Qiu Mengyun asked in surprise: "Are you sure? How did you know?"
Xia Tian smiled and said, "Are you sure? Because when you saw someone faint, they would deliberately use their hands to hold on to the sofa to avoid being bumped into?"
Qiu Mengyun complained gloomily, "This is really too much. We were all worried to death, but Grandpa was just pretending. Just wait and see how I expose him."
Xia Tian reached out to stop her: "Don't! Your grandfather was so embarrassed by you that he chose to pretend to be unconscious. If you rush over and expose him now, wouldn't he be even more embarrassed?"
"Besides, given the current situation, even if you tell him he's pretending, he'll be too embarrassed to get up!"
Qiu Mengyun curled her lips and said, "What should we do? Are we just going to watch him lie here? Or should we really send him to the hospital?"
Xia Tian smiled and said, "Don't worry about it, just watch my performance. I have a way."
The two of them were whispering to each other to discuss countermeasures, but this made Qiu Liming over there very anxious.
"Mengyun, what are you and Xiaoxia whispering about over there? Your grandfather is already like this, why don't you ask him to come over and take a look?"
"I'm telling you, Xiaoxia, you can't just stand by and watch Mengyun die just because the old man forced her to marry Ye Wudao! This is Mengyun's biological grandfather. If you do this, Mengyun will never forgive you."
Xia Tian smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Qiu, Mr. Qiu is fine. I'll come and help him right away."
Qiu Mengyun also retorted dissatisfiedly: "Dad, what are you talking about? How could Xia Tian be that kind of person? He was discussing with me the plan to save Grandpa and see which plan would be faster and more convenient."
After hearing Qiu Mengyun's explanation, Qiu Liming realized that he had misunderstood Xia Tian.
With an awkward smile, he said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Xia, it was my uncle who misunderstood you. But you should still come and have a look. The old man is old after all, so don't let a small problem become a big problem later."
Xia Tian nodded, walked up to Old Man Qiu, and took his pulse seriously.
"It's nothing, he just fainted from anger. I just need to give him a simple acupuncture and he'll be awake soon."
Qiu Liming said in embarrassment: "But no one in our family studied medicine, let alone silver needles. Otherwise, we should pay the electricity bill and send the old man to the hospital!"
Xia Tian shook his head. "No need to go to such trouble. Just a simple acupuncture stimulation will be enough. You don't have to use silver needles. Do you have a sewing needle at home? If so, bring it over. That can also be used as a substitute."
Qiu Liming looked at his wife in bewilderment: "Wife, do we have this kind of needle at home? If so, go get it quickly and don't delay Xiao Xia from treating the old man."
Mother Qiu spread her hands helplessly: "How can we have these at home? You know I never do needlework."
"Oh! It seems we should go to the hospital..."
Before Qiu Liming could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qiu Mengyun.
"Dad, there's no need to go to the hospital. I have a needle in my bag."
Qiu Liming frowned and said, "Mengyun, please stop causing trouble. Don't I know what you are like? You must not have a needle."
Qiu Mengyun didn't say much, but ran quickly to her room.
Not long after, Qiu Mengyun came down from the stairs.
At the same time, she had an acne needle as thick as a straw in her hand.
Qiu Mengyun shook the thick and long acne needle in her hand and said with a smile: "What do you think, Dad? I told you I have a needle!"
Qiu's mother immediately recognized what her daughter was holding.
She asked in surprise, "Mengyun, are you sure? This is an acne needle. It's so thick, are you sure it can be used as a silver needle?"
Qiu Liming also asked with a worried look on his face, "This needle shouldn't work, right? How can such a thick needle penetrate? If it goes in, it will definitely poke a bloody hole in your body, right?"
Qiu Mengyun and Xia Tian noticed that when Qiu Liming said that a needle was inserted and a bloody hole was made.
Old Master Qiu, who was supposed to be in a coma, trembled involuntarily, as if he was frightened.
Xia Tian took the acne needle handed to him by Qiu Mengyun and nodded with satisfaction: "It's okay, this needle is good."
"Mengyun, go get some more alcohol, or bring over a bottle of strong liquor."
Qiu Liming asked in confusion: "What is this for? The old man doesn't have any external injuries on his body!"
Xia Tian explained, "This is to disinfect the needle. We'll spray it with alcohol and then light it with fire. This will keep it free of bacteria."
"In summer, there seems to be no alcohol at home, so let's use baijiu!" Soon Qiu Mengyun ran over with an unopened bottle of baijiu.
Xia Tian poured some strong liquor into the ceramic tea bowl in front of him, then took out a lighter and lit the liquor.
Then he pinched the acne needle with tweezers and began to slowly roast it over the fire.
After a few minutes, I saw that Xia Tian was still heating up the acne needle and had no intention of starting the acupuncture.
Qiu Liming couldn't help but urge, "Xiao Xia, when are you going to start the treatment? The needle in your hand has been burning for a long time. If it keeps burning any longer, it will probably turn red."
Xia Tian smiled and said, "That's right, we have to wait until the needle turns red before we start the treatment."
"This... is your treatment method reliable? If the needle is red hot, wouldn't it burn the skin and flesh directly when it is inserted?" Qiu Liming asked suspiciously.
Xia Tian: "Don't worry, Uncle Qiu, there will be something to cushion the acupuncture. It will just be a simple stimulation of the acupuncture points. The situation you are worried about will not happen."
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