Chapter 8
Mu Qingxuan calmly described Mrs. Huo's symptoms one by one: "Your face is dark and your lips are dark purple. This is a typical migraine caused by blood stasis. Every time you have an attack, you often have symptoms of nausea and vomiting, but what you vomit is mostly clear phlegm."
Mrs. Huo's eyes widened in shock and she asked in amazement, "How did you know?"
Mu Qingxuan smiled slightly: "Grandma, to be honest, our Mu family is a traditional Chinese medicine family. I am fortunate to inherit the family tradition and have been learning medicine since I was a child. Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation. I will observe your face to judge the symptoms. This is not difficult for me."
Old Mrs. Huo had suffered from migraine for many years. She had visited many doctors in the military hospital and taken a lot of medicine, but to no avail.
She opened her mouth and was about to refute Mu Qingxuan, saying that she was just a little girl and even if she could see the symptoms, there was definitely no cure.
But before he could say anything, a severe headache suddenly hit him.
It was as if someone had hit her head with a huge hammer, and a buzzing sound came from deep in her mind.
In an instant, Mrs. Huo's face turned pale with pain, sweat poured down her face, and her vision became blurred.
She didn't care about her dislike for Mu Qingxuan, and asked as if grasping the last straw: "Can it be cured?"
Mu Qingxuan frowned, opened the silver needle bag, and said calmly: "Grandma, please lie down on the bed. I will give you acupuncture to relieve the pain first."
"Are you going to stick that long silver needle into my head?"
Old Mrs. Huo swallowed and felt a little scared.
My head hurts enough, and then I have to be pricked by a needle. Wouldn't it be even more painful?
For a moment, Mrs. Huo became even more annoyed and felt that Mu Qingxuan was just teasing her.
Mu Qingxuan was not surprised by her reaction.
In her previous life, she had treated countless patients, and few of them were not afraid of silver needles.
She comforted him softly, "Grandma, this is not a piercing of the head. Just close your eyes and don't worry, it won't hurt."
Mu Qingxuan helped Mrs. Huo lie down on the bed, took out a silver needle, and carefully inserted it into the acupoint of the gallbladder meridian.
The foot Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian runs on both sides of the head. Migraines often occur in this area, so if you want to treat migraines, the Gallbladder Meridian is the top priority.
After one injection, Mrs. Huo's body, which had been shaking continuously due to the great pain, gradually calmed down, and the sharp pain dissipated a lot in an instant.
She relaxed her frown and breathed quickly: "...It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore."
Mu Qingxuan didn't respond, turned around and took off her socks.
Old Mrs. Huo hadn't washed yet, and her feet, which had been stuck in her shoes and socks all day, gave off a faint sour smell.
Old Mrs. Huo also smelled the smell and her face turned red with embarrassment.
But Mu Qingxuan seemed to be completely unable to smell it. She took out silver needles and inserted them into other meridian acupoints one by one.
Then, she explained: "Grandma, this is just a preliminary treatment to relieve your pain, but it can't cure it."
"Have a good sleep tonight. I will give you formal treatment tomorrow."
Mrs. Huo keenly caught the hidden meaning of Mu Qingxuan's words and asked in surprise, "You mean, there is a chance to cure my old headache?"
"Of course." Mu Qingxuan nodded confidently.
Migraine is not a difficult or complicated disease. As long as it is treated on time, it is not difficult to cure it.
What's more, Mrs. Huo's migraine is of the blood stasis and obstruction type, which is mostly caused by depression and fire in the body, which leads to qi stagnation and blood stasis.
As long as Mrs. Huo can cooperate with the treatment and keep a happy mood every day, she will recover soon.
Old Mrs. Huo's eyes lit up, but when her gaze fell on Mu Qingxuan's young and beautiful face, there was a hint of distrust in her eyes.
She had seen so many chief doctors but none of them could cure her. Even if Mu Qingxuan had some ability to relieve pain, her supernatural powers were probably not great enough to cure her.
Never mind, it's good enough to relieve the pain.
Mrs. Huo sighed, her eyes becoming much kinder: "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's okay, grandma, just lie down for a while, I'll remove the needle for you later."
Mu Qingxuan pursed her lips, she was used to the look from Old Lady Huo.
In her previous life, there were always people who questioned her medical skills because she was young, beautiful, and a woman.
But in the end, Mu Qingxuan pulled them back from the underworld one by one, and proved with her strength how wrong their preconceived prejudices were.
Mu Qingxuan's eyes were calm. After pulling out the needle with a very professional technique, she wiped the silver needle clean and put it back into the silver needle bag.
"Grandma, you have a good rest tonight. I'm going back first."
Mrs. Huo's symptoms are of the blood stasis and obstruction type of migraine. In addition to acupuncture treatment, she also needs medication.
Mu Qingxuan walked back while thinking about the prescription.
But just as he walked into the room, an arm with blue veins suddenly stretched out from the darkness, grasped Mu Qingxuan's slender waist, and pressed her against the cold wall.
Mu Qingxuan widened her eyes and was about to speak when the man's other big hand covered her lips.
The two were very close to each other, and Mu Qingxuan's nostrils were filled with the scent of soap from the man who had just finished taking a shower.
The soft waist and abdomen pressed tightly against the man's firm and full muscles, and with every breath, the heartbeats of both of them gradually became synchronized.
Mu Qingxuan narrowed her eyes and, in the moonlight, made out Huo Changfeng's clearly defined profile.
In the dim light, Huo Changfeng stared at Mu Qingxuan with wolf-like sharp eyes, and deep in his eyes was an incomprehensible strong desire.
Mu Qingxuan blinked, not knowing what he was trying to do by suddenly doing this to scare her.
She tilted her head and kissed Huo Changfeng's palm, then whispered, "Husband?"
As her lips opened and closed, they slid across Huo Changfeng's calloused palm, as light and soft as a feather, making Huo Changfeng's heart itch.
He took another step forward, trapping Mu Qingxuan's body firmly between himself and the wall.
Mu Qingxuan reached out tentatively, pulled down Huo Changfeng's hand that was covering her lips, and then touched Huo Changfeng's abdominal muscles.
The next second, she clearly felt that Huo Changfeng's breathing became disordered and his muscles became more tense.
Mu Qingxuan narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed Huo Changfeng's lips.
There was no light on in the room, and the remaining moonlight was not enough for Mu Qingxuan to see the position of Huo Changfeng's lips at a glance.
She raised her head and only kissed the side of Huo Changfeng's face.
Mu Qingxuan had no choice but to kiss him along his cheeks, and finally gently kissed the corner of Huo Changfeng's mouth.
Huo Changfeng was startled by her proactive action. After a moment of shock, an even bigger storm brewed in his eyes.
In an instant, he almost took the initiative and bit Mu Qingxuan's lips hard, kissing her awkwardly yet passionately.
After the passionate kiss, both of them inevitably broke out in sweat.
Huo Changfeng bent down, picked up Mu Qingxuan and put her on the bed.
Mu Qingxuan blinked expectantly, but saw Huo Changfeng's body suddenly pull away, then turn around and leave without hesitation.
Mu Qingxuan:?
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