Hua Fushu has always been accustomed to Sanqiao helping her, and Ye Zelin doesn't even know basic medical knowledge, so how can he help her? If he helps her, he will only make things worse.

She burst out laughing. "Help me, don't make things worse. Stop standing there and get out. Hurry up."

Driven away by Hua Fushu, Ye Zelin had no choice but to go out.

Outside the house, Lao Qiao and Yu Chisu were both extremely nervous. He stood aside, feeling a little nervous as well. Yu Xuanji was indeed a talented person. If she died, it would be a loss to both the court and His Majesty. He naturally hoped that Hua Fushu could cure Yu Xuanji.

Inside the room, Yu Xuanji sat cross-legged. Sanqiao unbuttoned his shirt, exposing half of his body. Hua Fushu performed acupuncture according to the acupuncture method he remembered. Finally, he reached the critical step, which was to perform acupuncture on the Qihai, Baihui and Guanyuan points.

She took out a silver needle and inserted it into the Baihui point on Yu Xuanji's head, but her hand holding the needle suddenly stopped, trembling slightly, and a thin layer of sweat covered her fair forehead.

She was very familiar with this acupuncture technique and had practiced it repeatedly, but she had never used it before. Even though she was only 50% sure, she would still be nervous. She was afraid that the acupuncture would fail and ruin Yu Xuanji's life in vain.

She has saved many people, but she has never been so nervous when facing patients.

One reason was that she was afraid that the acupuncture would fail, and the other was that when she saw Yu Xuanji and Yu Chisu, she would think of her uncle. She didn't even see her uncle for the last time, so she couldn't bear to separate Yu Xuanji and her nephew.

Sanqiao said softly, "Miss, I believe in you, Lord Yu also believes in you, you must also believe in yourself."

Yu Xuanji said, "Doctor Hua, please don't betray my trust."