Li Desheng quickly got up, and together with the doctor, moved Li's mother into the neighboring house of old lady Na Xie.
Ning Yue drove the men out and asked the old lady to prepare a candle with a porcelain spoon and a little oil. Together with Caiyan, she turned Mother Li over on the bed and lowered her collar to her shoulder blades.
The old lady happened to bring the things. She took the porcelain spoon and dipped it in oil and scraped the swollen joints on both sides vigorously. Soon, a patch of blood stasis spots of different sizes appeared. She pressed it with the handle of the needle and picked out the spots that could not rise. Picky points.
After sterilizing the needle with fire, she pricked it a few times, but Mother Li showed no reaction.
The old lady yelled, "Oh, can you do this? I'm going to pick holes in my back."
Li Desheng had been standing guard at the door. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but rush in. He clenched his fists to stop but was afraid of causing trouble. A confused look on his face.
Mr. Cui also squeezed in.
Ning Yue didn't answer and just continued to prick and bleed. Seeing that his mother was still unresponsive, Li Desheng finally reached out to stop him and said, "Little brother, thank you for your kindness, but..."
Ning Yue suddenly raised her head and stared into his eyes: "Do you want your mother to live? I have to wait until she reacts and the pain is unbearable. To be honest, I am not completely sure. If you feel distressed Then I’ll stop, it’s not my mother anyway.”
Li Desheng immediately took two steps back and clasped his fists: "I am the one who talks too much. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, please save my mother!"
Ning Yue shouted to the head at the door: "Is there any sharp needle?"
A sharp needle is a modern three-edged needle. If you want to choose a needle for bleeding, you need to use it well.
The doctor who was peeking jumped up and said, "Yes, yes!" He quickly went to the medicine box to find a sharp needle and put it in.
Hehe, now you can go in openly and see what he is up to.
Ning Yue took it, lowered her head and continued to prick, and stabbed dozens more times. There were many blood spots near the acupoint, and Mother Li frowned and moaned softly.
Li Desheng was overjoyed and knelt down and kowtowed three times. Then he came forward and held his mother's hand tightly, his eyes turning red.
Cui Langzhong was stunned.
Ning Yue took her pulse, and the six pulses reappeared, and the person was finally saved.
She asked Cui Langzhong to come over and then asked, "Can you take over now?"
Whether he escaped secretly or it was better to go back early.
Cui Langzhong nodded like he was pecking rice: "Okay, okay."
Caiyan has long been unhappy with the old man, and she will prick him now: "Didn't I just say that if you rescue someone, you will call me grandpa?"
Mr. Cui is over fifty years old, while Ning Yue is only a teenager. Ning Yue calls him grandpa.
Mr. Cui suddenly blushed, "This, this, this..."
Ning Yue didn't stop him and waited patiently.
Mr. Cui quickly admitted defeat and reluctantly called out in a low voice, "Grandpa."
This old man is not bad, he is not relying on his old man to act like a rogue, but his medical skills are a bit poor.
Ning Yue responded in a good mood: "Hey, dear grandson, grandpa has to go home and won't play with you anymore."
Caiyan laughed out loud, and even Li Desheng and the old lady Na Xie couldn't help laughing.
Unexpectedly, this old man has an extremely quick receptive ability. After the first sentence he uttered, the rest became smoother. He kept shouting: "Grandpa, please tell me the truth behind this."
Ning Yue walked out and said, "This old lady suffers from severe wind-cold and blocked pulses. If you suddenly experience collapse and shock, pricking Gao Bingshu can save you in an instant; if you suddenly feel wind evil and have a severe headache, If the pain persists, pricking Gao Xingshu can produce the effect of drumming."
The newly promoted old grandson listened and recited silently until he sent the master and servant out.
Ning Yue waved him back and said with a smile: "My good grandson will be sent here. Go back. It's important to save people."
There were still a few people watching outside, waiting to see the result of the rescue. When Ning Yue called the doctor good grandson, and the doctor didn't refute, they all burst into laughter.
Mr. Cui was so angry that he puffed his beard and glared. It was indeed his fault, so he had to salute Ning Yue: "I'm at the Qinghe Hall across the street. You must come and teach me next time. Sure!" After that, he ran in.
The crowd burst into laughter again.
Someone asked: "Where does the little famous doctor practice?"
Caiyan answered on her behalf: "Our young master is not a doctor, and he does not attend consultations."
There was a sound of pity in the crowd.
Away from the crowd, the admiration in Caiyan's eyes overflowed: "Miss's medical skills are so amazing!"
The original person began to study medical skills after the general was injured, and always hung out with military doctors.
Caiyan always thought that the young lady could only treat minor colds, but she didn't expect that her medical skills would become so advanced in such a short period of time.
Ning Yue just pursed her lips and smiled.
The two returned to the alley where the carriage stopped and were about to get on the carriage when Ning Yue suddenly heard an emotionless mechanical voice: "Save a life and form a ghost soldier."
She looked around confused, not knowing where the sound came from.
But he found a sneaky old beggar following him.
Ning Yue whispered a few words to Caiyan. Caiyan nodded and led her to the big tree next to her. She spread a handkerchief and asked Ning Yue to sit down and wait.
Then he went out from the alley in front, went around in a circle and returned to where he came from. Sure enough, he found a dirty old beggar leaning against the wall and peeking.
It's just that he forgot that his hair was messy and knotted together, standing up with teeth and claws, and he had already exposed himself.
Caiyan was born with a lot of strength, and General Zhenguo specially assigned an instructor to teach her Kung Fu, so it was no problem to deal with an old beggar.
She grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the foot of the tree.
The old beggar was dragged over like a rag, but he didn't even struggle.
When they arrived under the tree, Ning Yue recognized him as soon as she smelled his stench. He was one of the onlookers when she was rescuing people just now.
This man looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old, with completely white hair, but his movements did not look old, and his complexion was rosy.
He got up and patted the dust off his body. He didn't feel any embarrassment at all when he was caught following her. He circled around Ning Yue and clicked his tongue.
Ning Yue sat leisurely and let him watch.
After walking around twice, Ning Yue asked with a smile: "I wonder why I am following me? Do you want some money to drink?"
The old beggar also smiled: "Tsk, tsk, you little girl is interesting."
"Oh? What's so interesting about it?" Ning Yue picked up the handkerchief and waved it. It really stinked.
When the beggar saw this, not only did he not retreat, but he took a step closer with a cold look:
"The interesting thing is... when I am about to die, I am still in the mood to save others, and I still have time to care about the old beggar whether I want to drink."
Ning Yue frowned, "Old man, I didn't offend you, why bother cursing me?"
The beggar's head suddenly came closer, and his eyes almost looked into her pupils, as if he wanted to penetrate her body and take out something.
He asked in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear: "Why do you carry 500 departed souls?"
Ning Yue paused.
500 departed souls? What the hell is it?
"Now they are all scattered Yin Qi running wildly, which will only continue to consume your True Yang. Where do you hide them? Even I can only see a little bit."
"What kind of departed soul?" Ning Yue looked confused.
"Looking at your fate, you shouldn't be here. Little girl, you have to be careful. It will take at most three months. If you can't disperse or let them take shape, you will become seriously ill and have no cure, until you die. "
