Zhao Qingshan's lips moved. He really wanted to persuade Zhou Yuanyuan to give up this treatment. Zhou Qijia's condition was too serious. After curing him, they might face endless troubles.
"Grandpa, I know what I'm doing. Please rest assured." Zhou Yuanyuan used her spiritual sense to transmit a message to Zhao Qingshan. She only did what she felt was right. As for what would happen next, she would wait until that day came. Zhou Yuanyuan really didn't believe that with her and Xiaoyu's abilities, could the people of this world still force them?
"Okay! You come and try it, and grandpa will test you later." Seeing that Zhou Yuanyuan insisted, Zhao Qingshan had to move two steps to the side and give his seat to Zhou Yuanyuan.
"Oh my! My sister Yunxiang is so lucky. Such a little girl can see the doctor." Qiuxiang couldn't help but feel envious after listening to the conversation between Zhao Qingshan and his grandson. Her eldest son is eight years old this year, one year older than Zhou Yuanyuan! Qiuxiang used to be very proud of her eldest son. Qiuxiang's eldest son could do all the housework at home, take care of his younger siblings, cook, wash clothes, collect firewood... But compared with Zhou Yuanyuan, Qiuxiang suddenly felt that her eldest son was nothing. Her son couldn't read. Look at Yunxiang's daughter, she can see the doctor at the age of seven.
In reality, Zhou Yuanyuan had been very cautious. She had deliberately said she was reviewing her pulse-taking skills, signaling to Zhou Qijia and his wife that she was merely Zhao Qingshan's apprentice. The fact that Zhou Qijia's illness was cured was also Zhao Qingshan's credit.
However, rural residents couldn't tell the difference between taking a pulse and treating a patient. Qiuxiang, in her opinion, believed that an experienced Chinese doctor like Zhao Qingshan would quickly write a prescription after taking a pulse. So she assumed that Zhou Yuanyuan's pulse-taking skills review meant treating Zhou Qijia.
It must be said that Qiuxiang's perception was a beautiful misunderstanding. Qiuxiang's unintentional mistake also brought Zhou Yuanyuan a big trouble. However, these are all later stories, which will be discussed later.
Neither Zhou Yuanyuan nor Zhao Qingshan responded to Qiuxiang's sigh. In rural areas, praising your child in front of adults is the most respectful thing to do. Qiuxiang was simply trying to curry favor with Zhao Qingshan. There was nothing wrong with Qiuxiang's behavior; it was the custom in China. No matter what they did, they preferred to work with someone they knew. Even when they went to the hospital, they believed a familiar doctor would examine them more carefully.
When Zhou Yuanyuan placed a few fingers on Zhou Qijia's pulse point, she released a trace of spiritual energy and detected the injury on his back along Zhou Qijia's meridians.
The spiritual energy was like Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes. Wherever it passed, the situation in Zhou Qijia's body was reflected in her mind. It was more powerful than filming. However, Zhou Yuanyuan suffered a little. The bloody internal organs and other things were really unbearable when she first saw them.
Fortunately, Zhou Yuanyuan had experience in using spiritual energy to comb the meridians for Zhao Qingshan and Zhou Jiasheng, so she was now quite familiar with it.
The spiritual energy traveled all the way to Zhou Qijia's spine. At the fifth vertebra, Zhou Yuanyuan spotted a black dot the size of a soybean. That spot must have been the point of impact when Zhou Qijia landed. Nearby, a nerve had shifted from its original position, strangely twisted. Its color was also different from the pale pink of the surrounding nerves, but rather grayish, seemingly lifeless. Zhou Yuanyuan's task was to restore that nerve and release a little spiritual energy there to slowly nurture it.
After finding the source of the illness, Zhou Yuanyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Before arriving in Zhoujia Village, although Xiaoyu had assured her that spiritual energy would definitely help the Zhou family, Zhou Yuanyuan hadn't been sure until she'd met him. As her spiritual energy swirled around that nerve, she noticed the gray color seemed to have lightened slightly. This was great; by being able to help Qiuxiang and her husband, Zhou Yuanyuan could be said to have repaid Qiuxiang's kindness in her previous life.
Zhou Yuanyuan let the spiritual energy wrap around the black spot on Zhou Qiji's spine, slowly warming it. Zhou Yuanyuan withdrew her hand and stood up.
Zhou Qijia didn't know if he was feeling wrong. He always felt as if there was a hint of coolness in his body, but when he sensed it carefully, there was nothing.
Zhou Qijia didn't know that when Zhou Yuanyuan's spiritual energy was not flowing through Zhou Qijia's meridians, he certainly couldn't feel that breath. Zhou Yuanyuan kept the spiritual energy in the injured part of his spine because she knew that Zhou Qijia was still unconscious.
Zhou Yuanyuan knew that her spiritual energy would bring a sense of comfort to ordinary people, so when she took someone's pulse, she didn't take several minutes like Zhao Qingshan did. Instead, she did it in just over ten seconds, so fast that people would think she was a child playing.
Zhao Qingshan felt relieved when he saw Zhou Yuanyuan give him a subtle nod. To be honest, Zhao Qingshan knew he didn't have the ability to cure Zhou Qijia, so asking him to say he could was a bit of a stretch.
People are like this. When there's no hope, they might be able to hold on day by day. But when hope is lost, they might not be able to endure even a single day. Zhao Qingshan had always been afraid that the grandfather and grandson had good intentions but ended up doing something bad. If Zhou Yuanyuan said it could be cured but then couldn't, it would be a greater blow to Qiuxiang and her husband.
After Zhao Qingshan wrote the prescription, the grandfather and grandson left Zhoujia Village. The prescription Zhao Qingshan wrote was a normal one, some nourishing medicine. Zhao Qingshan told Qiuxiang that he would come to Zhoujia Village again in fifteen days to perform acupuncture on Zhou Qijia.
Seeing Zhao Qingshan's confidence, Qiuxiang and her husband were pleasantly surprised. Even before the disease was cured, they felt that they had truly encountered a miracle doctor.
After Zhao Qingshan rode his bicycle and took Zhou Yuanyuan some distance away from Zhoujia Village, he asked, "Xiaojiu! Why do you insist on curing him?"
Zhao Qingshan was a shrewd man. He knew his little granddaughter wasn't someone who loved too much. She took such a huge risk to cure Zhou Qijia, which made him think there must be some unknown reason. He hadn't wanted to ask, but he was genuinely worried about Zhou Yuanyuan.
"Grandpa, I was hungry once, and Aunt Qiuxiang gave me a mixed vegetable bun." Zhou Yuanyuan thought for a moment and finally told the story. However, she added, "It was in a past life." Because Qiuxiang's bun happened in a past life, Zhou Yuanyuan was afraid Zhao Qingshan would question Zhou Jiasheng, so she excluded Zhou Jiasheng, who had eaten the bun, and said it was her.
Zhao Qingshan thought Zhou Yuanyuan was talking about the years she lived in Zhoujia Village. Thinking of how Zhou Chunping and his wife had cruelly let Zhou Yuanyuan starve, Zhao Qingshan would have rushed to Zhou Chunping's house and had a fight with them, if he hadn't been concerned about Zhou Zhixin's current status and wanted to protect them from criticism.
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