The Poor Son-in-Law of the Tang Dynasty

Ye Chen took one needle after another, every time the needle was stuck, it would turn black when it was pulled out.

The needle turned black, so Ye Chen threw it away and replaced it with a new one.

Before he knew it, Ye Chen used up the whole package.

"What is he doing?"

At this time, Chai Shao also felt a little extraordinary, and asked Wang Taiyi in confusion.

Doctor Wang's eyes were red with excitement at this time, and he replied with trembling voice: "He, he is using silver needles to absorb the toxins in the queen's blood... Although this method is slow, it seems to be the only way at present. And, this way can be done once and for all!"

Doctor Wang studied "Sacred Hand Acupuncture" before and got a glimpse of some mysteries, so he also thought about using this method, but he was not completely sure, and secondly, if he used acupuncture, he would have to take off his clothes, which would be a great offense!
So Doctor Wang hesitated for a long time, but did not do so.

In fact, even if he is going to perform the needle now, let alone through the clothes, even if it is really not through the clothes, he is not sure that he can be as skillful as Ye Chen, slow but not rushed.

Ye Chen's tricks, let alone this life, let him live another 100 years, he can't learn it!

This is no longer enough to work hard, it requires a strong talent!
For a moment, Doctor Wang wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart.

Why is the gap between people so big?
After Ye Chen used up a pack of needles, he asked someone to change another pack.

In this way, he has been doing acupuncture and moxibustion for his grandson Wugou for more than an hour, using a full three packs of silver needles.

Three packs of more than 100 slender silver needles, all black except for the handle.

After pulling out the last one, Ye Chen finally let out a long breath.

Although separated by clothes, with the blessing of the doctor's knowledge and the blessing of the doctor's halo, Ye Chen is also familiar with the road, and he is easy to grasp.

Ye Chen realized how terrifying the medical success rate of 50.00% is after operating it once!

Although the success rate is 50.00%, due to the influence of various factors, this 50.00% is definitely not the meaning of half and half, but an effect of increasing holdings.

Basically, with this halo, Ye Chen will have a certain chance of failure in practicing medicine, unless it is really a super super difficult disease.

For some diseases that are not very difficult, or not so difficult, as long as Ye Chen takes action himself, the failure rate can be said to be almost zero.

This is the medical saint, a god-like existence!

"Don't move the queen. Just now I sealed her acupuncture points with a needle, which caused blood flow to be blocked. Now that the blood has started to recirculate, it will take a while for the body's functions to balance. If you move randomly, it will easily lead to disordered breathing and poor blood flow. , I can't guarantee what problems will arise at that time!"

Ye Chen walked down from the general platform, told the doctor Wang, and then strode away without looking at Chai Shao.

Chai Shao was so angry, why so arrogant?

From Chai Shao's point of view, Ye Chen must be a bit crooked by chance, which just corresponds to the empress' illness.

Who knows whether what he said is true or not, anyway, the queen is not awake yet.

After all, Ye Chen is so young, even if he really knows some medical skills, his level is limited. Even if he is talented and has some achievements in acupuncture and moxibustion, it is absolutely impossible to compare with an old imperial doctor like Wang Taiyi who has been practicing medicine for many years.

Imperial Physician Wang was a student of Sun Simiao, and he had been an imperial physician in Ziwei Palace during the Sui Dynasty.

When he was 25 years old, he was already a third-rank official. How could Ye Chen, a young boy, be able to match such qualifications?

It's ridiculous!

So Chai Shao didn't intend to listen to Ye Chen, and immediately summoned the staff to carry the queen to the tent to rest, and then report to His Majesty.

"General Chai, don't move!"

Seeing this, Imperial Physician Wang's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stopped and said, "I don't think what that kid said is true, let's wait and see."

"So, you're not sure whether what he said is true or not?"

Chai Shao raised his eyebrows, a little displeased.

"This one……"

Doctor Wang said embarrassingly, "I think it's probably true."

"It's probably true? What if it's fake? You can't be sure, why should I listen to that brat!"

Chai Shao said angrily: "Besides, it's a hot day, the queen is here to bask under the stage, what's the proper way? Come, someone, carry the queen into the tent, so I can serve you!"

The few court ladies did not dare to be negligent under orders, they quickly lifted up the quilt of the eldest grandson Wugou lightly, trying to carry her into the tent.

But just after moving a few times, Changsun Wugou suddenly coughed violently, and half of his face turned red quickly, not the shy kind of red, but so red that it seemed to bleed.

The other half of his face was extremely pale, as if the blood had been drained instantly.

Looking at Changsun Wugou's hands, the same is true, the left hand is pale, and the right hand is as red as blood. Chai Shao's face suddenly changed wildly when he was frightened by such a strange situation.

Physician Wang was also dumbfounded, sweating profusely: "General Chai, you, look, I told you not to move, you, you insist on moving..."

"Are you blaming me??"

Chai Shao glared at him angrily.

Seeing his stare, Imperial Physician Wang froze immediately, lowered his head, not daring to make a sound.

Although he didn't dare to speak, Doctor Wang was extremely depressed.

Don't blame you, who do you blame?

I said don't move, don't move, you insist!
"What should I do now? Think of a way!!"

Chai Shao said anxiously and loudly.

If the emperor found out about this matter, wouldn't he be skinned?

"I don't know what to do, Ye Chen made it, I should, I should go to him..."

Physician Wang said, suddenly seemed to remember something, and said quickly: "Yes, yes, find Ye Chen! Go find Ye Chen!"

Hearing Wang Taiyi's words, Chai Shao was stunned.

Looking for Ye Chen?
Looking for Ye Chen, wouldn't it be like slapping yourself in the face?

Chai Shao felt extremely aggrieved in his heart, why is he, the great general of the guard army, now being pinned down by a brat?
How exasperating!
Although he was very reluctant in his heart, but in this situation, if he didn't ask Ye Chen, who else could he look for?
Blame Imperial Physician Wang for being useless!

Chai Shao glared at Imperial Physician Wang with great hatred, but he dared not look up at Imperial Physician Wang.

"Aren't you going soon?"

Seeing that the soldiers around him were indifferent, Chai Shao immediately roared wildly.

"Yes!"

The soldier trembled with fright, turned around and ran wildly towards the fifth regiment's station.

At this time, Ye Chen returned to the mouth of the well in his barracks, brought up a bucket of water and poured it down.

Applying acupuncture can be said to consume quite a lot of physical strength. Ye Chen just applied acupuncture for more than an hour, and he felt more tired than killing the enemy in battle.

After the injection, he was tired and sweating profusely, the water in his body lost rapidly, and he was so thirsty, so he came back to drink water in a hurry.