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Chapter 146

Chapter 146. The Rain Needle

"What's going on, Doctor Fang?"

"You have come to Dean Geng. We don't know the specific reason. In short, this family member suddenly removed the plaster and changed the dressing for the patient by himself, and even used needles."

When a group of people rushed to the ward, Ren Ping's acupuncture was coming to an end, and there were only two fine needles in his hand, which were slowly inserted.

Geng Zhijie's face changed immediately when he saw it. He thought that since the other party dared to attack, he was at least an elderly doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, but looking at it now, what does it look like?
"Sir, do you know what you're doing! Acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine affects the Qi and blood in the meridians, and the patient is suffering from a bone injury. Such treatment is not symptomatic,"

"If the bone injury is affected by stimulating the meridian, what should I do!"

His voice was stern, and he thought it would have a deterrent effect.

But Ren Ping ignored it, instead, Wu Zui, who was sitting quietly, showed a wry smile:
"He does not use needles for treatment, but to promote the absorption of medicine."

Geng Zhijie was taken aback for a moment, and then saw the gauze on the patient's wrist that was stained red by the plaster, and his expression became even worse:

"That's even more wrong. The principle of traditional Chinese medicine is from the inside out, focusing on the inside, and applying the outside. It can treat hematoma and bruises. I have never heard of plasters that can treat bone injuries,"

"Even the trauma medicines of Western medicine are only auxiliary. Isn't this a joke? Doctor Fang, quickly take off all the needles on his body, clean the wound and put a plaster on it!"

"Dean Geng, I'm afraid it's not appropriate now."

Doctor Fang looked helpless.

Geng Zhijie was also embarrassed, after all, acupuncture points are not trivial, and now Ren Ping is still holding two needles, if he pricks the wrong acupuncture point while pulling, it is no joke.

But you can't just watch this person treat me blindly here, if something happens, the city's first hospital will be the one who is unlucky?
"Doctor Fang, go and issue a discharge form."

"What? Now?"

"That's right! Of course you have to listen to our treatment in our hospital. Since this patient and his family members don't cooperate, we should immediately ask them to be transferred to another hospital. Hurry up!"

Geng Zhijie yelled hard, urging him repeatedly.

But suddenly, he was stopped by Butler Mei at the side:
"Wait a minute, I think it's better to let him finish the injection."

"what?"

Geng Zhijie was very surprised and turned his head.

Butler Mei smiled and didn't answer. He stepped forward and took a few steps closer, carefully watching Ren Ping's acupuncture points and techniques. After a while, his eyes glowed strangely.

"The Rain Needle?"

He read these three words softly.

Everyone present had never heard of it and were all confused. Even Ren Ping only glanced at it with the corner of his eye in surprise, and then turned his attention to the two filiform needles.

After a while, the needle application was finally over. A rough count showed a total of sixteen needles. Except for the four needles above the wrist above the forearm, the rest were all on the wrist bone.

Ren Ping breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wu Zui:
"how does it feel?"

"It hurts, and it's still numb."

"That's right."

"Does that mean your medicine has worked?" Wu Zui was delighted.

"No, I mean, your hand hasn't shrunk, at least you know it hurts."

Ren Ping laughed, and then, ignoring Wu Zui's look of looking for bad luck, he turned to Steward Mei.

I didn't see it clearly just now, but looking at it now, I can see that the other party is in his fifties, with a smile on his face. Although he is short in stature, he has an aura, a calm and capable appearance.

The point is that he actually knew about Mu Yuzhen. Could it be that Li Gui met Li Kui and bumped into a real master of Chinese medicine?
"Your surname, sir."

"Mei, Mei Yuan."

"Mr. Mei also knows about Mu Yuzhen?" He cut to the point.

"That's right, but it's not used. It's just that I've seen people use it before."

Mei Yuan also answered very straightforwardly.

Ren Ping nodded, thinking that Chinese medicine is not a new thing at all, and if it is not used by modern people, it will not be passed on in the future, so he will not ask any more questions.

Geng Zhijie on the other end still frowned, but because of Mei Yuan's face, he couldn't get angry, so he asked in a low voice:
"What is Mu Yuzhen? Isn't this kid playing tricks?"

"Of course not, how can someone who knows how to use this set of acupuncture be a poser."

“How come you see?”

Mei Yuan smiled slightly, as if recalling the past:
"Mu Yu Needle is known as the first acupuncture in TCM for dredging menstrual flow and promoting blood circulation. Although it is not a life-saving needle for eradicating stubborn diseases, it is superior in that it can penetrate every detail and greatly promote the absorption of internal and external medicines."

"From this point of view, many traditional Chinese medicine medicines can be matched with this acupuncture method, and the effect is immediate, so it is also called 'wanjinyouzhen'."

"Two years ago, I had the honor to see a famous doctor of traditional Chinese medicine perform this acupuncture technique. It is truly amazing, but it's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

"The master of traditional Chinese medicine has passed away."

Mei Yuanyan let out a long sigh, and the meaning of regret was very obvious.

Geng Zhijie only listened to the hype. He knew that although he had studied Chinese medicine for a while, he only had a taste of it.

After a pause, he looked surprised and pointed at Ren Ping:
"Mr. Mei means, could it be that..."

