After wearing a double omega, I am a scumbag [Transmigration Book]

An Fengqing knows a little bit of medical skills, but the leg disease that even the royal doctors can't cure, can he have a solution?

Benjamin dared not be the master.

There was silence in the ward for a few seconds. Seeing Benjamin's embarrassed face, An Fengqing smiled and said, "Don't you dare?"

The doctor sitting by the bed was a middle-aged man with kind eyes and a little silver hair. He was changing the ice pack on Cui Jue's leg to avoid freezing his muscles.Hearing this, he glanced at An Fengqing with suspicion: "What are you going to do?"

The black cloth bag in An Fengqing's hand was unfolded, revealing dozens of sharp needles glowing with a cold silver light.

Benjamin's expression changed instantly: "Boss An, are you going to prick him with a needle?"

The doctor glared angrily, and scolded: "What a fool! There is no such treatment!"

An Fengqing was very calm: "You haven't seen it before."

He came here to say something because Cui Jue saved him again and again. Since he didn't appreciate it, he wouldn't rush to send love.

After saying that, he turned around and left, Cui Jue's weak voice sounded in the ward.

"Let him try..."

The doctor couldn't stop shaking his head: "What are you trying? Healing a disease is not just playing tricks. Just touch it and it will be cured?"

Cui Jue had ice packs on his legs, as if he had just been fished out of the water.The voice he squeezed out of his throat was not loud, but firm: "Let him try."

A seat was vacated in front of the hospital bed, and Benjamin and the doctor were like two door gods, watching An Fengqing's movements directly.

An Fengqing sat by the bed and spread out a black cloth bag on the bedside table, revealing a row of 40mm long silver needles.

He paused and asked, "Do you really dare to let me give the needle?"

Cui Jue's face turned sideways, his usual tough and stern face looked a little fragile because of the sweat-soaked black hair and pale complexion.His thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't speak, then he nodded.

A pair of black eyes fixedly looked at An Fengqing, like a black lake reflecting the starlight.

An Fengqing originally had a well-thought-out plan. After all, he had studied for more than ten years in his previous life, and he was already familiar with the uses of those acupuncture points.But being stared at by Cui Jue at this time, he was inexplicably nervous, lowered his eyes and took a deep breath, and put his fingertips on the blanket covering Cui Jue's legs.

When the blanket was lifted up, the muscles of the legs underneath were slender and strong, and it could be seen how much effort the owner had put in to maintain it.On the left calf, there is a [-] cm long flesh pink scar, which should be left by Cui Jue to save You Chen from the fire scene.

In the second half of the original book, after Cui Jue and You Chen got together, he was asked by You Chen to undergo scar repair surgery.

You Chen said that he couldn't bear to let Cui Jue live with the scar all his life, but in fact he just thought the scar was too ugly and an eyesore.

An Fengqing looked away, and asked Cui Jue: "I'll find the pain point, and I will use a little force on my hand. If you feel soreness and pain, just hum."

Seeing Cui Jue nodded, An Fengqing's finger touched his left calf.

The skin under the fingers was chilled with ice, and An Fengqing's fingers pressed along the scar inch by inch.

Cui Jue restrained himself and didn't cry out for pain, but when An Fengqing's fingertips slipped to several places, Cui Jue's body jumped down reflexively like a fish.

After identifying the pain point, An Fengqing took out a silver needle and was about to insert it into the Ashi point——

"Wait, have you sterilized that needle?" the doctor, one of the door gods, said.

"They're all new sterilized needles." An Fengqing replied, and glanced over there, and saw Benjamin tightly clutching a wet towel, his entire face almost wrinkled into a rag.

As for?What he was holding was not a knife.

When An Fengqing turned around, Cui Jue's thin lips were tightly pressed on the hospital bed, and he was also staring at the needle in his hand.

"It's just a little pain, it won't bleed." An Fengqing inserted the silver needle very quickly while speaking.

Cui Jue frowned slightly, but said nothing.

The next movement was very fast, An Fengqing inserted all the pain points into the needle, and began to twist the upper part of the needle with his fingers.

Benjamin swallowed, and asked in a feeble voice, "Mr. An, can't we just insert the needle?"

An Fengqing didn't stop his hands, and explained: "His leg pain can be relieved only by constantly stimulating the pain points and relaxing the deep muscles."

In the 21st century, after accepting technology, Chinese medicine invented the pulse acupuncture instrument, which can make the silver needles beat according to a certain pattern, which can greatly liberate manpower.

But now that there is no equipment at hand, and others don't know acupuncture, An Fengqing can only do it by himself, and his hands are sore after a while.

Acupuncture and moxibustion had taken effect at this time, Cui Jue's brows and eyes relaxed a lot, and the cold sweat on his forehead no longer broke out.

An Fengqing relaxed a little, and after receiving his right hand with his left hand, he shook his sore right arm, but unexpectedly, he was held by a big hand.

It was Cui Jue's hand.

An Fengqing's breathing was stagnant, and the movements of his left hand also paused. The big hand on his right arm was still helping him relax his tense muscles, as if everything was very logical.

He didn't shake it off, and after a few seconds, he pretended to switch back to his right hand, and gently broke away from Cui Jue's hand.

