"Do you know acupuncture?"
Ying Qingci's eyes fell on Doctor Liu who had just come out, and before he had time to get to know him, he said this.
"Yes, yes, but..." Dr. Liu glanced at the girl who was half-kneeling on the ground, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "It's just that I have never seen this kind of disease before."
Therefore, even if he knew acupuncture, he would not know how to start.
"It doesn't matter, I said, you do it."
Ying Qingci did not have any requirements for this. As long as she knew acupuncture, she needed his skills.
"In his front hole Heiji..."
Time passed little by little, and the child in front of her showed no reaction. The woman bit her lower lip tightly, not daring to make a sound, for fear that if she spoke, she would disturb them and make her child lose hope of giving birth.
People around him held their breaths, some had hope in their eyes, and some had a look in their eyes as if they were watching a show. After all, they didn't think that such a young girl could save this little boy.
'Well--'
Suddenly, a sound came out of the little boy's mouth, and his face, which was originally bruised from holding back, relaxed a little at this moment.
The boy was suffering from convulsions, but at the same time he was holding his breath for too long and lacked oxygen, so he had to be in an open place with smooth air.
"Wake up, he's in for a surprise!"
A shocked voice came from the crowd, as if they couldn't believe that the boy who was originally sentenced to death was really saved.
When the woman saw this, she cried with joy and hugged the child, "Shao'er, my Shao'er."
"Thank you, thank you."
"The child is fine for the time being, but he still needs to take medicine for treatment. If you trust me, you can take the medicine according to the prescription I gave you."
She had seen a lot of medical skills in her spare time. She was not good at saving people, but she still remembered a lot of prescriptions.
"I, I do, thank you."
Ying Qingci's ability to bring the child back meant that her abilities were outstanding, and the prescriptions she wrote were naturally not much different.
Back in the spring hall, Ying Qingci realized that she didn't have pen and paper. Seeing this, Sun Qiaosheng quickly called someone to "prepare pen and ink."
"Thank you."
After saying thank you, she lowered her eyes and started writing on the paper.
She had seen Ying Qinghan's books before, so she had some understanding of Daling's calligraphy. In fact, it was almost the same as traditional Chinese characters. In her previous life, her calligraphy was pretty good, so she wouldn't make a joke now.
"It's so subtle, so subtle!"
Doctor Liu walked in from the outside, came forward, and saw the paper under Ying Qingci's hand at a glance. After seeing the prescription on it, his eyes lit up even more.
He had never seen the child's symptoms before, but he also knew that the acupuncture points she directed her to inject were very delicate. If the wrong acupuncture was given, there would be irreparable damage.
Ying Qingci smiled slightly and handed the prescription to the young woman.
And Ying Shuangsong has been in a state of confusion during this period of time. When will his good daughter regain her medical skills? Moreover, it seems that his medical skills are extraordinary...
"Thank you, Miss Ying."
Ying Qingci raised his head and glanced at Sun Qiaosheng with some surprise and confusion.
"Miss Ying, let's get acquainted again with Sun Qiaosheng, the young master of Huichun Hall."
"Ying Qingci."
The other party told her his name. It would be rude if he didn't reply.
"Thank you so much, Miss Ying, for coming to the rescue just now. If not, the boy would have been in trouble today."
"You're welcome, Young Master. It's just a simple effort."
"Girl's little effort has virtually saved the reputation of our Hui Chun Hall. I deserve this thank you."
"Young Master is too polite."
"Miss Ying, you don't have to be so polite, just call me by my name." The young master sounded too distant.
Ying Qingci was stunned. She really didn't expect that the young master of the Chun Hall would be so gentle this time, and he didn't even care about his identity. He was actually willing to deal with a little peasant girl like her.
"Then I'll call you Brother Qiao? You can also call me Qingci or Xiaoliu, right?"
If the other party is willing to make friends with her, she will naturally not refute the other party's face. Moreover, judging from his previous attitude towards the child, this young master is obviously not a cruel person.
His gentleness and kindness are not an act.
"Okay, Qingci."
Sun Qiaosheng smiled gently, and his face became gentler because of this smile.
Zhang Kun also became more enthusiastic now because of Ying Qingci's help. After all, she had inadvertently saved Huichun Hall once.
Huichun Hall has always valued credibility, and Dr. Qin's family affairs were unavoidable. However, it was their fault that they did not arrange for another doctor with superb medical skills to sit in the hall in time.
"Miss Ying, if you find other medicinal materials in the future, you can come to our Huichun Hall. The yam that the girl mentioned before can be taken to our medicine shop."
"good."
After leaving the medicine shop, Ying Shuangsong was still on the same page. Unexpectedly, just after going to the Huichun Hall, his sweet daughter turned into a little miracle doctor, and even impressed the young master of the Huichun Hall.
Not only that, the shopkeeper of Huichun Hall also promised that they would also collect all the medicinal materials found by their family in the future.
The yams at home and those that have not been dug in the mountains also have places to go...
"Dad, let's buy some things and go home later."
"good."
Upon hearing his daughter's request, Ying Shuangsong agreed with both hands. Regardless of whether he has money or not, his daughter's request must still be realized.
They went to the bookstore first. Ying Qingci had not forgotten that she had borrowed a piece of paper from her eldest brother. Moreover, his eldest brother had always had the idea of studying in his heart. As a younger sister, she had to support her eldest brother no matter what.
"Xiao Liu, what are we doing at the bookstore?"
"Buy some books and pens for your elder brother."
Speaking of this, Ying Wangzhu remembered that when he was in Yingjia Village, Ying Qinghan was still studying. However, when they fled the famine, Ying Qinghan put away all his pen, ink and paper.
Now that Ying Qingci was talking, a flash of melancholy flashed in his eyes.
But at the same time, he thought of another thing. Things for scholars are very expensive. He only has the one tael of silver he used to sell yams. Now that he enters the bookstore, is the money... enough?
"Xiao Liu, the money we have..."
"Dad, don't worry, I still have some money on me, enough to buy books for my eldest brother."
Ying Shuangsong was still uneasy, but he followed Ying Qingci into the bookstore.
As soon as she walked into the bookstore, a figure came out in front of her. Ying Qingci subconsciously avoided it, but she didn't know what the other person meant, and he bumped straight into her.
Ying Qingci's face turned cold, and he grabbed Ying Shuangsong's hand and walked away to an empty place.
"what are you doing!"
An arrogant and coquettish voice suddenly sounded, and Ying Qingci looked up expressionlessly.
