Allure emperor medical concubine

Chapter 76 Master Wuxin
Lu Xiaoning was very careful with each injection, seven injections in one breath went smoothly, and just as the eighth injection was being administered, Ji Jiu rushed in in a panic, shouting at the top of his voice, "Miss, miss, help me... ..."

Lu Xiaoning's hand trembled, it was twisted, and the chicken in his hand clucked and struggled continuously.

Lu Xiaoning couldn't help frowning, failed.

Du Ruoji said: "Ji Jiu, what are you talking about? Didn't you see Miss practicing acupuncture?"

Ji Jiu said with a bitter face, "I...I don't know, miss, there was an old monk outside who vomited blood and passed out. No matter how much he pinched his face and slapped his face, he couldn't wake up."

Lu Xiaoning put down the chicken in his hand, and said to Cardamom, "Diagram, you can deal with it here."

Every time she finished nine needles, the chicken was handed over to cardamom to destroy the body and traces, so as not to reveal her true level.

Cardamom responded, and together with Xiwu took the chickens back into their cages, and prepared to take them to the kitchen to kill them.

Lu Xiaoning took off his sleeves and asked Ji Jiu, "Where is the old monk?"

"I met the little one on the way, so I brought it back, and now I'm in the guest room." Ji Jiu said.

Lu Xiaoning said: "Du Ruo, carry the medicine box on your back and go to the guest room."

Outside the guest room, Lao Jin saw Miss coming and rushed forward, saying: "Miss, this old monk is an eminent monk who is here to attend the consecration ceremony, and I have already sent someone to the mountain to inform Master Ji Yun."

Lu Xiaoning nodded, it has nothing to do with her saving people whether she is an eminent monk or not, even ordinary people she can still save.

After entering the guest room, a young monk stood by the bed and held the old monk's hand and wept.

Lu Xiaoning said: "Little master, let me give way first, so that I can treat this master."

The little monk turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoning, sobbing and said, "Are you really a doctor? Can you do it? If you can't, we'd better wait for Master Jiyun to come, huh..."

Lu Xiaoning is very helpless, because he has been discriminated against more than once because of his young age. In other industries, the younger the better, but as a doctor, the older the better. Older age means rich experience and excellent medical skills. People love to believe in age Big doctor.

"Little monk, what are you talking about? My young lady is a disciple of Mr. Fufeng, how dare you say that my young lady is not good?" Du Ruo couldn't help but said in a bad tone with her eyes wide open.

The little monk was at a loss: "Who is Mr. Fufeng?"

Lao Jin came up to smooth things over, and said with a slight smile, "Little master, you can rest assured that my lady's medical skills are very good. No matter what, let my lady see it first. If it can be cured, it will be cured. If it can't be cured If you don't, you have to wait for Master Jiyun to come, but seeing that your master is seriously ill, if it is delayed, it will be troublesome if the treatment is not timely..."

The little monk thought it made sense, so he got up and moved away, clasped his hands together and said, "If the benefactor can cure it, heal it. If he can't cure it, don't dare to be brave. My master is Master Wuxin who is as famous as Master Jiyun."

This is to warn Lu Xiaoning that his master's identity is extraordinary, Nanji Yunbei Wuxin is the two most famous masters of Buddhism in the world.

Lu Xiaoning didn't care about the young monk's distrust. When he came to the bed, Du Ruo took out the pulse pillow and put it on the old monk's wrist. Lu Xiaoning pressed his index finger and middle finger together on the old monk's mouth. old monk.

The old monk looked older than her master, with long white eyebrows and long beard, his eyes closed, his face was like gold paper, and his lips were purple to black.

From the information sent by the pulse, Lu Xiaoning judged that the old monk must have suffered serious internal injuries not long ago, which hurt his heart and lungs. Before the injury healed, he traveled long distances, overworked so that the old injury recurred, and his illness was fierce.It was much more serious than she expected.