The blend of cedar and peach in the room creates a wonderful atmosphere, An Fengqing can feel that Cui Jue's gaze has been on him.

I haven't had a drink today, what are you watching?

An Fengqing felt a little irritable for no reason, he just stared at Cui Jue's injured calf without looking sideways, and carefully twirled the needle without distraction.

It was the doctor who broke the silence of the room.

"Mr. Cui, do you feel it?"

Cui Jue's voice rubbed the gravel and echoed in the room: "It's much better, it hardly hurts anymore."

The doctor suddenly fell silent, and just as the corner of An Fengqing's mouth curled into a smile, he felt a gust of wind stop beside him.

The old doctor asked in disbelief: "How can it be possible to insert a few needles without pain?"

If I were to explain the theory of Chinese medicine to this person, I would probably not be able to explain clearly even if my mouth was dry.

An Fengqing was too lazy to ask for trouble, and kept his mouth shut. Unexpectedly, the old doctor asked again.

When the other party asked the third time, the corner of An Fengqing's mouth twitched, and he could only briefly explain the principle of the Yin-Yang meridian.

The old doctor's eyes froze when he heard it, and he suddenly asked: "Then you are not poisoned, but you were pricked with needles?"

He looked focused and leaned forward, as if very curious.

An Fengqing changed his mind, and stopped his voice.

"That's Cui's new research, I'm sorry to tell you." Cui Jue who was on the hospital bed replied lightly.

Hearing that it was Cui's product, the old doctor sighed in disappointment and didn't ask any more questions.

After repeatedly confirming to An Fengqing that the acupuncture technique cannot be taught, the old doctor's white eyebrows drooped.Confirming that there was nothing he could do to help, he took the ice pack and left.

An Fengqing took off the silver needles one by one, and disinfected the wound with a sterile cotton swab before he straightened his slightly sore back.

As soon as he raised his head, he met the face Cui Jue was looking at.

Cui Jue's lips were still a little white, and they moved up and down: "Thank you, you have worked hard."

"It should." An Fengqing responded casually, and then keenly noticed that the other party's eyes darkened.

Is he right?

You saved me, I'll help you, isn't that what it should be?

Benjamin cleverly came over to help An Fengqing pack his things. Seeing that he had thrown all the silver needles into the medical trash bin, he said with some regret: "This needle was only used once, so it's a bit of a waste."

"Unless it's the same patient all the time, this needle is a one-time use." An Fengqing explained, and left as soon as he collected the remaining needles.

When he walked to the door, he faced a white figure face to face.

It was You Chen in a white robe and costume.

His silky blond hair was messed up like a chicken coop at this time, and there were large and small red marks all over his fair and delicate face, like the marks left after being bruised by a tree branch.The fairy-like white robe was covered with brown-black mud spots, and instantly changed from a butterfly fairy to a beggar on the street.

After seeing An Fengqing, You Chen's emerald green eyes filled with tears: "Boss An, thank you for saving me before..."

As expected of an actor, his acting skills are really superb.

An Fengqing smiled, turned sideways, and asked, "You want to go in?"

You Chen clenched his lips, nodded timidly, but did not move, and said, "Is Brother Yu's leg serious?"

Don't you know if it's serious or not?

And didn't you avoid Cui Jue before?Why dare to call it so familiar in front of outsiders now?

An Fengqing suddenly became interested, and leaned against the door, interrupting to see how Bai Lian was going to act.

He raised his chin into the room: "Go in and have a look."

You Chen hesitated and took a step, Benjamin suddenly showed his face and stopped him coldly: "Mr. You, I'm sorry you can't go in."

"I just want to see Brother Yu's legs, otherwise I won't feel at ease..."

You Chen's tears swirled in his eyes, seeing that Benjamin didn't show any intention of moving away, the tears immediately slid down his cheeks: "Brother Yu, you don't want to see me, did you misunderstand something?"

"Let him in." Cui Jue suddenly spoke in the room.

Hearing this, Benjamin ground his molars and staggered his body.You Chen's tears seemed to have pressed the pause switch, and immediately stopped flowing, and walked inside after passing An Fengqing and Benjamin.

Sure enough, dogs can't change eating shit.

An Fengqing sneered, and was about to leave as soon as he lifted his foot, but suddenly heard Cui Jue in the ward say something.

"To see what the cripple is doing?"

You Chen's body stiffened instantly, and the expression on his face also lost control, and he parted the corner of his mouth in embarrassment: "Brother Yu, how can you say that about yourself? Although you were injured, you are all for me, you treat me like this I'm really ashamed..."

Cui Jue on the hospital bed had no expression on his face, and his gaze lacked any warmth, as if he was facing a stranger.

You Chen panicked.

No, Cui Jue shouldn't have such an expression. Although he is serious, every time he sees himself, his eyes are very warm, and there is a slight smile on the corner of his mouth...

Cui Jue suddenly cocked one side of his mouth, but the absurdity did not reach his eyes: "When you dropped that ring, you probably didn't think so."

ring?The ring he left in the castle of the Duke of Mirdad?

In an instant, layers of misty confusion that You Chen had been in for many days were blown away by a gust of wind.

He changed his mind, pointed at An Fengqing outside the door, and said angrily: "Brother Yu, did Mr. An tell you something, did you misunderstand me?"