The size of this glass cup was almost smaller than Su Qingluan's own fist, just enough for the acupuncture needle to be inserted diagonally into it and completely submerged in the water.
Moreover, in addition to the part where the needle is applied, acupuncture needles also have a part of the "handle". Even if this part is not fully disinfected due to evaporation of water vapor and first contact with the air, it does not matter. It can barely make these acupuncture needles The front end can be fully sterilized by high-temperature boiling.
What's more, water vapor has a better disinfecting effect than boiling, after all, it has exceeded 100 degrees Celsius.
Mu Xingzhi watched Su Qingluan heat the water in the glass cup until it bubbled, but still didn't stop until there was only the last shallow layer of water left, and then he folded it with the cotton handkerchief he carried. He went up to the fourth floor and carefully took down the glass lamp from the candlestick.
Because this glass cup has a certain thickness, it will take a certain amount of time to heat up the interior. Similarly, if the external flame is removed, it will also take a certain amount of time to cool down. In a sense, Su Qingluan completely used this glass cup as a crucible.
So using the residual temperature, Su Qingluan watched the water inside gradually evaporate rapidly under the action of high temperature, but the acupuncture needles were not oxidized. Su Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief: It seems that the boiling temperature of the water is indeed not enough to oxidize the iron content in the needle into black iron oxide.
In fact, she wasn't very sure just now, but now, she won the bet.
Su Qingluan carefully picked up a needle with chopsticks and brought it to Mu Xingzhi: "Here, it won't turn black and can be used normally."
Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan: "You are very sure that this is possible." His tone was very sure, "You know that this can achieve the same effect as being roasted on the fire, and you know that the needle will not turn black if you do this."
Su Qingluan's mind went blank for a moment, and just as he was about to think of an excuse, Mu Xingzhi turned around and started acupuncture on Su Xueyan.
Su Qingluan no longer cared about revealing her secrets or making excuses. All her attention fell on her sister.
I saw Mu Xingzhi push up the little girl's sleeves - fortunately, ancient clothes, even children's clothes, even if they are not wide robes with big sleeves, can be easily pushed up without Su Qingluan's help. Take off your clothes and avoid a lot of embarrassment.
Next, Mu Xingzhi's strikes were like lightning. Within a few breaths of Su Qingluan, Mu Xingzhi inserted several needles into Xue Yan's two small arms that looked like lotus joints.
Su Qingluan didn't have much research on Chinese medicine, and he didn't know anything about acupuncture points. At this time, he could only look at the air without daring to take a breath. If he had any questions, he didn't dare to ask a word, for fear that he would make some noise and make Mu Xingzhi The shock caused the needle to miss the mark, causing my sister to suffer unnecessarily.
But it was also magical. The acupuncture needles looked longer than ordinary embroidery needles for sewing clothes - although they were also a little thinner - but when they were inserted into Su Xueyan's delicate skin one by one, Su Qingluan actually didn't see any bleeding. , and I didn’t see my sleeping sister waking up due to pain or having any subconscious struggles.
After a while, both of Su Xueyan's arms seemed to have turned into human sewing kits. Su Qingluan looked at her sister whose arms were exposed to the air, and asked worriedly: "Will she catch a cold like this?" What a coincidence. , a gust of wind happened to blow outside the door at this time, making the window lattice and door panels rattle.
Although the door of this hall is closed, it looks very empty because it is too large and there is no screen to block it. Even with the door closed and a strong wind blowing outside, Su Qingluan could feel the faint draft rushing towards where she was, making her shiver with the cold.
So she quickly took off her cloak and tried to cover her sister, but Mu Xingzhi waved her hand to stop her: "It's okay, she won't catch the cold."
Long-term medical experience has given Su Qingluan a conditioned reflex to "follow the doctor's instructions" that is basically engraved in his bones. Mu Xingzhi is currently considered by Su Qingluan to be a very powerful doctor - at least his sister can see his breathing is stable. After coming down, although he was still asleep, he was no longer as restless as he was at home.
So Su Qingluan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As for Mu Xingzhi saying that she was not allowed to cover her sister with clothes, it was inappropriate to say that for Su Qingluan now, as long as it would be beneficial to her sister's condition, Mu Xingzhi asked her to go east, but he did not dare to go west. ; Mu Xingzhi asked her to catch geese, but she did not dare to catch chickens; Mu Xingzhi asked her to go to heaven, but she did not dare to enter the earth.
In short, there is no need to think about it. In a field that you are not familiar with, doctors are the best. What the doctor says is what you say - unless there is an obvious problem.
Su Qingluan just looked at her sleeping sister with good eyes, thinking that this little girl had suffered a lot, and when she got better, she would make a table of delicious food for her!
Thinking about this, Su Qingluan suddenly thought that she still owed Yun Niang and the person in front of her a "thank you banquet".
Su Qingluan felt a little guilty: judging from the current situation, it seems that this "thank you banquet" will be postponed again...
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan glanced at Mu Xingzhi's side face: Should she just refuse to pay the bill? But including this time, this person has really helped me many times. Although he said he doesn't have to worry about having too many debts, he can't let his credit go bankrupt, right?
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan wondered if there was any other way to express her gratitude to Mu Xingzhi.
However, Su Xueyan was not completely healed yet. Su Qingluan couldn't calm down even after thinking about it, so she could only glance at Mu Xingzhi with her peripheral vision even more guiltily.
At this glance, Su Qingluan felt something was wrong - maybe it was because the light in the hall was dim and very different from daytime, maybe it was because she rarely looked at Mu Xingzhi's face from the side and rear angle. In short, Su Qingluan found that the outline of the man's facial features at this time seemed different from her impression.
After all, Su Qingluan had certain art skills and was sensitive to changes in lines and light and shadow. She noticed that although Mu Xingzhi's appearance looked roughly the same as before, there were subtle differences for some unknown reason - it seemed The outline of the facial features is clearer, the lines are more delicate and graceful, and the whole face is more harmonious and natural...
All in all, although there doesn't seem to be any big difference in appearance, it seems that the appearance is more handsome than the previous "unremarkable with a bit of comeliness and elegance"... so a little bit?
Su Qingluan was not sure, after all, the light was really dim.
But just when she wanted to look at the other person carefully, she raised her eyes and ran into a pair of eyes as dark as a deep pool. The man who originally leaned towards Su Xueyan looked towards Su Qingluan at some point, with an unpredictable expression. Asked: "What is Qingluan looking at?"
