best to fix the pig on the table. They did not know whether the pig had anticipated the next thing or not. Their mouths were full of tears. Song QingHan had a strong heart and could not help being called out.
But as soon as he thought it was to save people, he took a deep breath and calmed down.
The structure of a pig is naturally different from that of a man, but song QingHan once learned about it, so it is not difficult for him to find out where to start.
But even if the pig is thinner, the subcutaneous fat is much more than the human, so song QingHan can't help tightening his eyebrows when he feels the resistance of his hands.
Do surgery also pay attention to a "fast accurate hard", once slow, feel completely different.
Fortunately, song QingHan's psychological quality is hard enough. Looking at his tight muscles, he scratched down without any pause. After arriving at the destination, he inserted the reed pole that had been prepared for a long time.
But more troublesome is, this pig does not have uremia, the circulation in the body is normal, so the dialysate is useless.
See dialysate motionless, and his under this pig's cry more and more fierce, song QingHan finally headache up.
He didn't want to reach the goal in one step. He just wanted to see how likely the operation was to succeed. However, it seems that the success rate is even lower than he imagined.
The poor pig in the struggle fruitless, finally in half an hour stopped screaming, turned into a pile of good ingredients.
Song QingHan quietly took back the reed pole, observed it carefully for a moment, and summed up the cause of failure in his heart.
Xuan sighed quietly. Although he was a little disappointed, he had to say that the heart he had been holding was finally released. He did not know whether he felt relieved for the pig or that he did not have to listen to the pig's cry any more.
He thought for a while and couldn't help but sigh: "if you can make the pig feel no pain, but even if you feel dizzy, I'm afraid it will wake up in the middle of the way?"
Song Hualian suddenly picked up the pig's paw and gave it to me in the evening
After that, he rushed to the street directly, but he didn't find the place of the auction house after walking for a long time. Finally, a stranger suddenly came to ask him whether he was going to the auction house, and finally he took him to the right path.
At this time, song QingHan would be a fool if he didn't know that Mu Qingfeng had sent him to follow him. However, he didn't say anything. After all, people helped him and didn't disturb his life.
After coming to the auction house, he did not go to Mu Qingfeng as the man thought. Instead, he directly found the person in charge of the auction last time and asked, "have you ever seen poppies?"
The man seemed to have known about the relationship between song QingHan and Mu Qingfeng, so he was kind to him. However, when he heard the word "Poppy", he could not help wrinkling his brows. After a silent glance at Song QingHan, he said slowly, "we have seen nature. After all, we are in charge of auction houses. The more strange things we see, the more we see them, the more we see them The more, just... "
" that's good. Can you get me some? "
After getting the affirmative answer, song QingHan directly put forward his own requirements, because he can't afford to waste his time now, so naturally he has something to say.
The man paused, his eyes flickered with hesitation. After a long time, he said earnestly: "since you are a doctor, naturally you also know the horror of that thing. Whether you use it for yourself or for others, I suggest you better give up this idea..."
seeing his misunderstanding, song QingHan said directly: "I know how terrible that thing is, because I was addicted to it Yes, so you don't have to worry. Even if I'm for human use, it won't exceed the dose. "
After hearing song QingHan say that he had been addicted to the past, the man's eyes flashed with surprise and hesitated: "the addiction of that thing is not something that ordinary people can give up..."
seeing song QingHan frown slightly, he added: "of course, I'm not questioning you, just stating the facts I know."
Song QingHan frowned not because of his words, but simply remembered that period of suffering."Well, yes, ordinary people can't quit, but I'm from class two."
He laughed and said a cold joke that is often used in modern times. Seeing the man's face puzzled and his smile in his eyes was deeper, he said calmly: "don't worry, I'm trying to treat the disease for mu bang. Just help me find it. If you find it, let him take it to my home. If I'm not here, tell my family that it's from the leader of Mu gang."
After that, he thought about it for a moment, and he simply told the person all the other things he needed. There was no need to worry. Quality is more important than speed.
After knowing that all these things were prepared for mu Qingfeng, the man's face suddenly changed. After taking notes seriously, he frowned and thought, as if he was trying to figure out where to get these ancient strange things that song QingHan asked for.
Song QingHan saw nothing else, so he asked the man to take him home and plan the next experiment with high morale.
As Hualian handled the dead pig, she looked at Song QingHan with worried eyes. Seeing that he did not intend to carry out the experiment immediately, Hualian relaxed her shoulder and finally put down the big stone in her heart.
If you kill two pigs a day, even if they can be preserved in bacon, he can't be busy alone...
at dinner in the evening, Wu Dahu brought back a good news, that is, after spending a day, he finally found something that met the requirements of song QingHan.
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