Mu Xiaowan nodded without hesitation.
believe.
She believed in Song Mingyi as if she believed in herself.
"That's good." Song Mingyi said, pulling Mu Xiaowan's leg over, crushing the plaster on Mu Xiaowan's leg with her fingers, and then took out the silver needle she carried with her.
The nurse happened to walk in at this time and stopped immediately when she saw Song Mingyi's behavior: "What are you doing, family member? The patient's leg is still badly injured. The plaster cannot be removed and the plaster cannot be removed or moved!"
While she was speaking, Song Mingyi's hand had already touched Mu Xiaowan's ankle.
Mu Xiaowan frowned in pain.
Song Mingyi said: "Your ankle bones are still a little misaligned. I have to correct them for you, otherwise even if they are cured, you will still have problems in the future."
Nurse: "What nonsense are you talking about? A film has been taken of Miss Mu's foot, and her bones are not out of place. Don't touch it, or something will happen."
As soon as the nurse finished speaking, Song Mingyi exerted force.
"ah!"
Mu Xiaowan cried out in pain.
"Hey! What's wrong with you?" The nurse rushed over and immediately pulled Song Mingyi away: "How could you hurt the patient like this!"
"Don't move!" Song Mingyi scolded.
Her voice was not loud, but the pressure on her body was so heavy that the nurse was stunned for a moment.
Song Mingyi kept moving her hands and pinched Mu Xiaowan's ankle with her fingers very quickly.
Mu Xiaowan was so painful that she burst into tears.
At this time, the nurse also reacted and said loudly: "Stop! If you hurt the patient again, don't blame me for calling someone!"
Song Mingyi ignored the nurse and said to Mu Xiaowan, "Move your feet."
Mu Xiaowan tried to twist her feet and said in surprise: "Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore. It's not right, it's different from the previous pain. What's going on?"
Song Mingyi said: "The pain you had before was because there was a slight misalignment of the bones at the back of your foot."
This degree of misalignment cannot be detected by ordinary instruments.
But being unable to detect it does not mean that it does not exist. After the bones have grown up, the dislocated areas will not have a chance to recover, leaving lesions. From then on, it will hurt when it is cloudy or rainy, or when walking quickly.
"It hurts now because your skin is still swollen. It will be much better after the inflammation subsides."
is that a lie.
The nurse opened her mouth and wanted to say that if there was anything that the instruments could not detect, she could pinch it out with just a few pinches of her hands and even restore it. It was really like filming a TV show.
But when she saw Mu Xiaowan twisting and turning with no pain on her face, she could only suppress the questions in her heart.
"What should I do next? Just wait for the swelling to subside."
"It's not impossible, it's just too slow. Don't you have to turn it on next week?" Song Mingyi said: "I will give you acupuncture first, and then I will help you prepare herbal medicine."
As Song Mingyi spoke, she took out the silver needles she carried with her. The silver needles with a cold glow quickly pierced Mu Xiaowan's swollen ankles. She brushed her fingers, and the row of silver needles emitted a magical sound. Buzz.
Mu Xiaowan screamed in surprise: "Xiao Yi, my ankle is so hot."
"Well, it will be hot."
"What's the name of this set of acupuncture of yours?"
"Burn the mountain fire."
"A good name, it sounds very powerful. But the name is not as domineering as the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate."
Song Mingyi smiled: "As small and strong as you are now, you can't even use the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate."
Song Mingyi said and pulled out the silver needle.
Mu Xiaowan exclaimed: "The swelling and pain have also eased. Song Xiaoyi, you are amazing."
"It's okay, sprinkle it with water." Song Mingyi took out a pen and paper and wrote a medicine list and handed it to the nurse on the side: "Can you please help me get these medicines."
"Oh, oh, okay, okay." The nurse responded and suddenly said: "I need to show this medicine list to the doctor, otherwise I won't be able to help you get the medicine. Can you please read it?"
"of course."
When the nurse saw that Song Mingyi agreed, she quickly went to find the doctor.
Not long after, the nurse came back.
This time she came back not only with medicine, but also with several elderly doctors.
The name badges of these doctors read "Chief Doctor of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine".
When the chief doctor arrived, he was very straightforward: "Did you write this prescription?"
"Um."
"Why do you use medicine like this? Eight of the ten medicinal materials here are poisonous." The chief doctor's tone was serious.
The nurse was shocked after hearing this, and she was thankful that she was cautious. If something happened, she would be the most unlucky person.
Song Mingyi's tone did not change at all, and she said: "There have never been poisonous medicinal materials in this world, it is just a name given to it by quack doctors who don't know how to use it. Arsenic is still a life-saving medicine when used well, and ginseng can still kill people if used incorrectly. . Director Tang, as an old Chinese medicine practitioner with a family background, I definitely don’t need to tell you this."
"Yes. I understand this principle, but it's a pity that I'm at a loss when it comes to using it." Director Tang sighed.
In fact, he didn't understand what Song Mingyi said, but the vast majority of people couldn't accept it, and even more Chinese medicine doctors couldn't do it.
Director Tang looked at Song Mingyi's calm and calm face: "Miss, do you know Mr. Ji Qihuang?"
Something flashed across Song Mingyi's eyes quickly, and she said lightly: "I don't know him."
"It's a pity. I met Mr. Ji Qihuang more than ten years ago. I was lucky enough to be taught by him for half a month. Your bold and unconventional way of using medicine is somewhat similar to Mr. Ji. If you have the chance to meet him, If you see him, he will definitely be very happy that there is another person like you in Chinese medicine."
"Director Tang is so complimentary."
Director Tang shook his head: "Can I see how you give the patient medicine?"
"Of course." Song Mingyi did not refuse.
She first opened the medicine package and sorted the Chinese medicines again.
The purpose of this is mainly to confirm the weight.
As the saying goes, a difference can only come from a thousand miles, and this is especially true for traditional Chinese medicine.
After that, she crushed all the medicines and mixed them with the ointment. The whole process of processing the medicines was done by Song Mingyi in a leisurely and smooth manner.
After the medicine was prepared, Song Mingyi applied it on Mu Xiaowan's ankle.
Song Mingyi: "In order to reduce the swelling quickly, it will hurt a little after applying the medicine. Please bear with it."
Mu Xiaowan nodded.
Director Tang sighed again when he saw this: "What a pity."
But Song Mingyi was too young and appeared too late. Otherwise, Ji Qihuang would definitely be jealous of her talent when he saw her.
"It's no pity. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to fate, and so does fate between people."
Director Tang laughed: "That's good."
At this time, Director Tang's cell phone rang. There were too many patients in the department and he was asked to go back quickly.
The nurse also went to work, and the ward became quiet.
Song Mingyi just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Mu Xiaowan cry.
Song Mingyi was shocked: "Is it too painful? I'll take off the medicine first and replace it with something milder."
Song Mingyi immediately went to take off the gauze, but Mu Xiaowan hugged her hard.
