Chapter 73 Your master's surname is Chu? !
"Miss Song——"
This voice was called by Qin Guodong.
Song Nanxi lowered her eyes and met his gaze.
Something flashed in Qin Guodong's eyes, and he seemed to have finally made a decision.
Question: "How confident are you, Miss Song?"
Song Nanxi simply took off the old man's shirt, burned the silver needle over the fire, and inserted it accurately into the acupoint.
"very."
When these words came out, everyone was obviously shocked by her arrogance.
One needle after another, soon the old man's body was full of needles.
The upper end of the silver needle trembled slightly, and sweat broke out on the old man's forehead.
At first he was still twitching, but gradually the amplitude of the twitching became smaller and smaller.
Until it's completely quiet.
His cloudy eyes seemed to glance at Song Nanxi, and then he slowly fell asleep.
Everyone found it incredible and was shocked.
"What happened to Dad?!"
"Why is there no movement?"
Qin Guodong pulled out his bloody finger and tested it under the old man's nose.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief and his breathing became steady.
He said incredulously: "Dad fell asleep..."
And I slept soundly.
As time passed, the old man showed no signs of recurring.
Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Song Nanxi.
The huge rock in Qinzhou's heart slowly fell back to its original place, his expression complicated yet also filled with relief.
He just wanted to take a gamble, but he didn't expect that God was on his side!
"Miss Song... No, it's Doctor Song! In this condition, when will my dad wake up?"
Qin Guodong suddenly changed his words and his tone became gentler.
Song Nanxi has long been accustomed to this change.
"He will wake up naturally when he has had enough sleep."
"This..." Uncle Qin said, "Dad hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time."
Who says it’s not?
It is hard to say how amazing Song Nanxi's move was. If other doctors were given more time, they might be able to do it as well.
But Song Nanxi's acupuncture was effective very quickly.
They thought they would have to go through another lot of trouble this time, but they didn't expect that Song Nanxi would solve the problem so quickly.
“How is this done?”
Suddenly, an old voice came from the door.
"Mr. Zhong!"
"Mr. Zhong, you are here."
The old man was wearing a gray-blue Tang suit, and he exuded the scent of Chinese medicine that had seeped into his bones.
He ignored everyone and quickly walked to Song Nanxi.
Staring at the old man's body with shining eyes.
He muttered to himself, "Neiguan, Weizhong, Sanyinjiao... Jiquan... and this is... No! No!"
The more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became. "This position is amazing! Why didn't I think of it? I didn't expect that piercing this acupoint would have such a miraculous effect!"
Mr. Zhong looked around but couldn't find the famous doctor he had imagined.
I quickly asked, "Guodong, which doctor gave the old man the acupuncture?"
"I am just a humble person."
Song Nanxi raised his head with a smile, "Old sir, you secretly learned my skills right in front of me, but you didn't even know who was doing the acupuncture?"
"you?"
Mr. Zhong looked hesitant and looked at everyone.
No one refuted it.
He could not hide his surprise, and also felt ashamed at being teased by Song Nanxi.
"Oh, I really didn't expect that heroes emerge from youth! Please forgive me, my friend!"
He clasped his hands together in a literary manner.
"Haha," Song Nanxi said, "Don't be polite, old man. I was just joking with you."
These two sentences made Zhong Lao sweat so much that he let out a long sigh.
He smiled and said, "Young man, you are very lively! I hurried over here because I was afraid of delaying things. The old man's body can't stand the torment. I thought he would suffer again."
Doctors have kind hearts, especially heroes like Mr. Qin who serve their country and their people.
Now he is old and full of injuries. He has the will but he is powerless!
"How did you come up with the idea of giving acupuncture at these acupoints? I have to say, you are really bold and skilled!"
Song Nanxi did not hide anything and started discussing with Mr. Zhong.
Mr. Zhong is now a well-known Chinese medicine expert in the country and comes from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.
I have been practicing medicine for decades and know a lot.
The old man and the young man discussed Mr. Qin's illness more and more in depth.
Gradually, no one understood anymore.
Qin Guodong waved his hand, motioning Qin Zhou to stay and watch, and everyone else to go out.
As soon as he got downstairs, Uncle Qin sighed: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, this girl is so young..."
Really what?
Needless to say, others also knew it.
Everyone says that traditional Chinese medicine is in decline, but only those of them who have access to top resources know that.
Chinese medicine is so magical to those who truly understand it.
Qin Guodong sighed.
"We all looked down on that girl before, and we're afraid we might have offended her."
"How could that be?" Uncle Qin said, "I saw that girl talking and laughing with Mr. Zhong. She has a good temper!"
Qin Yao quietly moved towards the door——
Qin Guodong glanced over and asked, "Qin Yao, where are you going?"
Swish, swish, swish!
Several glances came over at the same time.
Qin Yao stood up straight in an instant and said awkwardly, "Nothing, I just want to go pee."
"The bathroom is inside, go ahead."
Qin Guodong looked at him calmly, "Wait, remember to apologize to Miss Song and make sure she forgives you."
Qin Yao's scalp suddenly felt tingling.
"Uncle, my dad has already said that Song Nanxi is not that stingy!"
"hehe."
Qin Guodong smiled with his lips but not his eyes.
"That's not necessarily true. We look down on others, so do we really want them to be treated coldly?"
Especially from his observation, the girl was very moody.
It's totally hard to figure out her temperament.
upstairs.
Mr. Zhong, who was discussing with Song Nanxi, gradually began to find it difficult.
He found that he could not understand what Song Nanxi said.
"My dear friend, I wonder which famous teacher you studied under?"
"I can't say I'm a famous teacher, but he was a barefoot doctor who lived next door to me when I was a child. All I know is that his last name was Chu."
"Chu?!"
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhong was shocked after hearing this.
Song Nanxi was slightly surprised. In fact, she had guessed that Old Man Chu’s background might not be simple.
But she had never imagined that he even knew the famous traditional Chinese medicine master in Beijing.
"Does Master Zhong know my master?"
"I'm not sure if we just have the same last name. What's your master's full name?"
Song Nanxi shrugged, "He doesn't want to say."
Even her last name was revealed only after she pestered him.
In the countryside, everyone calls him Fourth Uncle or Fourth Master.
At this moment, Old Qin on the bed snored loudly.
Qin Zhou was startled and took a big step forward, "Grandpa?"
He bent down and called out tentatively.
Song Nanxi: "...He is fast asleep, no need to call him."
It’s almost time, Song Nanxi takes out the needle.
Qin Zhou found it unbelievable. He turned around and nodded solemnly to Song Nanxi.
"Thank you, Miss Song."
Song Nanxi: "No need to thank me, I'll leave after the needle is removed."
Qinzhou looked stunned.
Song Nanxi didn't even bother to explain. He sterilized the needles and put them away one by one. He stood up and said to Mr. Zhong, "Goodbye, old man."
Mr. Zhong chased after him, "Miss Song, how about we exchange contact information?"
Everyone in the living room heard the noise and quickly stood up.
But then a tall and thin figure strode out of the door without looking around, taking the taciturn young man with him.
Just left like that.
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