"That's right, that famous doctor of Chinese medicine is surnamed Huang, and Muyu needle is his unique skill in his life. I dare to ask this little gentleman, since he knows this acupuncture method, is it because he is an old student?"

Mei Yuan looked at Ren Ping again, thinking that Mr. Huang always lives in the north and rarely comes to the southern provinces, and this young man is too young to look like a grandson or nephew, but what if?
There was hope in his eyes.

Ren Ping shook his head:
"Sorry, I don't know any famous Chinese medicine masters."

Mei Yuan felt slightly disappointed, paused, and looked at Wu Zui:
"Dean Geng, please arrange to have an examination for this patient. I think it has worked."

"What? So fast?"

Geng Zhijie was startled, thinking that this set of acupuncture techniques is really so miraculous, it can't be so fast, right?Isn't Chinese medicine always known for its long-term effect and long-term success?
Mei Yuan glanced at Ren Ping again:
"I don't know what kind of medicine this gentleman is using, but as long as it is the real Muyu Needle, it should be possible to see initial results."

Only then did Geng Zhijie realize that he still didn't know the patient's condition, so he hurriedly asked Doctor Fang beside him.

The latter lowered his voice:
"His name is Wu Zui, and he is the patient with the severe comminuted fracture of the wrist bone last time. Dean Geng, you forgot. Before we convened an expert consultation to discuss the possibility of surgical recovery. The best way is amputation."

"What? Is it him?"

Geng Zhijie obviously still had an impression of this case, but this made him even less convinced that acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine could cure it.

You must know that all the top doctors who were invited to participate in the consultation that day were the top doctors of the first hospital. In Nanling, that is the elite of the city's orthopedics department. Doesn't the result still need further evaluation?
If it is said that so many people are inferior to a set of traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture, he absolutely does not believe it!
"Forget it, let's take an X-ray for him, make it clearer, and make them give up."

After whispering a few words and asking Dr. Fang and others to push Wu Zui for examination, Geng Zhijie simply put his mind to watching a movie.

At this time, Mei Yuan still didn't give up, chasing after Ren Ping to inquire.

Ren Ping knew that he didn't have a deep understanding of the civilization of traditional Chinese medicine, so he tried his best to avoid it vaguely.

"My acupuncture method is passed down from family, and I don't have a teacher. It may not be the same as Mr. Huang's Muyu Needle you mentioned."

"Yes, there are some differences. Chinese traditional medicine is originally a family. Even if the same set of acupuncture techniques has evolved over thousands of years, it is not surprising that different schools have spread."

"what do you mean?"

"Compared to Mr. Xiao's Mu Yu Needle, Mr. Huang's needling techniques are obviously more."

"Oh, how much?"

As a result, Ren Ping couldn't help but become interested.

"Twice as many, 32 stitches. In fact, it's hard to describe in words. I have seen Mr. Huang make this set of stitches twice, one with 32 stitches, and one more, with as many as 64 stitches."

"64 needles, that's quite a lot. I think the patient who received the needles is seriously ill."

"That's right. When we used 32 injections, we saw that the medicine had been greatly absorbed. We thought we were saved, but it turned out that it only worked for a while. Later, even if Mr. Huang used 64 injections of Muyu acupuncture, it still couldn't cure the root cause. It only lasted for a year or two. "

"A year or two?"

Ren Ping was taken aback, remembering that he said just now that the first time he saw this set of acupuncture was two years ago, so now is the deadline?

"Is that patient still alive?"

"I'm dying."

"In that case, why didn't you use the most complete set of [-] stitches?"

Ren Ping blurted out the question, and as soon as the words came out, he realized that he had exposed himself a bit.

The Mu Yu Needle ranges from [-] to [-] needles. This is recorded in the system. The most effective [-] needles are the most effective, but also the most difficult. Even if a certain master of Chinese medicine doesn’t know how to do it, what’s the matter? Strange?

By saying this, doesn't it make it clear that you know the inside story and cause trouble for your upper body?
Sure enough, upon hearing Ren Ping's words, Mei Yuan's hope that she had slowly concealed burst out again, and she suppressed her excitement and said:

"Mr. Huang did mention one hundred and eight needles at the time, but he said that he hadn't learned the full set of Mu Yu acupuncture, and there were many acupuncture points missing, so he didn't dare to perform acupuncture."

"Otherwise, if you make a mistake, it will not only be useless, but harmful. Dare I ask Mr. Xiao, where did you hear it, and it is also a family tradition?"

"This one……"

"Mr. Xiao, please save my young lady's life!"

Before Ren Ping could find a suitable excuse, Mei Yuan knelt down and kowtowed on the ground.

Ren Ping was full of embarrassment, and helped him up, wanting to say that he was talking nonsense, thinking it was too fake, if he wanted to tell the truth, he just knew it, hadn't learned it, and the other party wouldn't believe it.

Just as he was dumbfounded, suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps from outside the door, but it was Dr. Fang who asked the radiology department to quickly take Wu Zui's film and deliver it to Geng Zhijie, still panting, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Dean Geng, look!"

"What's the matter? Does it scare you like this?"

Geng Zhijie was filled with displeasure, thinking about how he could do something stupid today and be embarrassed in front of outsiders. When he took a closer look at the X-ray, his mouth immediately grew into an O shape, and he couldn't close it for a long time:
"how can that be!"

(End of this chapter)