Chapter 37 Juekong Drowning
"Juekong!" A mournful cry was heard from a distance. The presiding officer of Shanyuantang was a kind-hearted old nun, who was holding Juekong's stiff little body, mourning endlessly. A group of young nuns stood beside her, all of them paled in panic. .

"The doctor is here!" A nun led an old man with a long beard and hurried over.

"Hurry up, show this old man." The old man knelt down to feel his pulse, frowned and sniffed, then opened Jue Kong's eyelids to take a look, and said with a sigh, "It's late."

"Juekong!" The host closed his eyes and wept, and the weeping of a nun sounded behind him, all mourning.

"let me see."

A cold voice came, and everyone saw a woman in plain white clothes walking out from the green bamboo path, with a willow branch slantingly inserted in her black and thick hair, her expression was so elegant, she was frowning at the moment, staring at the sleepy woman on the ground. null.

"Why did Ms. Li come out? You can't do it!" Seeing this, Master Jinghui couldn't care less about sadness, and exclaimed to Li Ru'an, interrupting the ceremony without authorization is disrespectful to the dead.

Li Ru'an ignored everyone's gaze, stepped forward quickly to put Juekong flat, stretched out his hand to touch the aorta, opened his eyelids to observe the pupils, squeezed a few times and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Miss, what are you doing? This little nun is dead." The old man stroked his beard, saw Li Ru'an's operation, and asked in doubt.

"Not yet." Li Ru'an said to check for foreign bodies in the nasal cavity, and opened Juekong's clenched teeth. Sure enough, he saw that his tongue had retracted a lot. He pinched the tip of his tongue with two fingers and pulled it out. He looked up, "Nurse, break some pieces of bamboo. come over."

Xuegu responded and quickly stopped her. Li Ru'an pressed the tongue with a bamboo branch to prevent the tongue from retracting and blocking the trachea. He folded his hands and pressed on Juekong's chest, and began to perform CPR.

"Miss, are you saying that Jue Kong is not dead yet?" Jing Hui opened her eyes wide, looking at Jue Kong who was already turning blue and gray in disbelief, and the nun behind her wiped away her tears and talked a lot.

"Don't talk nonsense! No pulse, no breath, dilated pupils, this is not dead! Miss, who are you to question the old man's diagnosis!" The old man shouted loudly with his beard flying.

"My lady is a doctor, everyone let her diagnose and treat first." Xuegu was also afraid, but seeing the lady's calm and focused face, she stood up and said seriously.

"What kind of medicine does a lady in the boudoir know? Ridiculous!" The old man shouted angrily. He watched the girl press her chest for a while, then suddenly took out a long needle from her sleeve, and injected it at the Taichong point of Lianghe Valley. Big eyes.

After injecting two inches of needles and continuing CPR for [-] times, suddenly Jue Kong's icy body twitched, startling everyone present.

"Move, move! Jue Kong moved!" A nun couldn't help but screamed, and then tightly covered her mouth, for fear of disturbing Li Ru'an.

Li Ru'an opened Juekong's eyelids, and saw that the pupils retracted slightly, she pulled out the needle on the Siguan acupoint, and quickly pierced it in the center of her body, then took her ten little fingers, and pierced the Shixuan acupoints one by one.

"He!" Suddenly Juekong lifted his shoulders, his tongue was clamped and his mouth was wide open, he sucked in a breath, and made a Hehe exhalation sound, his face quickly recovered a little blood, and his expression was painful.

There was a burst of joyful exclamation from around, Li Ru'an pulled out the bamboo pole that was stuck in Juekong's mouth, knelt down and bent his knees, easily turned the person upside down on his knees, made empty fists with his palms, and put his strength on Juekong's back shoot away.

"He! Cough, cough, cough!" Jue Kong choked out a lot of lake water from his mouth and nose, struggled softly and twisted his limbs.

"Alive! Saved!" Xuegu finally let go of her hanging heart, sweating on her forehead in the cold weather, and shouted happily.

"Really, really alive!" Host Jinghui sat down on the ground, crying with joy.

"Cough cough! It hurts!" Juekong frowned, feeling his chest was tight, his fingers were in pain, and he coughed up a lot of lake water, tears and snot flowing from his nose, sobbing and crying out in pain.

Seeing that she could speak, Li Ru'an put her down, checked her pulse, nasal cavity and oral cavity, stood up after a while, patted the dirt on her knees, and smiled, fortunately, she came in time.

