Can Sheng Qian really save the old man?
The person on the bed was barely breathing; if Sheng Qian hadn't possessed the ability to bring the dead back to life, she wouldn't have been able to save them at all.
and.
Sheng Qian made a boastful promise in front of Xiang Ji'an.
If they can't save him, they'll only anger Xiang Ji'an.
They won't be able to bring themselves to ask then.
Ju Baifeng then thought, if I really can't get it, then so be it.
We will look for other business opportunities.
With that thought in mind, Ju Baifeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Minister Xiang, could you please take my pulse?" Sheng Qian suddenly spoke up when the family was in a tense atmosphere.
Xiang Yue looked up at him.
Upon seeing Sheng Qian, he was also amazed by her beauty.
But right now, he has no mood to appreciate such beauty.
"Dad, what's this?"
“This…” Zhou Qingqing started to introduce, but then paused.
"My name is Sheng Qian, and I came here specifically to check on your health."
Xiang Yue was stunned when he heard this.
He looked at his father, puzzled.
Xiang Ji'an frowned, then looked at his ailing father on the bed, and finally nodded.
Sheng Qian stepped forward to take her pulse.
A moment later, Sheng Qian raised her hand and pressed several acupoints on Xiang Lao's body.
What are you doing!
Xiang Yue quickly grabbed Sheng Qian's hand.
But Sheng Qian gently brushed it away.
The force seemed light, but when it landed in Xiang Yue's hand, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
With a single push, he was shaken off.
After Sheng Qian finished pressing the acupoints, the person on the bed who was suffering from pain gradually felt better.
Xiang Ji'an and the others' eyes widened instantly.
"Dad! How are you?" Xiang Ji'an asked his father in shock.
Xiang Lao's eyes regained some clarity, and the pain in his body was relieved.
"grandfather."
Xiang Yue and Xiang Yao then came over.
Old Xiang looked at them and said, "It doesn't hurt much anymore."
Compared to the pain he experienced before, the pain he feels now is within his tolerance level.
Sheng Qian then asked, "Haven't you consulted a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner all this time?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine is fundamentally..." Xiang Ji'an didn't like traditional Chinese medicine, and it was precisely because of traditional Chinese medicine that his father's condition suddenly worsened.
It was around that time that he began to hate traditional Chinese medicine.
Six months.
He tortured his elderly father until he was neither human nor ghost.
How could he possibly believe in Traditional Chinese Medicine?
Sheng Qian said, "Given Mr. Xiang's condition, we still need to treat him with traditional Chinese medicine methods; otherwise, there is only one path ahead for him."
Xiang's family trembled.
“You don’t know this, but the old man’s current state is due to traditional Chinese medicine. So…” Zhou Qingqing looked at her husband but didn’t finish her sentence.
Sheng Qianming nodded in understanding.
Xiang Ji'an never said he hated traditional Chinese medicine.
"At first, my grandfather only had some minor ailments. Later, my father found a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to give him acupuncture and he also took a lot of Chinese medicine, which resulted in this condition." Xiang Yue explained as she saw that Sheng Qian was able to alleviate her grandfather's pain.
Sheng Qian learned some of the details and understood Xiang Ji'an's self-blame and pain.
It was because of him that his elderly father died.
"Old Xiang's condition looks very bad, but I can treat him. Just one more acupuncture treatment and three doses of traditional Chinese medicine will be enough to relieve his pain."
Upon hearing these two methods, Xiang Ji'an's face instantly turned ashen.
His elderly father became like this because he took Chinese medicine and received acupuncture.
Now that Sheng Qian is repeating these two methods, won't it worsen her father's condition?
"Dad, should we give it a try?" Xiang Yao felt that Sheng Qian was trustworthy.
"Let me think about it," Xiang Ji'an said, no longer daring to take any more risks.
Sheng Qian nodded in understanding, then took out a bottle of medicine and gave it to Xiang Ji'an: "This is medicine that I developed myself. You can take it to the pharmacy for testing."
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As soon as they left the hospital, Ju Baifeng couldn't wait to ask, "Can you really cure Elder Xiang's illness?"
"able."
Sheng Qian answered with great confidence.
Ju Baifeng, however, lost his confidence.
Where are we going now?
"I need to find a place to buy a set of silver needles."
"You want to practice medicine?" Ju Baifeng was stunned.
Sheng Qian said, "I don't practice medicine, but it's necessary to prepare something like this."
Ju Baifeng looked at Sheng Qian and said, "Sheng Qian, who did you learn your medical skills from? Since you have such skills, why don't you become a doctor?"
Instead, they came to become self-employed individuals.
Sheng Qian's expression flickered as she said, "Because I need to save myself."
Because you have to rely on yourself for everything.
She worked hard to learn various skills, entirely because she needed them herself.
I wouldn't say I like it.
She prefers a carefree life!
I hope to spend every day happily with my family.
But fate had other plans; her family was destroyed.
Ju Baifeng seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to.
Sheng Qian found a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, but after asking around at several places, she still couldn't find any good silver needles.
at this time.
In Jizhen Town, the town where the coal mine is located, Luo Minjuan is diligently digging a filled-in mud pit on the slope of the main road leading to the county seat.
Still no.
Luo Minjuan recalled that scene from back then.
They put away the shovel.
Am I being too sensitive?
Luo Minjuan has been digging for three days, but still hasn't found a single trace.
Because so much time had passed, all clues had been blocked, so how could Luo Minjuan possibly be found?
This place hasn't changed in over a decade.
But I still can't find it.
Luo Minjuan was relieved.
He plopped down next to the tree opposite him, and as soon as he sat down, he reached out and tugged at his already rotten, thick straw mat.
This tug revealed a torn belt.
It has already become corrupt.
She made a sound of surprise, and then touched it again.
Another piece of clothing, shredded into pieces, was torn out.
Whether now or in the past, children have been constantly being thrown out.
Luo Minjuan thought it was a child who had been abandoned here in recent years, and turned around in fright. When she saw the broken bones under the rotting grass, she jumped up.
She just sat on a dead child.
Pooh!
unlucky!
Luo Minjuan picked up the shovel and was about to leave.
She suddenly turned back and squatted down in front of the dead child. She saw a familiar knotted rope and clearly remembered that it was the way she tied the knot!
Luo Minjuan's mind went blank for a moment.
He fell flat on his backside.
Could it be that Sheng Qianzhen is not her child?
Whose child is Sheng Qian?
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