Li Zhong did not refuse and reached out to carefully check Sun Shaoping's pulse.
"Good, the blood stasis has dissipated, and the heartbeat is normal."
The leader should wake up soon.
Upon hearing this, Bai Qianzhou breathed a sigh of relief. He then swayed, and if Li Zhong hadn't caught him quickly, he probably would have fallen to the ground.
"Thank you, Mr. Li."
Bai Qianzhou finally managed to steady himself, then rubbed his temples.
"Kid, how long has it been since you had a rest?"
Bai Qianzhou shook his head. Since the conflict broke out, although no one has died, quite a few soldiers have been injured.
Sun Shaoping's medical team was limited, and they hadn't rested for several hours. Bai Qianzhou himself didn't know the answer to this question.
All he knew was that he was constantly bandaging his wounds and performing surgery, and he thought that once the conflict was over, no one else would get hurt.
To his utter surprise, the person who appeared before him, waiting to be rescued, was actually his old superior.
"It's okay, I'll rest when I get back."
As a fellow doctor, Li Zhong knew perfectly well that he was exhausted.
He didn't say anything; Bai Qianzhou's condition could only be relieved by rest.
After the surgery was completed, the gold needles naturally had to be returned to Bai Qianzhou.
Li Zhong reluctantly disinfected the gold needles and then inserted them back into the cloth roll one by one.
"Young man, where did you get these gold needles? Have you studied acupuncture?"
A blush crept onto Bai Qianzhou's face, and she spoke with a hint of pride.
"My boyfriend found these gold needles and asked me to hand them over."
As for acupuncture, I've learned a little bit on my own, but I haven't studied it systematically yet.
To Li Zhong, each of these pieces of news was absolutely devastating.
Did his partner pick up the gold needle?
Can this kid at least tell some plausible lies when he's bragging?
If he could pick it up, why couldn't he?
Li Zhong had no idea that Fu Wan existed, and his face immediately darkened as he said, "You little brat, are you trying to fool this old man? This is something you can just pick up."
Bai Qianzhou nodded with utmost seriousness and said, "It really was found, sir. There's no point in me lying to you."
She originally intended to give me these gold needles, but they bear the mark of the Imperial Medical Academy, leading us to suspect they were artifacts lost some years ago.
What?! It's a cultural relic?!
Li Zhong immediately examined the golden needle in his hand carefully, and sure enough, he found the two lines of text on the top of the needle.
This thing certainly doesn't look like a traditional Chinese medicine needle passed down through a family.
It looks like something from the palace at the end of the Qing Dynasty.
Well, it seems my idea of borrowing the golden needles to play with has been thwarted before I could even voice it.
There's no other way; who would dare to handle cultural relics? If anything were to happen to them, their dilapidated home wouldn't be able to withstand another raid!
Li Zhong reluctantly inserted the last gold needle into the cloth bag, then tied the bag up and handed it to Bai Qianzhou.
"Put it away, kid. This thing is valuable; you can't lose it."
Bai Qianzhou took it. He could see that Li Zhong liked the golden needles. He also wondered whether he should tell him that he also had the medical book that Fu Wan had given him.
Those medical books would certainly be invaluable treasures to any traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.
But remembering that Fu Wan had instructed him to hand over the medical book to Sun Shao Ping, Bai Qianzhou immediately dismissed the idea.
If the golden needles hadn't increased the chances of saving Sun Shao-ping, Bai Qianzhou wouldn't have taken them out.
My darling, my darling, with more people knowing about this, it's inevitable that some people will have designs on you.
Just as Bai Qianzhou put away his golden needles, Li Zhong also put away his silver needles.
He hesitated for two seconds, then looked at Bai Qianzhou and said, "You kid... are you interested in learning traditional Chinese medicine from me?"
Bai Qianzhou was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, Li Zhong waved his hand again.
"Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this."
When you finish your mission and are ready to return home, if you wish, remember to have Xing Shengli take you to find me.
After saying that, he turned around nimbly, picked up the small box he had come from, and left the medical tent.
Bai Qianzhou was no longer thinking about becoming an apprentice. After instructing the medical staff to pay attention to Sun Shaoping's condition, he took off his gloves and prepared to go back to his tent to rest.
As he left, he was still somewhat incredulous. Before coming here, he had hesitated about whether to bring the gold needles and medical books with him.
But thinking of Fu Wan's entrustment to him, and adhering to the principle that if he is alive, his belongings will be with him, Bai Qianzhou still brought these things with him.
He never expected that before he could even report this to Sun Shao-ping, Sun Shao-ping would reduce the risks of the surgery because of the presence of the gold needles.
I suppose this is what people usually refer to as fate!
It's as if everything was preordained.
If Fu Wan hadn't unexpectedly found these gold needles and given them to him, he wouldn't have had even a 50% chance of being successful in performing the surgery on Sun Shao-ping today.
Because the shrapnel was too close to the heart, and there was blood stasis pressing on the heart, it was easy to lose the life if not handled carefully.
However, at this moment, Fu Wan was unaware that her golden needles had saved the old chief's life. She was currently discussing going to sea with Boss Fu and a few others.
"The weather looks good tomorrow, I think we should go tomorrow!"
After not going out to sea for several days, not only was Fu Ming eager to try, but Boss Fu was also missing it terribly.
At his age, he has at most a few more years before he can no longer go out.
Fu Wan thought for a moment, then shook her head and refused.
"Setting out to sea tomorrow is too rushed. Not only do we need to prepare our things in advance, but we also need to notify the boatmen!"
That makes sense. Not all the boatmen lived near Fu Family Village; the furthest were probably Ye Jianguo and Ye Lin.
"Okay, I'll do as you say, the day after tomorrow it is."
Boss Fu nodded, and Fu Wan turned to look at Fu Ming.
Fu Ming was watching TV with great interest. The TV was showing the 1986 version of Journey to the West, which was Fu Ming's favorite TV series.
"Brother, how about going out to sea the day after tomorrow?"
Seeing that Fu Ming hadn't heard her, Fu Wan patted his arm.
Fu Ming then came to his senses and nodded, saying, "Oh, okay, the day after tomorrow is fine. I'll go and inform Fu Shi and the others first thing tomorrow morning."
Fu Wan withdrew her hand in satisfaction upon hearing this. Just then, the sound of the courtyard gate being pushed open suddenly rang out.
Yuanbao darted out immediately.
"Woof woof!"
"Yuanbao, it's me!"
Fu Liang called out, and Yuanbao, recognizing a familiar face, wagged its tail and went to greet him.
Seeing this, Fu Wan quickly called out to Fu Liang, "Brother Liang, the door isn't locked, come in quickly!"
It's this late, Fu Liang must have something to say to come over.
Sure enough, when Fu Liang approached, everyone noticed the canned food jar in his hand.
"Oh my, these must be the pickled mud snails your mother made!"
Ye Xiaocui was the first to laugh. She stood up and quickly took the things from Fu Liang's hands.
Fu Liang nodded in response, "Yes, my mother and my wife went to pick them a few days ago and pickled them into several bottles."
We opened a bottle today and thought it tasted good, so we thought we'd send two over for you to try.
Pickled mud snails?
I haven't heard of this in a long time. Pickled mud snails are a specialty of the coastal areas. People who like them will feel their mouths water just hearing about them, while people who don't like them will feel nauseous just from the smell.
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