So that they wouldn't be completely unfamiliar with money and banknotes.
The commotion caused by Cui Xingwang and his wife didn't reach Song Lan's ears. However, Song Lan had neither the time nor the inclination to care about what would happen when the two returned to their own home.
At this moment, she was in Qin Yanzheng's room. After completing all the preparations, she administered acupuncture to Qin Yanzheng under the watchful eyes of Wu Dong and Qin Boyan.
To prevent anyone from suddenly barging into the room, Wu Dong stood guard at the door.
Qin Yanzheng was the same.
The two men stood guard at the door, one on each side.
After sealing the acupoints with golden needles, Song Lan began to circulate her internal energy. Before long, her body seemed to be shrouded in clouds and mist, making her look light and ethereal, like a celestial being descending to earth.
As time passed, the "mist" surrounding her gradually dissipated.
Under her guidance, the gentle internal energy flowed slowly into Qin Yanzheng's brain through one of the golden needles.
It should be noted that Qin Yanzheng's head was now covered with golden needles. These golden needles were not randomly placed, but were placed by Song Lan according to the array she had deduced.
Based on this, Song Lan was undoubtedly perfectly clear about which golden needle was the "eye of the formation," that is, the medium through which Song Lan's internal force acted on Qin Yanzheng's brain.
Wu Dong and Qin Boyan held their breath, afraid of disturbing Song Lan's acupuncture.
Gradually, both of their foreheads became covered with a thin layer of sweat, undoubtedly caused by tension.
Song Lan remained calm and composed, showing no sign of panic. She maintained a steady pace, slowly channeling her gentle internal energy to dissolve the blood stasis in Qin Yanzheng's brain.
The reason for such caution was that Song Lan wanted to avoid using too much internal energy and breaking through Qin Yanzheng's cerebral blood vessels.
If that's the case, then it's not treating patients, it's "murder."
Qin Boyan grew increasingly nervous as he watched. He wanted to ask Song Lan if his sister-in-law was better, but he was also worried about interrupting Song Lan's treatment of Qin Yanzheng. He clenched his hands hanging at his sides, letting the beads of sweat drip down his forehead.
Wu Dong wasn't much better off than Qin Boyan; in fact, he was arguably even more nervous.
reason?
His task was to take care of Comrade Qin Yanzheng, and if anything happened to this person, he would inevitably have to take responsibility.
Wu Dong wasn't afraid to take responsibility; he just didn't want the country to lose a very important talent!
Half an hour passed... and another half hour passed in the blink of an eye.
About two hours later, Song Lan pursed her lips slightly, not bothering to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She silently prayed in her heart, "Qin Yanzheng, you will wake up, right? I believe you can!"
As she finished reciting the mantra, Song Lan withdrew her gentle inner strength and then removed the golden needles one by one. When the last golden needle was removed, there was a "plop" sound, and Qin Yanzheng, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood with a strong, fishy smell.
"Comrade Qin (elder brother)!"
Wu Dong and Qin Boyan shouted out in unison.
"Qin Yanzheng is alright."
Song Lan said, "That's blood stasis accumulated in his brain." As soon as Song Lan said this, Qin Yanzheng opened his eyes and uttered a hoarse and weak voice: "I..." Unfortunately, he only uttered this one word before closing his eyes again, as if he had fallen asleep once more.
"Sister-in-law, my eldest brother..."
Didn't I wake up? How come I'm back to how I was before?
"Comrade Song..."
The worry in Wu Dong's eyes was almost overflowing.
"Don't worry, he's just too weak, which is why he fell asleep again after waking up. Also, most of the blood clots in his head have been cleared, but a small part still needs to be removed with acupuncture next time."
Hearing Song Lan say this, Qin Boyan asked, "Sister-in-law, when will my brother wake up again?"
"Maybe you'll see your older brother sober up before you go to school tomorrow morning."
Song Lan took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead. She smiled and said, "However, after your brother regains consciousness... he may not be able to see for a while. But don't worry too much. With your sister-in-law here, I guarantee your brother will regain his sight within a month or two."
She received herbal medicine treatment, along with local acupuncture.
Qin Yanzheng's eyes have fully recovered and there is no problem at all!
"I believe in my sister-in-law!"
Qin Boyan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with gratitude: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"
"Silly boy, there's no need to thank me!"
Song Lan smiled and shook her head.
"Of course, when my older brother wakes up, I'll have him thank my sister-in-law too!"
Qin Boyan's eyes were firm: "Even though your sister-in-law is my older brother's wife, I think my older brother still needs to thank you, and it's very necessary!"
Wu Dong: "Comrade Song, thank you too, your medical skills are truly amazing!"
"Why are you being so polite? Qin Yanzheng is my husband. Since I can heal him, I naturally won't stand idly by."
Song Lan shook his head again and said with a smile, "Second brother, you and Comrade Wu help your eldest brother get ready. I'm going to sit in the living room for a while."
After nearly two hours of treatment, she wasn't physically tired, but she was inevitably a little mentally exhausted.
After all, the treatment process requires not only complete concentration but also the utmost carelessness.
In other words, her mind only relaxed after the last gold needle was removed.
"good."
Qin Boyan responded, and then said, "I'll help my sister-in-law to the living room."
"Need not."
Song Lan shook her head slightly. She disinfected each of the used gold needles one by one, then put them back into the needle case and stepped out of the room.
Suddenly, footsteps came from the courtyard gate.
"Auntie, what brings you and Factory Director Zhang here at this hour?"
She got up and walked to the living room door. Seeing that the visitors were Director Zhang and his wife, Song Lan couldn't help but greet them with a smile.
"Let's go inside and talk."
Wu Chunying glared at her husband and followed Song Lan into the living room.
"Xiao Song, the trouble those two next door have caused these past few days is, in a way, my dereliction of duty as the factory manager. It has brought trouble to your family and almost damaged Comrade Qin Yanzheng's reputation. I came here tonight to apologize to you."
Factory Director Zhang looked sincere and spoke with a tone full of apology.
"You're too kind. Besides, you've already resolved that matter, so there's no need to dwell on it anymore."
Song Lan smiled and said, "Besides, after dinner tonight, Comrade Cui and his wife from next door came over to apologize to me. Let's just let it go."
"If I had known sooner, I would have definitely come and ripped Zheng Laidi's mouth apart for you!"
Wu Chunying glared at Director Zhang and said to Song Lan, "You don't know, Zheng Laidi loves to cause trouble for no reason, and she's unreasonable. As long as she thinks something is right, she'll spew out anything. In this old residential area, no one who knows Zheng Laidi wants to associate with this inhuman troublemaker."
“Auntie, there’s no need to be angry. I didn’t hear the words she was saying, otherwise, I wouldn’t have tolerated her arrogance.”
If she were to hear this on the spot, she would immediately slap the other person twice across the face!
Wu Chunying said angrily, "You're so weak, how could you be a match for Zheng Laidi? To deal with someone like her, I, your aunt, have to step in."
Upon hearing this, Song Lan laughed out loud: "Auntie looks about the same age as me."
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