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Chapter 81 Learning Acupuncture
Qin Min was puzzled and said, "Don't you feel dizzy?"

Fu Minglai hummed lightly.

His whole body was aching, and he really didn't know if he had a fever. After letting her touch his forehead, he straightened up.

With his movements, the oppressive feeling around his side subsided a little.

Qin Min breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the tough and indifferent face, she still said: "You have a fever, you should go back to the thatched cottage to rest."

As she spoke, many arguments flashed through her mind at the same time, trying to persuade this kind of patient who doesn't treat his body as his body to rest.

But I heard the deep voice, "Okay."

Qin Min's words of persuasion were stuck in his mouth, and turned into a circle, "That's good, I'll go to Liang Bolai to see your injury."

Fu Minglai hummed, and looked at the snake fat that was bubbling in the iron pan, before boiling out a thin layer of transparent oily water, which looked like it would take a long time to boil.

"Don't touch this, just let Sun Chengyi and the others watch."

Qin Min responded, and seeing Fu Ming go back and forth to the thatched cottage, he turned to look for Uncle Liang.

Before she entered Uncle Liang's room, she heard cries of labor pain coming from the room, "Be gentle, kid, be gentle, my waist will be broken by you."

Another voice sounded a little aggrieved, "I'm already light enough."

In the center of Uncle Liang's room was a bowl of snake internal organs and snake heads.

As soon as Qin Min entered the room, he saw the snake head with its mouth wide open in the basin, and then noticed that the snake head had knocked out several teeth.

They probably knocked off the teeth embedded in the stone to remove the snake's head.

Qin Min's thoughts flashed across his mind, and he turned his head, seeing Uncle Liang lying on the bed crying in pain, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Uncle Liang?"

Liang Dawei was sitting by the bed, pressing Uncle Liang's waist, and said helplessly, "Uncle Liang was frightened when he saw the snake's head, so he dodged his waist again."

Uncle Liang supported his waist, and said angrily, "Can I not be scared? I just dried the snake's guts, and when I turned around, I met the head of the big snake. I won't be scared anymore."

Liang Dawei scratched his head, "Then I can't make the snake's head smaller."

Uncle Liang refused to talk to him again, and looked at Qin Min, "Little lady, why are you here?"

Qin Min said frankly in a gentle voice: "Fu Minglai has a fever, I'm worried about his condition, I want to ask Uncle Liang to show him, but Uncle Liang..."

Liang Dawei was a little nervous when he heard the words, "The boss is so healthy, why did he suddenly have a fever?"

Qin Min shook his head, "I don't know either."

As soon as Uncle Liang heard that Fu Ming had a fever, he immediately got up and rushed to his room to have a look, "I'll go and have a look now."

It's just that as soon as he got up, he felt a sharp pain in his waist, and he leaned back on the bed while holding his waist.

Qin Min couldn't help frowning, "Uncle Liang, don't move around, your back injury will worsen later, I should blame myself for not hiding it from you."

Liang Bo suddenly became anxious, "How can you hide this matter from me, isn't Fu boy's injury not dealt with?"

Liang Dawei said: "How about I carry Uncle Liang to the boss, or carry the boss here."

All three of them felt that this proposal was not bad. After thinking about the bodies of Uncle Liang and Fu Minglai, it was better to carry Uncle Liang on his back.

Uncle Liang looked at his back facing him, with obvious resistance on his face, but he really couldn't move, so he could only reluctantly let Liang Dawei walk with his back.

The three of them soon arrived at Fu Minglai's room.

Qin Min was about to knock on the door.

Liang Dawei, who was carrying Uncle Liang on his back, barged in carelessly.

Inside the house, Fu Minglai was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his body was damp, his sleeves and hem were wet, and his hair was also wet.

He was probably exhausted. He fell asleep on the bed as soon as he came back from the shower, without being woken up by them at all.

Liang Dawei gently placed Liang Bo beside the bed.

Uncle Liang sat on the side of the bed and took Fu Ming's pulse, his brows furrowed immediately.

Although Fu Minglai's pulse was strong, it was very chaotic, as if there was a current of air rushing around in his body.

If it were someone else, it would definitely be a nightmare, sweating profusely or talking nonsense.

Uncle Liang couldn't help but glanced at Fu Minglai's face, he was very calm, don't talk nonsense, maybe he wouldn't even snort.

Liang Dawei watched Uncle Liang get his pulse, and asked eagerly, "Uncle Liang, is the boss alright?"

Liang Bo picked the simplest problem and said, "Fu Minglai's body's qi mechanism is rebellious, and he needs to soothe the liver and regulate qi as soon as possible, so as to make the breath smooth."

"Now I'll give Fu Minglai an injection to straighten out his breath."

Upon hearing this, Qin Min put the medicine box in his hand beside Uncle Liang.

Uncle Liang took out the silver needle from the medicine box, and felt a sharp pain in his lower back, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead. He almost held the needle, and couldn't help but stop.

Liang Dawei quickly supported Uncle Liang, "Uncle Liang, why don't you just rest on the side, how can you get a needle in this state."

Uncle Liang supported his waist, endured the pain and said, "Otherwise, there is no one here besides me who can give acupuncture to your boss."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly came back to his senses.

That's not right, the little lady can do it too, the little lady understands the meridians, can massage, and learns acupuncture and moxibustion faster than others.

But Uncle Liang didn't ask Qin Min to try it, he endured the pain in his lower back and wanted to give Fu Ming an injection.

Seeing Uncle Liang's pale face and sweat on his brow, Qin Min sighed inwardly, and said again.

"I think acupuncture and massage have the same effect. They both stimulate acupuncture points and meridians. Why don't Uncle Liang teach me how to use acupuncture and let me try it?"

Uncle Liang glanced at Qin Min's palm, and with a pale face, he shook his head and refused, "Little lady has a wound on her hand, and the needle will hurt."

Qin Min smiled, "It's just using your fingers hard, and it won't touch the wound on the palm."

But Uncle Liang sighed secretly. When he moved his fingers, wouldn't he be pulling his palm?How could it not hurt, the little lady's words were clearly comforting them.

Qin Min said softly, "It's just that I haven't used needles before, so maybe I didn't do it well."

Uncle Liang hesitated for a while, but he still let go, "It's okay, young lady, you understand the meridians, and you will be more than half done with acupuncture and moxibustion."

Liang Bo gave a crash course and taught Qin Min the most basic acupuncture methods.

Qin Min held a needle, and learned the technique decently.

Uncle Liang nodded his approval, thought for a while, and raised his chin slightly towards Liang Dawei, "Otherwise, you can try it on this kid first, anyway, with me watching, nothing will happen."

A flash of panic flashed across Liang Dawei's face.

The boss had also learned acupuncture before, and even tried acupuncture on him, but the result was not to mention how painful it was. After the injection, a streak of blood came out directly.

Qin Min shook his head quickly, "How can the acupuncture I just learned be used on other people, I'd better prick myself."

Liang Dawei's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, if the little lady's little arm bleeds, it must not be scrapped.

He hesitated for a while, but still closed his eyes tightly, stretched out his arms, and said as if death was at home: "It's okay, little lady, you can stab me."

Qin Min was stunned for a moment, then nodded encouragingly when he saw Uncle Liang, and still injected needles at unimportant acupuncture points on Liang Dawei's arm.

(End of this chapter)