A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 174

Just at the moment when Song Qinghan saw what Wu Dahu was carrying, he showed the amazement in his eyes.

The current tube in front was neither transparent nor opaque, yet it was still good to view the vision clearly through it.

Song Qinghan was already rather satisfied towards the result, but he still frowned when he touched the tube itself.

“Is it made of glass?”

This kind of tube seemed to be the rudiment of acid-frosted glass, but it was some kind of material tougher than the acid-frosted glass.

Wu Dahu didn’t know what the glass was, so he was stunned for a moment before explaining, “This is what we found in a porcelain furnace. It is said that it was a product that the workers accidentally produced. Compared to other gadgets, I think this one should be the most suitable matching your requirements.  In that case, I asked them to make one according to the shape you mentioned to me.”

Noticing that Wu Dahu was rather exhausted on face, Song Qinghan came to know that this man must have gone to so many places just for the experiment he wanted to process. He was deeply moved and then clenched the tube tight in hands, nodding and answering, “I will try it out tomorrow, probably I will make it successfully as long as I make it a meticulous one.”

He said so not only to comfort Wu Dahu, but comfort himself at the same time. After all, he didn’t get that enough time to wait and see. His fate could be totally foreseen if he hadn’t made the experiment successful within three days.

The next morning, Song Qinghan and Yuan Wenxuan woke up. After they finished eating the lean meat porridge made by Hualian, they rushed to the bazaar directly, purchased some other fresh blood and then produced another bowl of dialysate combined with the remaining heparin, being ready for another “massacre”.

Just at the moment when he was disinfecting his hands, Song Qinghan stared at the thick blood in the bowl, zoning out. Something seemed to have occurred to him in his mind, he rushed out and got back a pot of cold water, and then added some into the liquid.

If the density was the same inside and outside, there definitely wouldn’t have any reaction to be detected. Yet as long as the balance could be broke, even though the current pig didn’t get uremia, something strange still could be detected.

Yuan Wenxuan stared at the movements of Song QInghan without eyes off, he smoothly got the reed rod over to be a substitute to the acid-frosted glass tube Wu Dahu got back yesterday.

After everything was all set, someone knocked on the door.

In considering that the noise probably would distract the two, Hualian rushed over to the door and opened it. But just as he was about to expel the one who knocked on the door, something weighed in his hands.

“This is something Chief Mu wants me to deliver to Doctor Song, please hand it to Doctor Song if that’s not going to bother you.”

Song Qinghan had already absorbed into the whole experiment, so any other noises surrounding would definitely amplify in his ears. Just as he heard the man outside the door, he then said directly, “Thank you so much for doing so, Hualian, come in and get me that gadget, take several amount of it and stuff them into the pig’s mouth.”

The lotus nodded and closed the door. After doing everything according to what Song Qinghan ordered, he was utterly surprised when he noticed that the pig turned to peacefulness gradually from struggling, so he couldn’t help but say with a face of astonishment, “What is it? How come it is such efficient?”

Song Qinghan did not explain much, but in worrying that Hualian probably would abuse it without knowing the fact, he answered directly, “It is something which caused my mental illness after I went back from the snow mountains.”

Song Qinghan’s words brought Hualian back to the time when he saw how Song Qinghan suffered. Just as he was recalling the days, he packed up the those powder cautiously, yet it seemed that he failed to find a suitable place to store this kind of dangerous stuff.

Song Qinghan didn’t waste time standing there since everything was prepared perfectly right now. After disinfecting every tool needed, he took up the scalpel directly and then cut a hole on the pig’s skin.

Probably due to experience yesterday, Song Qinghan became completely different when he was using the scalpel. Not only did the wound maintain the minimum length that could be achieved, but the speed of inserting the tube was also much faster. Basically, he reached the best level he could do now.

Yuan Wenxuan knew that once the tube was inserted, the whole experimental operation had finally come to its end. He heaved a sigh of relief, and then stared at the tube with both of his eyes filled with excitement.

Would Song QInghan finally make it since the whole operation was processed so perfectly?

Seeing the liquid in the tube gradually turn red, Yuan Wenxuan couldn’t help but gasp and shout with extreme excitement, “Master, we made it!”

Song Qinghan did not have any special reaction and responded calmly, “Calm down, let’s take a further observation, it won’t be too late to cheer and describe it as a success if such a situation is going to keep overnight.”

Yuan Wenxuan quietly restrained the joy on his face, nodded solemnly, and then took the initiative to clean up the mess, he moved a stool over, and made up his mind to stay close besides this piggy waiting for the miracle.

After the operation, Song Qinghan’s energy was basically run out. Seeing that Yuan Wenxuan took the initiative to take on the responsibility of recording, he told him a few things to pay attention to and went back to his room to rest.

Night fell when he woke up again. When he walked out of the room and noticed that the self-made dialysate had already become as thick as the blood before adding the cold water within, he finally heaved a sigh with a big relief.

It seemed that this time he was about to meet the success…

During dinner, Hualian also looked very happy. No one knew whether he was happy over the fact that he was free from dealing with another pig tonight or not.

The night was peaceful for both Song Qinghan and Yuan Wenxuan. They woke up the next day morning and went for checking the situation of that piggy.

However, nothing but only despair overwhelmed both of them at the moment when they saw the situation. What they saw totally dragged them down to the unfathomable abyss full of despair and coldness.

Seeing that they didn’t move for a long time, Hualian quietly came over. When he saw the shattered porcelain pieces on the ground and dead piggy, he knew that he had another difficult task today and couldn’t help but sigh softly.

Song Qinghan thought about it holding his own chin and said slowly, “It seems that the glass tube didn’t work well either. It will shatter by any external forces. Furthermore, even there is no external force, it will be crispy just like a piece of paper and is easy to break.”

Seeing that there was no trace of disappointment on Song Qinghan’s face, Yuan Wenxuan also quietly put away the expression on his face and said seriously, “Master, we got only one day left! What can we do now?”

Song Qinghan shrugged and said in a relaxed tone, “No worry, we still get one day ahead! Let’s never give up and try again, for the bright side, we gained another experience, right?”

Yuan Wenxuan seemed to be infected by Song Qinghan’s positive attitude, and the anxiety in his heart lessened a bit more. He regained his countenance, and then bent down to pick up the pieces shattered on the ground.

After the two of them finished their breakfast and were about to go out for purchasing fresh blood, they found that a person who claimed to be the staff from the auction arena was coming with a bevy of purchased goods.

The person who gave the things did not explain. He put the things down and left. Therefore, Song Qinghan failed to acknowledge the material of the tube-like gadget after a long while of observation.

However, he knew from the hand feel of this stuff that this material will not be broken easily, and it also had some tenacity, so it is not as difficult to adjust the angle as glass. In that case, the confidence in his mind lit up like fire.

Yuan Wenxuan seemed to be at the same state as Song Qinghan was. So the next moment, they moved quickly without saying any other redundant words, and got the third pitiful little piggy onto the table.