Chapter 236 Qihuang Acupuncture
Kong Wange didn't really think she had any great abilities, but seeing her uncle like this, she couldn't just ignore him.
"I know, Uncle. I'm just taking a look, just in case. Anyway, you've already let so many people see it, so what's one more time?"
Besides, the Wen family members aren't necessarily genuinely trying to impress you now.
Kong Wange didn't dare say those words, but her attitude left no room for refusal.
“That’s right, just let Wan Ge take a look at it for you. It won’t hurt to take another look,” Li Jinxiu said from the side.
Wen Yue also came in and joined in the persuasion: "Yes, Dad, just let Sister Wange take a look at you. She is Aunt Zhiyi's daughter, your own niece. Don't you always talk about how amazing Aunt's medical skills are? Then you should trust Sister Wange."
With the whole family saying so, Wen Zhihan finally relented and said, "Okay, let's take a look."
Hearing him nod, Kong Wange smiled and said to Li Jinxiu, "Aunt, could you please help Uncle turn over?"
After a thorough inspection, it was already completely dark.
The chirping of crickets outside made it feel like I was back at Peony Residence.
During the time when Murong Ting was injured, Kong Wange would occasionally go down to the village at the foot of the mountain to treat people, and before she knew it, it would get dark.
Back then, every time she came back, Murong Ting would be blindfolded and obediently sit at the door waiting for her.
She was initially a little afraid of the dark, but during that time, the thought of her family waiting for her made that stretch of mountain road seem less dark.
"Wange, how is your uncle?" Li Jinxiu's voice brought Kong Wange back to her senses.
Why would I think of Murong Ting at this time?
Kong Wange bit her lip, suppressing the thoughts that shouldn't have appeared in her mind. She looked at the family of three by the bedside, took a deep breath, and said, "After all, my uncle has been bedridden for too long, and I'm not entirely confident, but I can try to treat him."
Li Jinxiu was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise, "Wange, are you serious?"
On the bed, Wen Zhihan was somewhat dazed.
Over the years, after countless diagnoses, the most common thing doctors have said to him is "we are powerless to help."
Hearing this glimmer of hope so suddenly, I felt as if I had misheard.
Beside her, Wen Yue took Kong Wange's hand: "Sister Wange, is there really still hope for my dad's leg?"
Kong Wange patted her hand and looked at Li Jinxiu with a smile, saying, "Actually, we owe this hope to my aunt."
"What do you mean?" Li Jinxiu didn't understand.
"Although my uncle has been paralyzed for many years, you, Aunt, have never given up on him all these years. You have taken meticulous care of him, giving him traditional Chinese medicine to promote blood circulation and relieve menstrual pain, and massaging his muscles. Thanks to the nourishment of these medicines, the nerves in his legs have not completely died."
She looked at Wen Zhihan and said, "So, Uncle, you should thank Aunt properly."
"Wange...you, are you telling the truth?" Wen Zhihan asked, stunned.
"Of course, you're my own uncle, would I lie to you?"
As she spoke, Kong Wange walked to the table and wrote down a prescription: "This prescription is similar to what you are drinking every day now, Uncle, except that I have replaced two main ingredients and tripled the dosage of the other ingredients. You should decoct and take it once a day before breakfast every morning for more than a month."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and looked at Wen Zhihan: "Uncle, after you drink this medicine, you will feel your whole body swell and heat up, and your legs will also feel a certain stinging sensation. You will have to endure it on your own."
Wen Zhihan said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of pain. On the contrary, I wish I could feel more pain."
In any case, it's better than being completely unaware.
Kong Wange understood what he meant and nodded: "Okay, now I will give you acupuncture."
"Do we need acupuncture again?"
As Kong Wange opened the medical kit, she said, "Yes, this medicine is only an aid; acupuncture is the main treatment."
Li Jinxiu chimed in, "Wange, your uncle's previous doctor also tried acupuncture, but it didn't work."
“Aunt, those are routine treatments. I gave my uncle acupuncture to draw blood.”
"Bloodletting?" Wen Zhihan was stunned.
"Yes, this process is quite complicated, so we need Yueyue and her aunt's help."
Kong Wange looked at Wen Yue and Li Jinxiu.
The two nodded quickly: "Just tell us how you need help, Wan Ge."
Kong Wange gave some instructions, and after everything was ready, she took out the silver needles she always carried with her.
Just before the needle was inserted, Kong Wange felt a sudden chill on her back.
She paused, instinctively looking out the window, and vaguely saw a figure flash by, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing there.
She pondered for a moment, gently twisted the needle, and turned to Li Jinxiu, saying, "Aunt, please help me close the window."
"Okay, okay." Li Jinxiu quickly went to close the window.
Kong Wange felt a little relieved when she saw that the window was closed.
She should be extremely careful in everything she does now at the Wen family's residence.
She closed her eyes, cleared her mind, focused her breath, and began to insert the needles.
Unlike the fast, accurate, and steady acupuncture techniques of ordinary doctors, Kong Wange's acupuncture techniques are much slower, and her needle placement methods are even more unusual.
She first pricked the lower body, but not deeply. Each needle was inserted at an angle into the acupoint. It took her more than half an hour to prick one leg from head to tail.
The order in which the acupoints were punctured was also unheard of.
Although Wen Zhihan wasn't very dedicated to studying medicine, he was still a practitioner of pulse diagnosis and had grown up in the medical environment of the Wen family. Gradually, he began to see the signs.
He was stunned and said, "Qihuang acupuncture? Wange, you actually learned our most powerful acupuncture technique! No, your acupuncture skills are even slightly better than Qihuang acupuncture."
Kong Wange looked up and smiled: "Uncle has good taste. The acupuncture technique I'm using now is the Qihuang acupuncture method, but it's been modified by my mother. It has miraculous effects on some chronic diseases."
Wen Zhihan sighed, "I never expected that you would learn our family's signature acupuncture technique at such a young age. For the past hundred years, apart from your mother, no one else has known this technique, and it has almost been lost. Alas, heroes are indeed born young."
After tracing the acupoints on both legs, Kong Wange wiped the sweat from her brow and then picked up the silver needles again, returning to the first acupoint.
Taking a moment to reply, "I was able to learn this acupuncture technique not only because I inherited my mother's talent in medicine, but also thanks to my master's guidance. It was all just luck."
"Hey, you don't need to be modest. It's not necessarily a bad thing for young people to be a little arrogant."
Kong Wange smiled and didn't reply, instead focusing on administering the needles.
She has used this acupuncture technique three times so far, and this is the third time.
Although there is still hope for my uncle's leg, the outlook is not so optimistic.
Decades of bed rest have caused irreversible damage to the muscles, bones, and meridians, requiring drastic measures for any hope of recovery.
Slowly exhaling, Kong Wange's gaze turned serious, all her attention focused on several important acupoints.
The next second, she suddenly inserted the needle, and then pulled it out abruptly.
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