Tian Cai was concentrating on fiddling with the silver needle in his hand. When he felt someone behind him, he didn't take it seriously and just thought it was Zhang Wenshan coming again.

"Who is Cai Guangbai to you?"

Tian Cai was startled by his sudden voice and turned around to see that it was an elderly man.

He was wearing a very ordinary white coat and looked at Tian Cai with a pair of wise and gentle eyes. Tian Cai guessed the identity of the man at the first sight.

"I don't know either," Tian Cai smiled. Since the surname was Cai, she guessed that this person must be someone from Cai Ping's family. Judging from Mr. Zhang's age, he should be at least Cai Ping's grandfather. "But my master also has the surname Cai, Cai Ping, and my master's father is Cai Chuanbai."

"That's right," Old Master Zhang said, smiling, his hands behind his back. "Then Wenshan was right to invite you here!"

Tian Cai looked at him in confusion, but Mr. Zhang refused to say more. He just asked Tian Cai to continue while he watched from the side.

The old man did as he said and never said another word after that. Tian Cai didn't even know when he left.

It took her two days to finally draw up a preliminary acupuncture plan. After discussing it with Zhang's father and son, they all agreed that this method was feasible, so they decided to have a good rest that day and continue the acupuncture the next day.

the next day.

While the nurses were preparing things, Tian Cai stood in front of the bed and looked at the woman on the bed. Her original hair had been shaved off during the previous operation, and now it had only grown half a finger long.

The patient was well taken care of by the nurses. The reason I say well taken care of by the nurses is that no family members had ever visited him since he was hospitalized.

Only the soldier who had helped her transfer to the Military General Hospital would occasionally come to see her, but he would always leave in a hurry after a short while.

Tian Cai took a deep breath and said, "Let's work together!"

The woman's fingers moved.

Zhang Wenshan and Old Man Zhang arrived quickly. All three of them wore white coats and masks, and after disinfection, they were ready to give the injections.

The patient is helped to sit up, which makes acupuncture on the head more convenient.

This time, acupuncture was not performed in the ward, but in a separate Chinese medicine clinic. The door was closed so that it was quiet and there would be no disturbance.

After Tian Cai made all the preparations, he looked at the two of them with a pair of calm eyes, "Then let's get started!"

The Zhang family father and son nodded.

Under the gaze of the two, Tian Cai picked up a silver needle and inserted it into the patient's Baihui acupoint.

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At some point, several people in white coats gathered outside the door, looking inside through the small window on the door. However, they were all very conscious and did not make any sound, only communicating with each other with their eye contact.

Tian Cai was concentrating on acupuncture, and he was very careful with each needle. All he was thinking about was the distribution of nerves and blood vessels in the head, estimating the depth of his needles and the possible consequences. He didn't pay any attention to the movement outside the door.

The father and son were in a similar situation. They were constantly observing the patient's condition and the readings of various instruments on the patient so that they could provide immediate rescue if any emergency occurred.

Everyone in the Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic knew that a young doctor from another province had come to the hospital, and he was said to be quite accomplished.

Everyone had been curious about Tian Cai for a long time, but after she came, she always followed Zhang Wenshan, making these people embarrassed to come forward and say a few words. Now, when they heard that the female doctor was going to give acupuncture to the patient in bed 3, those who had no work to do came.

Perhaps it is because Zhang Wenshan, the leader, leads well, the atmosphere in the TCM clinic is very good, and the doctors are not scheming against each other when they are together.

Zhang Wenshan never favors anyone. He will teach everyone what he wants to teach in an open and aboveboard manner, and all competitions must be fair and open. This means that all doctors in traditional Chinese medicine know that as long as they study hard and strive to improve their level in the military hospital, what belongs to them will definitely be theirs.

On the contrary, those who focus on evil ways are not suitable here.

Before giving acupuncture to Tian Cai, Zhang Wenshan took the initiative to ask and confirmed that Tian Cai did not mind someone learning, then he lifted the small curtain covering the door.

Several heads gathered in front of the glass window, watching Tian Cai's slow but determined movements inside with shining eyes, full of admiration for Tian Cai.

When will I be able to do this?

Although they all know acupuncture, they only dare to insert needles in less delicate locations such as the limbs. The blood vessels and nerves on the head are too densely distributed. Once an accident occurs, it may cost the patient and themselves their entire lives, so this group of people do not dare to try it easily.

Zhang Wenshan knew that they were afraid of following in Jiang Yu's footsteps, but that was how the medical profession was. Someone had to dare to try, otherwise how could there be progress?

This is also the main reason why Zhang Wenshan wants other doctors to observe.

Tian Cai has reached a critical moment now. The acupuncture techniques she is using now are all figured out by herself, and beads of sweat can't help but seep out of her forehead.

She had tried this acupuncture method on mannequins many times. She also pressed the acupuncture points on her own head and the heads of several nurses to test the effects. She was already about 30% confident, but still needed to be extremely careful.

Tian Cai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, took a deep breath, found the right place, and gave the most crucial injection.

Zhang Wenshan, who had been observing the patient's condition, suddenly discovered that at that moment, the patient's eyelids trembled, as if they were about to open, but eventually returned to calm.

He sighed in his heart and did not tell Tian Cai about this to disturb him.

Mr. Zhang's fingers were always on the patient's wrist. Although he didn't look up at that moment, he could feel the patient's pulse beating rapidly. It was obvious that Xiaotian's acupuncture method had stimulated her.

Soon, Tian Cai injected the second needle. The patient's eyelids trembled more violently, and her fingers also moved. Unlike the previous tremors, this time she seemed to want to grasp something with force, and her whole hand moved along with it.

Zhang Wenshan and the group of people in white coats who had been concentrating on observing the situation inside outside the door also saw this situation and widened their eyes in shock. They held their breath unconsciously, fearing that their breathing would disturb Tian Cai.

What kind of miraculous doctor is this? He is so young and yet so powerful. I wonder if he has been learning medicine since he was in the womb?

And where did she prick those spots just now? How come they don’t recognize many of them?

Several doctors began to wonder if they were not well-trained enough and didn't even know the acupuncture points, but they didn't dare to say it out loud for fear of being laughed at.