Xia Ruofei returned to Old Song's room to check his situation. When it was almost noon, he made another pair of Chinese medicine and sent it to him.

According to Song Zhengping's arrangement, Song Zhenglin and Song Zhiping both bid farewell to Mr. Song in the morning, one returned to Dong Lu and the other returned to the capital.

The Song family is very efficient. The report drafted by Director Lu personally sent back to the capital through confidential channels through encrypted telegrams in the morning. With Song Zhengping's personal intervention, the capital also responded very quickly.

The entire medical team in charge of Liang Haitao was urgently recalled. Liang Haitao, who was still arrogant yesterday, was so shameless that he took the entire medical team back to Beijing under the "escort" of a squad of soldiers.

Originally, it would be enough to replace the doctor, but this matter has become politicized, so the entire medical team, including the nursing staff and technical support staff, were all withdrawn.

Because of his stubbornness, Liang Haitao will not only suffer severe setbacks in his career after returning to Beijing, but also have to bear the anger from his family. This period of time will definitely not be easy in the future.

However, Liang Haitao must have held a grudge against Xia Rufei because of this.

A leader in charge of the Health Care Bureau of the General Office of the CPC Central Committee also called Song Zhengping personally to express his sincere apology and promised to strictly control the political responsibilities and strictly select new medical team members in accordance with the requirements of Song Zhengping's brother and sister.

The new medical team is quickly formed and will leave Beijing in the afternoon and be expected to arrive in Hongzhou in the evening.

Before this, the Health Bureau also coordinated with the Jiangnan Provincial People's Hospital and sent several senior nurses to provide temporary support. These were all veteran head nurses with high qualifications in the Provincial People's Hospital and had rich nursing experience.

News of Mr. Song's physical condition improving spread wildly. Many people in the capital, Shandong and other places felt like the storm was coming and the wind was filling the building. With Song Zhenglin and Song Zhiping's return, storms began to brew...

Mountainous area in western Hongzhou.

A heavily guarded courtyard.

Mr. Song has woken up, but his body is still quite weak. As a daughter, Song Zhilan has been serving in front of the hospital bed, and the dose of Chinese medicine from Xia Rufei was also served by Mr. Song Zhilan personally took the earthen pottery bowl and fed it to Mr. Song.

After taking the medicine, Mr. Song's physical condition improved further and his mental state was much better than in the morning.

However, Xia Rufei did not let Song Zhengping and others stay in the room for too long, because Mr. Song needs rest now. Even if he doesn't speak, he just listens to the reports of Song Zhengping and Director Lu, which is also very energy-consuming.

In the afternoon, Tian Huilan came to Mr. Song's room and asked him to say goodbye. As a provincial capital city, Tian Huilan, she worked in a lot of work. She had already accumulated a lot of things after taking leave for two days. Now seeing Mr. Song's health gradually recovered, she felt much more relieved, so she naturally rushed back to Sanshan.

Before leaving, Tian Huilan found Xia Rufei specifically and expressed her gratitude to Xia Rufei again.

In the evening, Xia Rufei boiled the fourth dose of Chinese medicine, and Song Zhilan did not have a fake nurse, so she still feeds Mr. Song himself.

Before taking the medicine, Mr. Song's mental state was already very good. He also took the initiative to smile and greet Xia Rufei. Almost one-third of the ingredients of the strange flower petals made Mr. Song's body restore from his dying state to his current level, which is a miracle in medicine.

Not long after Xia Rufei returned to the doctor's lounge, Director Lu knocked on the door and came in.

"Doctor Xia, the leader wants to see you." Director Lu said.

"Oh? Didn't you let him have a good rest?" Xia Ruofei stood up and said slightly surprised.

Director Lu smiled bitterly and said, "After drinking the medicine in the evening, the old man's mental state has improved a lot. He had just said something to Provincial President Song for a long time, and now he wants to meet you again... The leader has instructions, so I can only implement it!"

Xia Ruofei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll talk to him later. He will always listen to the doctor's words, right?"

"Yes, yes, Dr. Xia, the leader will definitely listen to you." Director Lu said.

Xia Rufei and Director Lu walked into Mr. Song's room together.

Song Zhengping and Song Zhilan were also sitting beside the bed, talking to the old man.

Seeing Xia Rufei coming in, Old Song showed a smile on his face, waved to Xia Rufei and said, "Doctor Xia, come and sit..."

The legendary general's voice is still a little weak, but the calm voice can still feel a trace of the breath of golden swords and iron horses. This is a trace of murderous aura naturally developed in years of life and death fighting, and it is also a momentum that has been raised by being in the upper position for many years.

Song Zhengping and Song Zhilan both stood up, and Song Zhengping said respectfully: "Dad, then we'll go out first, you can rest early later."

Old Song smiled and nodded.

Song Zhengping nodded to Xia Ruofei, reached out to pat his shoulder, and then left the room with Song Zhilan. Director Lu also quietly retreated and brought the door of the room with him.

"Hello, Chief!" Xia Ruofei stood attentively in front of the hospital bed.

Old Song had a kind smile on his face, and there seemed to be a strange look in his muddy eyes. He raised his hand and said, "Doctor Xia, please sit down."

"Yes! Thank you, Chief!" Xia Rufei sat down on the stool in front of the bed, his waist straightened.

In front of this legendary general, Xia Rufei unconsciously placed himself in the position of a soldier again. Although the old man on the hospital bed was like a candle in the wind, he could still give Xia Rufei a feeling of looking up to the mountains.

Old Song leaned against the head of the bed, looked at Xia Rufei, and said with a smile: "Doctor Xia..."

"Chief, just call me Xiao Xia!" Xia Ruofei said quickly.

Mr. Song smiled and said, "Okay, okay, then I will call you Xiaoxia... Xiaoxia! Thank you so much this time. I thought I was going to play bridge with the old political commissar this time. I didn't expect that my old bones would survive again. Thanks to your wonderful skills in rejuvenation!"

The old political commissar mentioned by Mr. Song was a great man. He was the political commissar of the field army where Mr. Song was in. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he rose and fell several times and eventually became the core of China's leadership. Among the top ten hobbies in this great man's life, there is the item of playing bridge.

The great man passed away at the end of the last century, so Mr. Song’s words were actually a funny expression, which means that he thought he could not hold on this time and was going to leave.

"Chief, don't be so polite!" Xia Rufei said, "You are my idol! I feel honored to do my best to your health!"

Mr. Song laughed heartily: "I almost forgot that you were an excellent soldier, but now you have become an excellent doctor. In this regard, you and me have many similarities!"

Mr. Song was once an excellent soldier, and after he moved to the local area, he also did a great career.

Xia Ruofei hurriedly said, "Chief, I can't compare to you! You are a general in the army, and I am a soldier; when you return to work in the local area, you become a national leader, I just do some small business and make small fuss... If you want to say that this Chinese medicine is actually a wild way, and I don't even have a medical qualification certificate!"

Mr. Song waved his hand and said, "Xiaoxia, you don't have to belittle yourself. The old political commissar once said: No matter whether it is black and white cats, a good cat can catch mice! Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. Your medical skills have been tested in practice. How can a medical qualification certificate be denied?"

It can be seen that Mr. Song also admired his old political commissar very much, and he said some popular and honest quotes about the great man.
Chapter completed!