The doctor let out a deep sigh: "The situation is not good!"
This behavior immediately piqued everyone's interest, and they all asked curiously, "What's going on?"
"At this point, why are you still keeping us in suspense!"
"It's a common problem among doctors..."
Magistrate Lu, intrigued, asked in a deep voice, "Has this woman's leg truly healed? Was the medicine she took fake?"
Seeing that the county magistrate had spoken, the doctor dared not keep them in suspense any longer and quickly said, "Her leg hasn't healed, and the medicine she took wasn't fake..."
Upon hearing this, Gan Tao Niang, who was originally prepared to immediately refute, was somewhat bewildered—what was going on?
Was the doctor lying? Or was he a quack who couldn't actually tell she was cured?
She stared wide-eyed, unsure how to react. Even Chen Danian was a little confused about what they were up to.
The doctor, seemingly unaware of what everyone was thinking, continued:
"She didn't drink fake medicine, but one of the ingredients wasn't quite right for her condition, which caused the blood to stagnate."
"It's alright. My family has a set of acupuncture techniques passed down through generations. As long as I insert a few needles into her, I guarantee she'll be able to move freely again."
Acupuncture?
Upon hearing this, Gan Tao Niang was startled and cried out in distress!
She knew about acupuncture; it was said to be very effective. But that was for treating illnesses. Could a perfectly healthy person like her really be harmed by being pricked a few times?
Gan Li caught a glimpse of Gan Tao Niang's face contorted in a bitter expression, and inwardly scoffed, but outwardly feigned a studious demeanor and asked curiously:
"Doctor, since acupuncture can cure diseases, can it also prevent them? If so, then if I get acupuncture more often in my spare time, won't I be immune to all diseases?"
The doctor was startled by her words, nearly dropping his needle case, and quickly stopped her, saying:
"That won't do! There's a specific technique to this. Each needle is inserted into an acupoint, which is part of the body's meridians. You can't just touch it lightly. If someone who's healthy gets pricked, it could cause serious problems!"
"What if someone who isn't sick gets pricked?" Gan Tao Niang asked, trembling.
"Not sick?" The doctor sneered. "That would be counterproductive. Take your leg, for example. If you weren't sick, after these two needles, you really wouldn't be able to stand up again."
The color drained from Gan Tao Niang's face instantly, and the veins on the back of her hands, which were gripping the wheelchair tightly, stood out.
Seeing that her face had changed, the doctor quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, you are really sick. You'll feel better after I finish acupuncture!"
Good? Good my ass!
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