Everyone was looking at Chu Qianchen, including Doctor Liu. Doctor Liu immediately noticed the needle bag in Chu Qianchen's hand and guessed that she was the girl who had just come to the clinic to buy silver needles.
How is it possible for a doctor to not even have his own silver needles!
Just as the waiter said just now, this girl probably read some medical books and thought she was proficient in medicine, but she didn't know that medicine is profound and mysterious. It is useless to just read some books. She also needs continuous practice and grow step by step from thousands or even tens of thousands of cases.
This girl looked to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. How many years could a girl of thirteen or fourteen have learned medical skills? Even though he had studied medicine for more than twenty years, he could only say that he had just started his apprenticeship.
Doctor Liu didn't want to cause trouble for the girl, so he kindly advised: "Girl, Wang Aniu has shown signs of losing his yang and yin, and is on his deathbed..."
Chu Qianchen didn't say much to him. He walked directly to Wang Aniu's side, took out a few silver needles from the needle bag, and skillfully inserted a needle into several of his major acupuncture points. His technique was steady and accurate.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen silver needles appeared on Wang Aniu's body.
Doctor Liu was so stunned that he forgot to say anything else.
While laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the details. He could tell at a glance that the little girl's needlework skills were extraordinary, probably comparable to his grandfather's, no, even better than his grandfather's.
Everyone's eyes fell on Wang Aniu, and the surroundings fell silent again.
The woman in green clothes said uncertainly, "Mother, second brother, third brother, am I seeing things? I see that Ah Niu's complexion seems to be better."
Wang Laoer and Wang Laosan rubbed their eyes and looked at Wang Aniu carefully.
Doctor Liu knew that Wang Aniu's wife was right. Just now, Wang Aniu's face was ashen, and his lips and tongue were purple, but now his originally lifeless face had become a little rosy and there was a hint of life.
Doctor Liu squatted down again, pressed Wang Aniu's pulse, and his expression became more complicated.
Then, he stood up again, looked at Chu Qianchen with burning eyes, and bowed solemnly, "Miss, you just said that Wang Aniu can still be saved. May I ask how to save him?"
Doctor Liu now has no way out. Now that his grandfather is gone, he has to support Jishiditang. He can only try to ask this little girl for help. He has to give it his all!
"If the young lady can save him, I will reward you handsomely." Doctor Liu said again.
There was an uproar all around.
At least from what Doctor Liu said, the people could tell that the few injections the girl had just given really temporarily alleviated Wang Aniu's condition.
Chu Qianchen didn't keep the secret and said, "I'll write him a prescription."
Even if Doctor Liu didn't say it, Chu Qianchen would have saved Wang Aniu.
Not only because she is a kind-hearted doctor, but also because she needs an opportunity now, an opportunity to make a name for herself.
Upon hearing this, the waiter hurried to prepare the pen and ink. Chu Qianchen directly recited the prescription: "Dried ginger, roasted licorice, raw cornus fruit 20 coins each, raw pinellia 10 coins, raw dragon oyster powder, musk..."
Doctor Liu recited silently while savoring the idea behind this prescription. This prescription should be a variation of Shanghan Sini Decoction, but can this prescription really save Wang Aniu?
He frowned slightly, and then listened to Chu Qianchen say the last medicine: "Aconite fifty coins."
"Fifty cents for Aconite?!" The waiter forgot to continue writing the prescription and blurted out in shock.
Doctor Liu also frowned in confusion and reminded her, "Miss, fifty cents of aconite is too much..."
Aconite is very poisonous. Normally, when aconite is used as medicine, the dosage should not be too much. The purpose of adding roasted licorice to the Cold Sini Decoction is also to neutralize the toxicity of aconite. But fifty cents of aconite is too strong! Wang Aniu is already dying, and I am afraid he can't stand the strong medicine.
Chu Qianchen knew that aconite was highly poisonous, so he calmly asked, "What do you think of his condition?"
Doctor Liu said carefully, "He is dying of heart failure. The yin and yang, qi and blood of the three burners, internal organs and six bowels are too much. He is trapped by the heavy yin. His life and death hangs by a thread."
Chu Qianchen nodded slightly and gave a few simple pointers: "Aconite is a pure yang product, a cardiotonic. Its very pungent and hot nature can break the yin and restore the yang."
Rays of sunlight filtered through the window into the lobby of the clinic, casting a faint halo around Chu Qianchen, and her phoenix eyes sparkled behind her veil.
Doctor Liu's eyes widened slightly as if he was thinking about something. He clapped his hands excitedly and said, "Great! It's really great!"
"Aconite is very pungent and hot, and only with the force of thunder and lightning can it break through the gates and restore the yin to the yang!"
Doctor Liu became more and more excited as he spoke, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and he hurriedly ordered, "Quick, go and get the medicine according to the young lady's prescription."
The waiter was still a little confused, almost doubting whether Dr. Liu was crazy. But at this time, Dr. Liu was not here, so the waiter could only listen to Dr. Liu and try his best.
The waiter went to get some medicine and boil it. The other people in the clinic didn't just sit there and wait. The dying Wang Aniu was temporarily moved to the couch.
Some of the people watching outside couldn't wait any longer and left, but most of them were reluctant to leave. They were all waiting to see if this dying man could survive, and they were talking about it a lot.
"I don't think it's possible!" an old woman in gray said confidently, "This Wang Aniu is only breathing his last breath. I don't think he can be saved."
"Yes, yes." Another old man echoed, "I saw that his mouth, tongue and fingers were all blue and purple. Old Xu next door to me looked like this before he died. He may survive today, but he won't survive tomorrow..."
"Besides, a little girl can hold an embroidery needle, but she can't treat any illness! These famous doctors are all experienced old doctors."
“…”
Amidst the doubts, Amber felt uneasy, while Chu Qianchen had already sat down beside her.
I don't know how long it had been before the waiter came hurriedly from the back hall, "The medicine is ready!" He was holding a large bowl with a white background and basket-shaped patterns, with white steam rising from it. The smell of medicine in the room became stronger.
The woman in green took the medicine impatiently, asked her brother-in-law to slightly lift up her man's upper body, and fed the medicine into his body.
Old Madam Wang paced back and forth anxiously, muttering non-stop, saying that her daughter-in-law was crazy, that Jishitang was just a name, and that the girl could not be trusted...
Suddenly, the woman in green shouted excitedly: "The child's father! The child's father..."
When Old Lady Wang heard this, she rushed over anxiously and saw that her eldest son's complexion had turned from gray to pale yellow, and his eyeballs were moving slightly under his eyelids. He looked much better.
Old Mrs. Wang was overjoyed and immediately followed suit, calling out, "Aniu, Aniu."
Wang Aniu slowly opened his eyes, his pupils were cloudy, but he only opened them for a moment and then closed his eyes again.
*This prescription is taken from teacher Li Ke’s “Poge Jiuxin Decoction”. In traditional Chinese medicine, one liang is equal to 30 grams, and one qian is equal to 3 grams.
(End of this chapter)