I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 488 A tough battle

"Okay." Luo Qianhuai understood the feelings of the patient's family. Even though this family member was not an easy person to deal with, he had already earned enough face today, so he didn't mind making some concessions.

"Send someone to get the medicine according to the previous prescription, and ask Doctor Xue to help and follow up personally." Luo Qianhuai said to Xue Wen who was waiting not far away.

Her words were not polite, but the latter did not refuse and gladly accepted the order: "Please rest assured, Madam, I will do my best."

Wen Pu and Xing Xuan followed Luo Qianhuai into the inner room, while everyone else, including Master Mo and the Xin He couple, stayed in the outer room.

The inner room had been kept closed, and with so many people crowded together, the smell was not pleasant.

Xing Xuan knew Luo Qianhuai's habit of diagnosing patients, so she took the initiative to go over and open the window.

It was only at this time that Wen Pu found an opportunity to talk to Luo Qianhuai alone: ​​"Yinyin, it's Uncle Menglang this time."

"At that time, I was just thinking that the recipe of Muxiang Shunqi Powder should be suitable for the symptoms, and forgot about Madam Xin's identity for a moment. I didn't expect that you would be involved. If you are not sure, then your uncle will take full responsibility."

Luo Qianhuai took the needle bag from Xing Xuan, spread it out beside the couch, pulled out two needles, pulled Madam Xin's hands, and inserted them accurately into the Hegu points on both sides. He twisted and pulled his hands vigorously, saying:
"Don't worry, uncle. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't have accepted the invitation and returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

She placed the needle in the Hegu acupoint, and took out two other gold needles, inserting them into the Neiguan acupoints on both sides. She carefully observed the changes in the needle tips. When she felt the needle tips sink inward, she knew that she had "gotten the Qi". Then she began to twist the gold needles with her fingers again, so that the needle sensation moved along the meridians and reached the lower abdomen. She continued:
"Besides, my uncle's choice of Muxiang Shunqi Powder is also very appropriate for the symptoms. With just a few adjustments, you can get good results."

After hearing her words, Wen Pu felt relieved and turned his attention to the golden needle in Luo Qianhuai's hand.

"Can this Waiguan disease be treated with acupuncture?" he asked in surprise, his fingers trembling unconsciously, and he was eager to try it.

Luo Qianhuai knew that Wen Pu was also a doctor who used acupuncture and decoction, so it was natural for him to be excited to see him.

She nodded and said without reservation: "The commonly used acupoints are Hegu and Neiting. For vomiting, add Neiguan and Shangwan. For abdominal distension, add Guanyuan, Qihai, Ciliao, and Dachangshu. For fever, add Quchi. For upper abdominal pain, add Zhangmen and Neiguan. For lower abdominal pain, add Guanyuan and Qihai."

Wen Pu was overjoyed, moving his lips and reciting silently, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Tell me more about the method and time?"

Luo Qianhuai was already accustomed to his uncle's hungry attitude when encountering new knowledge.

While doing acupuncture, she explained in detail: "After raising the qi, lift and twist the needle quickly, then leave the needle in for about a cup of tea, and move the needle again every half a quarter of an hour."

"This method combined with Muxiang Shunqi Powder has a high chance of curing the patient."

"Actually, there is a greater than 50% chance?" Wen Pu was extremely surprised. Guan Ge was a disease that was generally recognized as fatal. Even though he had wanted to try Mu Xiang Shun Qi San before, it was just to try to gain a glimmer of hope. But now, what his niece said, wasn't she too confident?
"Is what Yinyin said true?" he asked hesitantly.

Luo Qianhuai just smiled and said nothing. She couldn't just say, "In the past life, someone had done research on this, right?" The effectiveness of Chinese acupuncture combined with Muxiang Shunqi Powder in treating intestinal obstruction, intussusception and other diseases can reach 70% or more. Only a few remaining patients need Western medical surgery.

After a full set of acupuncture was completed, Mrs. Xin on the bed groaned softly and slowly opened her eyes.

She fainted from the pain just now, but when she woke up, she felt much better: the unbearable pain in her abdomen had been relieved by more than half, and the remaining dull pain was within the tolerable range; and the nausea and vomiting feeling that had been pressing on her chest before had also eased a lot. Xin Zhiyun looked at the woman standing in front of her seriously. It was not the person she had recognized before. Her beautiful face, without makeup, was better than all the women of the official families she had seen. A pair of dark almond eyes were as bright as stars, with a kind of unrestrained and willful attitude that was not in line with the mundane world. It was what she had always yearned for, and her heart would beat fast whenever she thought about it.

"You are." Xin Zhiyun raised her hand slightly, her voice very hoarse.

Without waiting for Luo Qianhuai's instructions, Xing Xuan took a sterilized cloth strip, soaked it in warm water and used it to moisten her lips.

"Don't talk." Luo Qianhuai said gently while picking up the needle: "My last name is Jing, you can call me Madam Jing."

Although Madam Xin was only ten years old, she was indeed brought up to be very sensible and well-behaved. She immediately shut up when she heard that, but her eyes were staring at her eagerly, filled with anxiety and desire.

The woman who carries the high hopes of the entire Xin family and will soon become the empress and the mother of the country is actually just a child.

Previously, no one treated her as an ordinary child. They told her everything about her illness right in front of her bed. They did not expect that no matter how sensible and understanding she was educated to be, she would still have an instinctive fear of death.

This fear is an instinct of all living things, regardless of wealth, poverty, gender, age or status.

Luo Qianhuai reached out his hand, gently rubbed her head, and took the initiative to comfort her: "Don't worry, madam, since I am here, no one can take your life."

Her voice was gentle and peaceful, with a calming power.

Xin Zhiyun's tense heart relaxed a lot in an instant. Her big, clear eyes blinked twice, and her long eyelashes fluttered, revealing a hint of the innocence and joy of a little girl.

Luo Qianhuai put away the needle and was about to get up to see how the medicine was done, but his clothes were grabbed by a small hand.

She turned around and saw Xin Zhiyun looking at her pitifully like a little kitten, but because of her previous gag order, she remained obedient and kept her lips tightly closed.

The patient's mood and confidence are also important. Luo Qianhuai sighed and sat down: "The acupuncture is done, you can talk now."

She said, and after thinking for a moment, she added, "But you have to save your energy, because after drinking the medicine, you will have a tough battle to fight."

"What tough battle?" Xin Zhiyun asked puzzledly.

Before Luo Qianhuai could answer, there was a knock on the door of the inner room.

Xue Wen's voice rang out: "Madam Jing, the medicine is ready."

"Send it in." Luo Qianhuai said loudly, turned around to look at Xin Zhiyun, and asked with a smile: "Madam, are you afraid of pain?"

Xin Zhiyun nodded first, her eyelashes fluttered twice, and then shook her head.