While Fan Yuru was negotiating with Mrs. Cheng, Shen Tianshu was outside the house and told Minghui exactly how to save people.
Minghui originally thought that she was just a cover, and she never thought she would do it herself. She was so shocked that she shook her head.
"The patient is a man. Whether it is for safety reasons or to avoid suspicion, Mr. Fan cannot let the two of us stay alone in the room. He will definitely keep watch."
Fan Yuru has already taken out the token from Prince Rui's Mansion. Whether the patient is dead or alive, the patient must be under his nose.
"Girl, slave, slave, you can't do this!" Minghui was so frightened that she almost burst into tears.
"Didn't you say you had learned acupuncture before?" Shen Tianshu asked with a frown.
"Yes, I have learned it, but I only learned a little bit. This person is almost out of breath. Can I do it?" Minghui felt that her calves began to tremble.
"You just need to know the acupoints and the techniques." Shen Tianshu patted her on the shoulder and said, "You just need to remember the acupuncture points I just told you and apply the acupuncture in sequence. Besides, I'm next to you. Something will happen."
While talking, Fan Yuru had already taken care of the things in the house.
After Mrs. Huang helped Mrs. Cheng to the next room, Fan Yuru called Shen Tianshu and Minghui into the room.
Fan Yuru sighed softly and said: "Miss Minghui, you just heard that Mrs. Cheng said that if her son cannot be cured, she will file a complaint against the emperor, saying that Prince Rui's palace is using power to suppress others, so you have to use your powers to see. Only family skills are enough!”
As soon as Minghui heard the words "Complaint and Prince Rui's Mansion", the confidence she had just been encouraged by Shen Tianshu almost collapsed again.
When Shen Tian was comfortable, he supported her behind her back, rolled his eyes at Fan Yuru and said, "Now only Minghui dares to come to rescue people. If Mr. Fan scares her a few more words, you will really only be able to guard a corpse. I’ll wait for someone to go to the Imperial Palace to read your copy!”
Fan Yuru also knew the importance and did not dare to joke anymore. She said seriously: "Miss Minghui needs something. I will send someone down to prepare it."
Minghui glanced at Shen Tianshu, and then said boldly: "Master Fan, please ask someone to take off the patient's coat, leaving only his single clothes, tie the patient's hands and feet with a rope, and then prepare a brazier. Don't burn it too much." Wang, bring me a set of silver needles for acupuncture, and then ask someone to make a bowl of green onion porridge."
Although Fan Yuru didn't know his intention, he still asked people to prepare as soon as possible.
The servants around him all came from the palace, and they were very capable and quick in their work. They didn't even ask why, and quickly had everything ready.
Mr. Cheng was stripped down to his middle coat, his hands and feet were tied up, and the brazier he brought was placed under the bed.
Minghui untied Mr. Cheng's clothes and followed Shen Tianshu's instructions to take needles and moxibustion the Tanzhong, Jique, Qihai, Guanyuan and other points in sequence.
At first, Minghui's hand while applying the acupuncture was trembling slightly, and she always wanted to look up at Shen Tianshu.
Fortunately, she still remembered Shen Tianshu's previous confession that if there was any problem, he would give a warning so that she could perform the acupuncture with peace of mind and not look around, so she reluctantly held back.
After pricking acupuncture points one by one, Shen Tianshu remained silent until Minghui calmed down a little and her hands became more and more steady.
Shen Tianshu watched Minghui's every move. She recognized the acupuncture points accurately and applied the acupuncture techniques correctly. It can be seen that she had indeed learned it seriously at home. If she cultivates it well, it will definitely be a big help to him in the future.
Fan Yuru had been observing Mr. Cheng's condition carefully, and saw that Mr. Cheng's complexion actually gradually improved with Minghui's acupuncture, and then he took a new look at Minghui.
After Mingyu applied acupuncture on several acupuncture points, he had finished everything Shen Tianshu taught. He didn't dare to do anything else and could only stand aside and wait.
Neither Shen Tianshu nor Fan Yuru made a sound, and the room became extremely quiet.
Mr. Cheng's complexion gradually turned rosy, and he suddenly let out a faint breath.
Because the room was unusually quiet, the three people could hear the originally very weak breathing sounds very clearly!
Minghui didn't expect that she really saved the person, and her face was filled with surprise, and then she cast admiring eyes on Shen Tianshu.
My girl is really amazing. A person like me, who has not even met the standards of becoming a disciple, can actually save a life under her guidance.
This feeling of saving people is so wonderful. Minghui felt a surge of heat in her chest, making her whole heart warm. It seemed that she finally understood why her father studied medicine so hard, no matter how much experience he had. Despite the setbacks and difficulties, he still insisted on treating illnesses and saving lives.
Maybe it's because watching a patient come back to life in your own hands will bring you a huge sense of happiness?
"Is everything okay now?" Fan Yuru's voice interrupted Minghui's thoughts.
"It should be fine for the time being." Minghui wiped the sweat from her forehead, and when she saw Shen Tianshu winking at her, she hurriedly added: "When the onion porridge is ready, hurry up and give it to Mr. Cheng." .”
Taking advantage of Fan Yuru's request for someone to bring onion porridge, Shen Tianshu stepped forward and took Mr. Cheng's pulse. Then he finally relaxed, exhaled slowly, gave Minghui a thumbs up, and whispered. : "The person is okay. You performed well just now."
"Girl, please stop teasing me. I'm so nervous." Minghui quietly spread her hands and let Shen Tianshu see the sweat on her palms. "Look, it's all sweat. I almost couldn't hold the needle just now." ”
The master and servant exchanged a few words in low voices, then Fan Yuru turned around and went back to the house and asked, "Miss Minghui, what happened to Mr. Cheng just now?"
Ming Hui said: "Master Cheng did not die just now, but died. Yin and Yang were separated, the camp and guards were blocked, the true energy was in chaos, and foreign evil took advantage of it. After acupuncture, the slaves used a brazier to warm the acupuncture points to strengthen the Yuan and restore the Yang. It clears the menstrual flow and connects the Qi, so people wake up naturally.
"When I was at home, I saw my father save a patient like this, so I knew this method. I just saw Mr. Cheng getting into an accident and couldn't bear that he lost his life at such a young age, so I boldly told my girl. Fortunately, this method works, otherwise I really don’t know what to do.”
"Thank you so much for today."
Before Fan Yuru finished speaking, Mrs. Cheng in the next room couldn't wait any longer. Regardless of Huang's various obstructions, she finally opened the door and barged in.
She entered the room and went straight to the bed. She saw her son in disheveled clothes, lying on the bed with his hands and feet bound. Her vision went dark and she almost fainted on the spot.
Mrs. Cheng's feet became weak and she fell down in front of the bed. She patted her thighs regardless of her appearance and cried: "My poor son, what kind of evil did you do? You died at such a young age... It's all your father's fault." Mom has no ability or status, so you will have to be tortured and humiliated by these people after your death..."
She was crying and suddenly stood up suddenly and rushed towards Fan Yuru, shouting: "You Prince Rui Mansion bullies people too much, I will fight with you!"
