Chapter 42 Do you know what "golden needle acupuncture" means?
Jiang Ran, following behind: "..."
Damn, is he even his biological son?
Jiang Huaping then realized that the little girl was absolutely stunning, and couldn't help but pinch her fair and rosy cheeks: "Oh, Auntie was too excited, did I scare you?"
Ying Zijing shook her head slightly and politely greeted him.
Xiu Yu put away the replica spiked club, quite surprised: "Sister Huaping, why did you come in person?"
"You're back just in time." Jiang Huaping was overjoyed. "Xiaoyu is such a good girl."
Jiang Ran: "..."
Now I finally understand why his mother always made him call her "sister"—it turns out he was spoiled.
Jiang Ran's expression grew even uglier, radiating an aura of "I'm not happy."
The head of moral education looked completely bewildered.
Zhong Manhua froze on the spot, her face flushed with embarrassment, and her lips trembled.
She felt an unprecedented sense of embarrassment, as if all the blood in her body had flowed backwards, and she felt like she had thorns in her back.
The Jiang family... they're not here to hold us accountable?
Also, express gratitude?
Jiang Huaping then turned her head: "Madam Ying, is that right? What do you want to talk to me about?"
Zhong Manhua naturally knew Jiang Huaping.
Jiang Huaping was of the same generation as her, and was Jiang Moyuan's second older sister, but she went to the capital when she was five years old.
After getting married, she left all the socialites in Shanghai far behind.
Zhong Manhua has never been able to tolerate others embarrassing her or humiliating her.
But this person is Jiang Huaping, and she doesn't even have the right to be angry.
"It's nothing," Zhong Manhua took a deep breath and forced a smile. "I just heard that my child got into a fight at school, so I apologize for making you come all this way."
"Wow, ma'am, your face changes so fast!" Xiu Yu exclaimed in surprise. "Didn't you just force Father Ying to apologize to the Jiang family and even hit someone? Now it's nothing?"
Zhong Manhua's face flushed red, but her eyes were sharp: "What right do children have to interrupt when adults are talking?!"
Jiang Huaping stopped laughing, and her expression turned cold: "Madam Ying, don't you know that my son was beaten today because he stopped the little girl from entering the classroom?"
"This whole thing was my son's fault. He was the one who suggested the fight. Why should you make your daughter apologize?"
It was clearly a question, but it sounded like sarcasm.
Zhong Manhua's expression froze, her momentum immediately weakened, and she felt ashamed: "Zijin, why didn't you tell your mother sooner?"
Ying Zijing raised her eyes, her expression indifferent: "Nonsense."
After thanking Jiang Huaping, she pushed open the door and left.
"What Father Ying means is that saying another word to you is just a waste of breath," Xiu Yu sneered. "Sister Huaping, let's go."
Jiang Huaping waved with a smile, then said calmly, "Madam Ying, although you may not love a child who isn't your own, you don't have to treat them like an enemy, do you think?"
Zhong Manhua's face stung: "Yes, yes..."
Jiang Ran finally understood. He sneered, "Who needs to apologize? Are you crazy? Mind your own business."
He's a grown man, he's not someone who can't accept defeat.
Feeling even more embarrassed by the junior's sarcasm, Zhong Manhua hurriedly left, her face flushed.
Jiang Ran was very annoyed: "Mom, you still haven't told me why you came back."
“The Meng family has developed a new drug, and Mom brought you a sample.” Jiang Huaping patted his shoulder. “The capital is too chaotic right now; you should stay in Shanghai.”
Jiang Ran responded absentmindedly, lost in thought.
It seems this transfer student is having a tough time. Tsk, well, considering she managed to beat him once, he'll treat her better in the future.
**
Six o'clock, outside the school gate.
Nie Chao was dozing off in the back seat.
He was startled awake when the car door opened, and saw the girl sitting in the passenger seat: "My little sister is here."
Ying Zijing turned around and raised an eyebrow: "Is your injury healed?"
"Wow, you're amazing!" Nie Chao exclaimed excitedly. "Can you really tell fortunes? Can you tell me when I'll find true love?"
"Nie Chao".
A man's languid voice came from ahead, casual yet carrying a hint of warning.
"Seventh Young Master, I was just asking." Nie Chao scratched his head. "I'm just curious."
"Oh, no." Ying Zijing leaned against the window, propping her head up with her hand, her expression unfocused. "Just kidding, just trying to scare you."
Nie Chao: "..."
Yes, it's probably just a coincidence.
But why isn't his sister as gentle with him?
Fu Yunshen gave Ying Zijin a bag of chocolate beans before starting the car.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of Shaoren Hospital.
"Don't wait for me." Ying Zijing got out of the car, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and said, "You go about your business, I'll get back by myself."
"Mm." Fu Yunshen didn't say much. He raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "Be careful. Call your brother if anything happens."
Ying Zijing didn't mind. She tidied her hair, nodded, and turned to walk towards the hospital entrance.
The Shaoren Hospital that Mu Heqing gave her is a pure traditional Chinese medicine hospital with a history of twenty years and a reputation no less than that of the First Hospital.
However, due to the rise of Western medicine in recent years, fewer and fewer people are coming to see traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.
Ying Zijing glanced at the various consultation rooms in the hospital and did some quick calculations.
Having made up her mind, she went straight to the office of the head of internal medicine and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
His voice carried the authority of someone who had long held a high position.
The door opened, and the head of internal medicine looked up, immediately frowning.
He received a notification that an expert would be arriving by air at this time.
He already hated the practice of getting things done through connections, but he never expected it to be just a young girl?
He probably can't even distinguish between angelica and angelica pubescens, yet he dares to call himself an expert and collect idle money.
The head of internal medicine scoffed, not even bothering to put on a polite expression.
He took out a file folder and threw it on the table: "Here, take it."
Ying Zijin opened the book, flipped through it casually, read ten lines at a glance, quickly finished memorizing it, and then threw it back.
Seeing this, the head of internal medicine became even more disgusted. He was about to say, "If you have nothing else to say, then hurry up and leave," when the closed door was suddenly kicked open.
A nurse rushed in, panting, and said anxiously, "Doctor, the patient in bed 17 is in deep shock!"
The head of internal medicine's expression changed drastically: "I'll be right there."
He disregarded Mu Cheng's instructions and left the girl in a hurry.
Ying Zijing's eyes flickered slightly, and she walked over unhurriedly.
Inside the ward at the front.
The patient's acupoints were covered with needles, but he could barely breathe.
The doctors were all at a loss: "What should we do, Doctor?"
"Notify the family first." The head of internal medicine gradually calmed down. "It's already a miracle that they could hold on until now. It would have been expected if they couldn't be saved."
However, as if to slap him in the face, three words rang out in the ward.
"It can be saved."
The doctors turned around and were all taken aback.
The head of internal medicine was already anxious, and when he saw someone else making things worse, his anger flared up: "Save them? Fine, then tell me how you're going to save them?"
Ying Zijing glanced at it only once and said indifferently, "Golden needle acupuncture."
"Acupuncture point application?" Upon hearing this, the head of internal medicine laughed in exasperation. "What do you know about acupuncture point application?"
This is an acupuncture technique recorded in ancient books, more than two hundred years ago. It has become a legend, and no one knows it anymore.
(End of this chapter)
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