"Vomited?"
Professor Qian pondered for a moment. Recalling that Director Wu had also fed Lan Changhua another bowl half an hour after the first one, he said, "Give him another bowl."
At this point, the man had no other ideas, so he would definitely listen to the doctor.
As soon as Director Qian finished speaking, the man immediately served another bowl to his elderly father.
Watching the old man being fed again, Director Qian reconsidered and still felt that there would be no problem.
After all, this mixture is just like a bowl of soup during a meal; it shouldn't cause any issues.
This time, after the old man finished the drink, Director Qian did not leave. Instead, he stood with the man, observing the elderly father on the hospital bed.
After about two or three minutes, the familiar gurgling sound reached their ears.
Director Qian breathed an inward sigh of relief. That's right, it's definitely working.
