"Liu'er, even the doctor can't help your third brother, what's the use of asking her?" Father Jiang had the same thought as before. He didn't believe that Qiu Yan, a young girl, could cure his son's illness.
Qiu Dafu came from a farming family, so his eldest niece must also be a farming girl. What abilities could she possibly have?
He believed that the reason the general took a liking to Qiu Yan was because...
Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman.
Jiang Liu shook her head at her father. "Father, how do you know Xiaoyan can't cure Third Brother's illness? How will you know if you don't try?"
Qiu Yan knew that Jiang's father did not trust her.
She didn't say anything more, and instead asked Jiang Liu.
"Sister Jiang, could you have someone prepare the medicine I wrote down yesterday?"
Jiang Liu nodded: "I asked Cuizhu to prepare the medicine as soon as I got back, but she just couldn't get it to go down."
Qiu Yan turned around and looked at Madam Yun, "Third Madam, remove his clothes."
Time is of the essence; the sooner we start treatment, the sooner we have a glimmer of hope.
Yun was sobbing uncontrollably, unable to comprehend what Qiu Yan was about to do for a long time.
"Why are you taking off your clothes?" Jiang Liu asked, puzzled, as were the others.
"Initiate acupuncture." Qiu Yan said simply and clearly. After saying that, she took out an acupuncture kit from her bosom, preparing to try acupuncture and see if Jiang Lian could wake up.
This was a solution she only came up with today.
Yun realized what was happening: "But..."
Qiu Yan: "In the eyes of doctors, there is no difference between men and women."
As a modern person, she had seen plenty of shirtless men.
However, the ancients did not think that way.
However, when it comes to life and death, who cares about the difference between men and women?
Mr. Jiang said, "Do you know acupuncture? Don't insert the needle incorrectly." He meant to remind Qiu Yan to think carefully before doing anything.
Qiu Yan only treated Jiang Lian because of Jiang Liu.
Since her father distrusted her so much, she felt it was necessary to make things clear at this moment.
"Lord Jiang, since I have been entrusted by Sister Jiang, I will do my best to treat the Third Young Master."
But I can't guarantee that the person will definitely wake up.
If the condition is cured, everyone will be happy; if it is not cured, there is nothing I can do.
If you truly don't trust me, then please seek someone else.
She speaks her mind and is very straightforward.
“If I were truly skilled, why would I have to…” This girl is truly different from his second uncle.
Qiu Yan's words made Jiang's father feel somewhat embarrassed.
Of course, he also wanted his third son to wake up, not because Qiu Yan was just a peasant girl with no experience.
Jiang's mother gave Jiang's father a reproachful look: "Master, please say less. Lian'er's condition cannot be delayed any longer."
The doctor said... that we should prepare for the worst.
As Jiang's mother spoke, she burst into tears again. "Little Yan, you should go ahead and try the acupuncture. If it doesn't work, then it's Lian'er's bad luck, and you can't be blamed."
Qiu Yan nodded. "Yes, I will do my best."
Together with Jiang's father, Yun removed Jiang Lian's clothes.
Qiu Yan quickly disinfected the silver needles with boiling water, and first applied them to the Neiguan, Renzhong, and Sanyinjiao acupoints to awaken the mind and open the orifices.
Jiquan, Chize, and Weizhong are used as auxiliary acupoints to unblock the meridians and treat Jiang Lian's carbon monoxide poisoning, so that he can wake up as soon as possible.
Afterwards, Qiu Yan applied acupuncture to Jiang Lian's burned area to remove his internal heat and symptoms, allowing his skin tissue to recover quickly.
With another needle, Qiu Yan applied it to Jiang Lian's Fengmen acupoint to expel the burn residue from his injuries.
Next are Feishu (BL13), Zhubin (BL2), Xuehai (SP10)... Waiguan (TE5).
During the acupuncture treatment, everyone in the Jiang family kept their eyes glued to the instrument.
Jiang's father's forehead was covered in sweat; he was clearly nervous.
He was truly afraid that if Qiu Yan continued to administer the needles, his third son would die on the spot.
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