"Woooooo! Cough! Master, Juekong is in pain!" Juekong opened his eyes, looked at the blood drops on his ten fingers, and burst into tears.

"Amitabha! Juekong!" Jinghui hugged her apprentice, and looked at Li Ru'an as if a god and Buddha had come to the world.

"Look at the old man!" The old man next to him didn't care about anything else. He grabbed Juekong's wrist and felt his pulse for a moment. It’s so hard, how can this be saved?”

After taking the cloak handed by Xuegu and putting it on, Li Ruan glanced at the shocked crowd, and said lightly, "After she fell into the water, she choked her trachea and airway, and entered a state of suspended animation, and the lake water was cold, so her body was stiff, but still If you don’t really die, if you rescue him in time, you will be able to wake up.”

"The old man is ashamed, his vision is narrow, and his words are rude, please don't blame me." The old man was shocked, stood up and bowed to Li Ru'an, with a respectful tone.

"No doctor, I'm a junior, the elders can't accept courtesy, you don't worry too much." Li Ru'an sideways avoided, a little surprised, after all the doctors she met were quite arrogant, she didn't expect this old man to be so self-effacing.

Jinghui walks over to Juekong, who is sobbing, and knelt down with a group of nuns behind him.

"Miss is a bodhisattva with a heart and superb medical skills. Please accept my prayers from this poor nun. Thank you for saving Juekong's life!"

"Nurse help up quickly." Li Ru'an said with a smile, "I'm here to offer sacrifices to my mother. It's just a coincidence. Juekong is still weak and has a cold. Let this doctor prescribe a prescription to dispel the cold. , go back and have a good rest."

"Yes, Ms. Li has a compassionate heart and interrupted the sacrificial ceremony to save people. The poor nuns will lead the whole temple to chant sutras for Mrs. Gao for seven days to comfort the dead!" Jinghui kowtowed respectfully again.

"Madam Gao? Miss is the granddaughter of the retired doctor Gao? The niece of the current doctor Gao? No wonder, no wonder, Miss is proficient in acupuncture at a young age, and she has so much knowledge, I feel ashamed."

The old doctor suddenly realized, stroking his beard and exclaiming, and because she actually asked him to prescribe a prescription to deal with the aftermath, which invisibly weakened the sin of his misdiagnosis just now, so he was naturally [-] satisfied with Li Ru'an in his heart.

Li Ru'an nodded slightly, facing everyone's admiring gazes, turned and walked back, Xuegu Ziyan and You Rongyan followed with their chests outstretched, and their feet were a little fluttering.

Back in the quiet room, Ziyan slumped her shoulders and patted her chest, she was still in shock and said, "When I found out that Juekong was out of breath, I was almost frightened to death, but it's okay, I just found out today that people can be saved even when they die. Come back!"

"Miss, didn't you say that Juekong is not dead, he was just choked by the lake water, and you can wake up with the timely injection of needles." The gods who can bring the dead back to life can be big or small, Xuegu hurriedly stopped Zi Yan , said in a low voice.

"Yes, speaking of it, the nanny actually saved Juekong. If you hadn't asked Ziyan to take a look, it would have been too late." Li Ru'an knelt back on the futon and said with a smile.

"If Miss is not here, it will be useless to find out early. No matter what, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Ma'am, you are in the sky. No wonder, Miss is now able to save lives and cure diseases. You have to do it for her. Just be happy." Xuegu put her palms together on her knees, kowtowed to Gao's tablet, and chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

"Female doctor?"

In Yongfu Palace, the Empress Dowager looked at Zheng Yan in surprise, "You're talking about Li's parents and daughter Ruan?"

"That's right, it spread all afternoon. It was said that a young nun in Shanyuan Hall drowned at noon today. The doctors said it was hopeless. Miss Li's family was offering sacrifices to her deceased mother, but she resolutely interrupted the sacrifice and used medical skills to kill her. Saved!" Zheng Yan said vividly, with admiration on his face.

"She has such abilities? It's really rare! The Ai family has heard from Sister Zhang that this child doesn't like fancy clothes and pearl hairpins. She only likes to follow her mother to read medical books and grow herbs. After not seeing her for a few years, she can already save people's lives." There is nothing wrong with interrupting the ceremony, if her mother can see her, she will be so happy! How can she care about these things." The queen mother shook her head and exclaimed.

Zheng Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Now everyone outside is saying that Miss Li is a bodhisattva, and everyone laughs and calls her a female doctor." Nun, don't you have the heart of a Bodhisattva?

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