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Chapter 867 An Eye-Opening Experience!
Old Man Zhou was very lucky; there were at least several dozen people in the room gesturing to the waiters that they wanted to go on stage and be the patient being demonstrated.
In the end, only five people were selected, and Zhou Aweng was one of them.
The five doctors skilled in acupuncture and the five patients suffering from headaches who were called to the front of the stage were all very excited and waiting for their chance to go on stage.
Ning Yi was on the stage, having his attendants invite each of the five physicians who were skilled in acupuncture to come up, and introducing each of them.
Among these five physicians was an old acquaintance of Li San Niang, Wu Sun Jin, whom she had met when she took the Chang'an Medical Alliance exam. He was skilled in acupuncture and was now a resident physician at Miao Zhen Tang.
Of the remaining four, Li San Niang had some impression of two of the older ones, but they weren't very familiar with each other. She had met these two through Manager Gao's introduction.
People in Chang'an might not be familiar with Jiang Wulang's reputation, but as soon as they heard the name Wusun Jin, a murmur arose among the crowd.
Thus, it is clear that Wusun Jin, the physician famous in Chang'an for his acupuncture skills, was indeed genuine.
At the same time, this random selection of people to go on stage was also to prove to the audience that the Imperial Medical Bureau's methods were completely unconventional and genuine.
It's important to understand that any doctor who wants to continue practicing medicine would never dare to falsify information.
"Alright everyone, the doctors have all been introduced. Now, let's invite Doctor Jiang to demonstrate a set of acupuncture techniques for you."
These words surprised not only the audience but also the people on stage.
"How do you demonstrate this needlework technique?"
Then, following the pre-prepared props, the waiters carried a wooden frame, taller than a person, up to the platform.
The waiter placed the wooden frame in the center of the platform and then hung an oval-shaped paper lantern-like object on the crossbeam of the frame.
"This item is a simulated human head, and it is made of Zou's cicada wing Xuan paper."
When it was Jiang Wulang's turn to appear, he first bowed to the crowd below the stage, then bowed to the five physicians on the stage, and then said: "The acupuncture technique I am about to demonstrate was first created by my ancestor when he served in the palace. It is mainly used to treat migraines."
The most important thing is to insert the needle quickly..."
As Jiang Wulang spoke, he took out needles from his gold needle pouch, which he had spread out to the side. The gold needles were so thin that they were almost invisible unless you were very close to them.
Speaking of the word "sickness," Jiang Wulang quickly inserted needles into Tian Dong Xue (I made that up), and in less than a breath, only the tail of the golden needle could be seen.
As Jiang Wulang explained, he inserted needles, and soon more than a dozen gold needles were inserted into the ball hanging on the wooden frame.
It's estimated that only the first three rows of people directly facing the platform can see the situation most clearly; those further back probably won't be able to see it very well due to their limited eyesight.
However, the Imperial Medical Bureau had already taken this into consideration, so they arranged for dozens of attendants to walk back and forth in the corridor to explain the contents to those who could not see the content on the platform.
It's okay if you can't see it, but you should maximize your sense of participation.
Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Wulang finished demonstrating his acupuncture technique.
After watching this, Wusun Jin and the others didn't really think Jiang Wulang was that great. After all, what Jiang Wulang talked about was just the basic acupuncture technique of the Golden Needle Technique. At most, the technique of inserting the needle and the accuracy of the acupoints were different for each doctor.
But when the waiter stepped forward and carefully peeled off the two thin sheets of paper covering the spherical object from the seam, and hung them back on the wooden frame, a waiter lit a lamp and shone it on the two sheets of paper. Through the light, everyone was astonished!
The paper with cicada wings was so thin that you could hardly see any small holes!
Everyone on the stage had witnessed Jiang Wulang's needlework technique before, and now the paper was so smooth and flawless, which showed that Jiang Wulang really had some skill.
Ning Yizheng had long anticipated that everyone would be shocked, because he was present when Wang Shuzheng invited Jiang Wulang to Chang'an, and Jiang Wulang had demonstrated such miraculous acupuncture skills at that time.
Ning Yizheng had already been shocked. His words startled Wusun Jin and the others. Then, with a wave of his hand, another servant came forward and hung an identical ball on the wooden frame.
"Doctors, why don't you come forward and give it a try?"
After seeing the cicada-wing needles used by Jiang Wulang, Wusun Jin realized that his skills were inferior to Jiang Wulang's.
But he still wanted to try; he wanted to know just how big the gap was between himself and Jiang Wulang.
Therefore, Wusun Jin opened his pouch of gold needles and took the lead in indicating to Ning Yizheng that he was willing to give it a try.
At this moment, the two cicada-wing-shaped sheets of paper that Jiang Wulang had used for acupuncture had been sent down from the platform by the attendants and passed to the seats where the physicians were sitting below.
After Wusun Jin, another young physician wanted to give it a try, and Physician Ning naturally granted his request.
The result was self-evident: the cicada wing needles used by Wusun Jin and his group had very obvious holes under the light. Even though the holes were small, they were still not as skillful as Jiang Wulang's technique.
Meanwhile, Zhou Aweng, who had been waiting below the stage, saw it very clearly. Although he didn't understand the reasoning behind it, he could clearly see that Jiang Wulang's golden needle technique was definitely the most powerful!
Thus, Zhou Aweng couldn't help but look forward to being treated by Jiang Wulang after he went on stage, so that his tormenting headaches could be completely cured and his suffering could be relieved.
Just as Zhou Aweng was thinking this, he heard Ning Yizheng on the stage speak: "Now that we have verified Dr. Jiang's golden needle technique, let's invite those suffering from headaches to come up on stage and let all the doctors treat them together."
Zhou Aweng, somewhat excited, followed the waiter and the other four patients up to the platform. The waiter brought out chairs and stools for Zhou Aweng and the others to sit down.
Then Ning Yizheng read out the treatment procedure for the five patients with headaches. First, he asked five acupuncturists, led by Wusun Jin, who were randomly selected from the audience, to examine the patients, write down the prescriptions, and write down how they would administer the acupuncture.
Then, Jiang Wulang and the ten doctors who had been prepared in advance evaluated the prescriptions and treatment plans of these five doctors, and selected the most suitable doctor for each patient with headaches.
Next, consult the patients with headaches. If they agree, then the doctor will administer acupuncture treatment for one month. The doctor whose treatment is most effective will be the winner.
"The winner will be the first to receive acupuncture guidance from Dr. Jiang and will receive a copy of 'The Essentials of Acupuncture' compiled by Dr. Jiang."
Hearing this arrangement, Zhou Aweng was very disappointed. He had thought that the doctor surnamed Jiang would examine him, but he never expected that other doctors would see him instead.
However, Zhou Aweng would comfort himself: "They are all famous doctors, and I used to never meet them."
That's good, that's good.