(Marriage before love, hidden identities, revenge, hilarious, cute babies) Mu Rongting, a rising star in the business world, was focused on his career and vowed not to marry. However, his grandfath...
Chapter 237 Plotting to Obtain the Medical Book
As the silver needle was pulled out, a drop of dark blood was drawn out with it.
Kong Wange immediately said, "Auntie, wipe it."
Upon hearing this, Li Jinxiu, as agreed beforehand, wiped the affected area with a towel soaked in herbal juice.
After applying the ointment, Kong Wange immediately administered the second and third injections...
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Meanwhile, in the Wen family study.
In the antique-style room, a man dressed in black stood bowing beside a large rosewood table.
He looked respectfully at Wen Zhengning, who was sitting in the main seat: "Patriarch, that's all I've seen. I wanted to see Miss Kong's acupuncture technique, but she was very cautious and closed the window."
Wen Zhengning fiddled with a string of Bodhi beads in his hand and said calmly, "Are you sure you didn't see wrong? The person who treated Wen Zhihan the whole time was that girl?"
“That’s for sure. Although Li Jinxiu and Wen Yue were also present, they were just doing their jobs as Miss Kong arranged.” The man in black said, then couldn’t help but ask with a doubt, “Master, there’s something I don’t understand.”
"explain."
"You said so many people have examined Wen Zhihan's legs, and they all said there was no hope. Where does Miss Kong get the confidence to treat him? Is she more skilled than the senior doctors in our Wen family?"
Wen Zhengning stood up, walked to the windowsill, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Logically speaking, of course not."
"What the head of the family means is..."
"But what if she learns the traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture technique?"
The man in black was startled: "Qihuang acupuncture? Isn't that a long-lost art? Nobody knows how to do pulse diagnosis anymore!"
"Qianliu, have you forgotten whose daughter Kong Wange is?" Wen Zhengning gazed out the window, his eyes seemingly filled with reminiscence.
Qianliu realized what was happening: "Master, are you saying that back then, Miss Zhiyi stole the medical book containing the Qihuang Acupuncture Technique and left it to her daughter?"
He frowned and said, "Even if Miss Kong really got this set of acupuncture medical books, it doesn't necessarily mean she can learn it. Back when that medical book was still around, in the huge Wen family, only Miss Zhiyi learned the essence. If her daughter really had that talent, how could she only be tenth in the Ling Shu Competition?"
Wen Zhengning, with a hint of interest in his eyes, said, "Seeing is not necessarily believing. Even if this little girl doesn't know acupuncture, her abilities are definitely not as simple as she appears. This little girl's return to the Wen family is probably all part of her plan, but it's still unclear what she's going to do."
Qianliu was taken aback, then a cold glint appeared in his eyes: "Since the patriarch says so, do you need me...?"
Wen Zhengning turned around, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What's the rush? I'm more than happy to see her back. Didn't she say that Zhiyi left all her belongings to her? That book, 'Qihuang Acupuncture Techniques,' is most likely on her. Keep a close eye on her and find a way to get the medical book back. With the medical book, the revival of the Wen family will be just around the corner."
Shen Qianliu responded softly, "Okay, I understand. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Wen Zhengning's eyes were slightly cool as he hummed in agreement.
Qianliu responded and left.
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In the secluded courtyard, two hours passed by unnoticed as Kong Wange administered acupuncture.
Only when the towel, stained with herbs, was covered in blood did she wipe the sweat from her forehead and slowly exhale.
"That's good. Just remove these herbs after applying them for two hours. Then I'll write down a prescription for a medicinal bath. Uncle can take a hot bath in the tub, keeping the water temperature above 45 degrees Celsius, for at least an hour."
"Okay, I'll go prepare right away!" Li Jinxiu said, and rushed off to the bathroom.
Kong Wange looked at Wen Zhihan on the bed and asked, "Uncle, how are you feeling right now?"
"My toes feel warm. Wan Ge, your Qihuang acupuncture technique is really amazing. Am I about to be able to stand up again?" Wen Zhihan said, somewhat unsure of himself.
His legs are always cold, and he hasn't felt warm for many years.
Kong Wange smiled and comforted him, "Uncle, it won't be that fast. This is the first time I've treated you with acupuncture, so the effect will be more obvious. The effect will gradually decrease in the future, but as long as you cooperate and persevere, there is still hope. Right now, your feet are feeling warm. As it slowly moves upwards and you can feel it in your lumbar spine, that will be the time when you can stand up."
Wen Zhihan was speechless.
For the first time in nearly thirty years, he truly felt hope for life!
"Wange, you..."
“Uncle, I understand without you saying anything.” Kong Wange smiled gently. “I will repeat today’s treatment for you once a week from now on. In three months at most, I guarantee you will see obvious results.”
"Good, good..." Wen Zhihan said with relief, "Wange, your medical skills are so excellent now, our acupuncture and pulse diagnosis finally has a successor."
Kong Wange smiled and said, "No, I'm still far from good enough. Uncle, you should rest first. It's getting late, I should go now."
Wen Zhihan nodded: "It's getting late, don't rush, let your aunt see you off."
"No need, I'll take Sister Wan Ge there," Wen Yue said.
Kong Wange followed Wen Yue out the door.
Once inside the courtyard, Kong Wange said to Wen Yue, "Yueyue, there's something I can't say inside."
"Sister Wan Ge, just tell me what's wrong."
"My uncle's condition requires the prescription to be changed every twenty-one days. There are no major problems at the moment, but when the prescription is changed for the third time, one of the medicinal herbs used is quite precious."
What kind of medicine is it?
“Xuweilian. This herb grows wild, and only a few plants can be found throughout the year. Ordinary pharmacies certainly don't carry it. I believe the Wen family might have it, but…”
“I understand, Sister Wan Ge, you’re worried that Aunt Rou won’t be willing to give it to you.”
"Well, after all, if Uncle's leg heals, it won't benefit the people in the medicine lineage; they might not give it to him..."
Wen Yue nodded seriously and said, "I understand. I will try to make two preparations and find out as soon as possible if there is a black market selling this kind of medicine. If they really don't give it to me, I will just spend money to buy it. If I can't buy it from the Wen family, I can buy it from somewhere else."
"That's what I wanted to say. This medicinal herb is quite valuable, and the black market will only drive up its price even further. I estimate it will be between six and seven figures. If you can't get it from the Wen family, I can pay for the herb for you in advance."
Wen Yue smiled and said, "There are still two months left, right? I'll figure something out, Sister Wan Ge. If it really doesn't work, you can help me then."
Seeing Wen Yue's serious expression, Kong Wange could only nod: "I will keep a close eye on things during this time. If you encounter any difficulties, you must tell me."
As she was talking, her phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the three large characters on the caller ID, coughed lightly, and hung up the phone.
Seeing this, Wen Yue smiled and said, "Sister Wange, I'll leave you here. You go ahead with your work, I'll head back now."