Chapter 118: Subversive cognition

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When Qin’s director saw that the indicators of breathing, heartbeat, blood pressure, and pulse displayed on the ECG monitoring had become normal and stable, there was a feeling of dreams.
After decades of medical treatment, he has never seen such a miraculous thing, and can even be said to be a strange event.
Here, Xia Ruofei still feeds Ma Xiong in a spoonful of spoonfuls.
The reason why he did not let Qin Dean intubate Ma Xiong was actually due to the great confidence in the petals of the flowers.
He absorbed the petals himself, and did not need to take it. He could be absorbed into the body by directly touching the petals with his body. Although the petals dissolved in the medicine, the basic attributes should not change.
Therefore, Xia Ruofei gave Ma Xiong a small spoon for the first time. In fact, before the medicine enters the esophagus, the composition of the flower petals has been absorbed by the body.
When Xia Ruofei continued to feed the medicine, Ma Xiong’s body constantly absorbed the ingredients of the odd flower petals. In fact, it had recovered from the state of deep coma and began to have a subconscious swallowing reaction.
With the constant drinking of the soup, Ma Xiong's physical state naturally began to recover - to know that Xia Ruofei was so sick, he used a whole piece of exotic flower petals.
Ma Zhiming saw that Qin’s reaction was so big that he couldn’t help but ask nervously:
What happened to Qin’s dean? Is it awkward to him...

Dean Qin said with excitement: "Ming Shao, Mr. Ma's vital signs are tending to be stable, this ... this ... is simply incredible!"
The decades of medical experience of Qin Dean has been subverted by this ironclad fact at this moment.
Ma Zhiming heard great joy and asked: "Is this representative of the land soon will wake up? Qin Dean, I am not okay?"
"This..." Qin Yuan smiled bitterly. "So many serious cerebral hemorrhages will leave a little sequelae..."
When he said this, he looked at Xia Ruofei and he was not very optimistic. Ma Xiong was basically sentenced to death in medicine, but Xia Ruofei pulled him back from the ghost gate with a dose of soup. This kind of medicine is simply unpredictable. Who knows if there will be any miracles in the future? What?
When Ma Zhiming heard it, he quickly asked: "The aftereffects? What are the aftereffects?"
Dean Qin deliberately said, very cautiously said: "This is not so good... The structure of the brain is too complicated. For the current human science, there are still too many unsolved mysteries in the brain..."
Ma Zhiming frowned and said: "Qin, Dean, you will say it directly. What are the sequelae in general?"
"It depends on the degree of brain damage. The most serious situation is to become a vegetative person." Qin said, "After many patients with cerebral hemorrhage have passed the acute phase, the vital signs are very stable, but they have long been coma, even forever. Will not wake up."
Qin Dean paused and said: "If the situation is better, the patient may wake up, but there will be partiality, loss of language function or memory impairment. This is not good..."
Ma Zhiming's face became very heavy, and Qin Dean advised him: "Ming Shao, maybe Mr. Ma is a natural person, can you recover as usual? You don't want to think so much anymore! Originally, Mr. Ema was in such a short time. In the deep coma, the death rate is as high as 95%. Is it not good now?"
"You can only think like this..." Ma Zhiming said awkwardly.
At this time, Xia Ruofei had already drunk a whole bowl of medicinal soup to Ma Xiong. He put the porcelain bowl on the bedside table and said faintly: "There will be no sequelae."
Ma Zhiming stunned: "What?"
"I said you don't worry so much, there will be no sequelae." Xia Ruofei said very calmly.

How is it possible?
Qin’s director couldn’t help but screamed.
Mr. Ma’s brain damage is more serious. Many injuries are irreversible. How can there be no sequelae?

All these words were blurted out. After they finished, they found that something was wrong. They quickly explained: "Ming Shao, I... I don't want Mr. Ma to be good, just..."
Ma Zhiming waved his hand and did not care about the loss of Qin’s dean. Instead, he looked very excitedly at Xia Ruofei and asked:
Xia Sheng, really? I really don’t have any aftereffects?

Xia Ruofei smiled a little, then said faintly: "Wait, you can't see it? We will wait a little while here! Mr. Ma should wake up quickly."
Just kidding, a whole piece of exotic flower petals can be cured even with his gradual freezing of human disease. This treatment has also seen results, how can it leave sequelae?
"You mean, I will wake up soon?" Ma Zhiming asked in surprise.
The dean of Qin also widened his eyes, as if he had heard the Arabian Nights.
If it wasn't for Ma Xiong who drank the medicine soup, the vital signs would be smooth and smooth. Qin Dean would have felt that Xia Ruofei was a liar and he was a liar.
But now he is not sure, especially when Xia Ruofei said so well.
Xia Ruofei smiled a little and did not explain much. He moved over a chair and took the lead.
Both Qin Yuan and Ma Zhiming stared nervously at Ma Xiong.
Ma Zhiming is full of hopes, and Qin Dean is in a complicated mood. His reason tells him that this is impossible, but deep down, he hopes to witness the great medical miracle.
Time has passed for almost three minutes.
In the past three minutes, Ma Zhiming was as difficult as three years. He looked at his father in front of his bed.
Suddenly, Ma Xiong’s finger moved slightly.
Ma Zhiming stood up at once, and he rubbed his eyes hard, fearing his own illusion.
However, Ma Xiong’s fingers moved again soon, this time with five fingers holding a fist together.
Ma Zhiming excitedly rushed to grab Ma Xiong’s hand and shouted softly:
Hey! Hey...

The director of Qin witnessed all this, and Zhang stood with a big mouth and couldn't believe his eyes.
Ma Xiong's eyelids moved and then opened his eyes with difficulty.
When he first saw Ma Zhiming, he asked very weakly: "What happened to me? Where is this? Do you not go back to the mainland with Mingxin?"
Ma Zhiming said with tears in his face: "Hey, you suddenly fainted at home, I came back after receiving a call from the mainland... You scared me to know..."
"Isn't it okay?" Ma Xiong smiled and said.
Dean Qin also said quickly: "Ming Shao, now Mr. Ma's situation is the most volatile mood, please restrain yourself."
"Well, good..." Ma Zhiming said quickly, "Hey, you have peace of mind, you must be calm..."
Ma Xiong smiled and nodded, then his eyes fell on the body of Qin, saying: "Qin, the director, I have worked hard..."
President Qin quickly said: "Mr. Ma, hey! We have a limited level. You are helpless in the face of your illness. It is Mr. Xia who really saves you!"
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