"Ji Jiu, go get a spittoon, and have someone prepare hot water and cotton towels, Du Ruo, prepare silver needles." Lu Xiaoning gave orders briefly.

Ji Jiu responded and ran out.

Du Ruo hurriedly spread out the silver needle bag.

Lu Xiaoning unbuttoned the old monk's clothes, took out a long and thin silver needle and stuck it into the Tiantu acupoint accurately.

The little monk said anxiously: "Benefactor, just stick it if you say so?" He was about to step forward to stop it.

Lao Jin held him back: "Little master, please be safe and don't disturb my lady's acupuncture. If one loses her mind and pricks in the wrong place, it will be bad."

The little monk saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. Although he didn't know medical skills, he knew that the silver needle technique was extremely difficult to master. Who dares to give needles to others, this female benefactor is so young, could it be possible that she practiced silver needles as soon as she was born?can she do it
Lu Xiaoning pierced from Tiantu acupoint all the way down to Zhongwan acupoint one by one, continuously lifting, twisting and turning to stimulate the meridians.

After about a cup of tea time, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, Lu Xiaoning quickly withdrew the five needles, the old monk stared at the curtain on the top, sat up suddenly, and spat out a big mouthful of blood , Lu Xiaoning had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and took the spittoon to catch the blood spit out by the old monk.

The blood color was black and purple, with a strong fishy smell, but Lu Xiaoning didn't avoid it, and didn't even frown.

As a doctor, there is no reason to dislike patients. This is the most basic quality of a doctor.

The little monk was delighted to see his master open his eyes earlier, but when he saw his master vomit blood profusely, he panicked again.

"Benefactor, what did you do? Why does my master keep vomiting blood." The little monk asked with red eyes.

If you continue to vomit like this, you will vomit all the blood.

Just when Xiwu came, Lu Xiaoning said: "Xiwu, please get this little master out."

Quack is dead.

Xiwu came to pull the little monk without saying a word.

The little monk wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't break free when he was held by Xi Wu, and he said angrily: "I won't go, you killed my master, return my master..."

Xi Wu frowned, hit his Ya acupuncture point with a lightning strike, and dragged it out.

The old monk couldn't take care of the young monk anymore, he vomited half a spittoon of blood before recovering.

Ji Jiu wiped the old monk's face with a hot cotton handkerchief.

The old monk let out a breath slowly, and the color finally appeared on his face. He looked at Lu Xiaoning with gentle eyes, and said, "The little benefactor's silver needle technique is really good. I heard that Mr. Fufeng took a little girl as his apprentice. This little girl should be the benefactor, right?"

Unless his injury can be cured by Fufeng's nine-turn silver needle technique, or only senior brother Jiyun's Taixuan magic can repair his injured heart, which is why he rushed to Ziyun Mountain in a hurry.I really didn't expect that I met Fufeng's apprentice here, and at such a young age, he was able to perform the nine-turn silver needle technique, which is a formidable young man.

Lu Xiaoning smiled slightly: "Master, do you recognize my master?"

The old monk's expression became more pleasant: "I and your master are old friends. I haven't seen you for many years. I never thought that I would meet the old man's disciple today."

"That's really a coincidence, master, you should rest well first, oh, you can't practice martial arts within three days, this junior will prescribe a prescription for you, so that you can participate in the consecration ceremony smoothly." Lu Xiaoning was also very happy, Actually saved Master's old friend, next time I see Master, I can claim credit from Master.

The old monk nodded slightly: "Please trouble the benefactor."

Lu Xiaoning made a salute: "Don't dare to say it's troublesome. Being a doctor is what you should do to treat illnesses and save lives. This junior will prescribe prescriptions."

As soon as Lu Xiaoning and the others left, the little monk ran in, seeing that the master was fine, and burst into tears: "Master, you have frightened the disciple."

The old monk smiled wryly and said, "You, you are still so impatient, you should make a good apology to the benefactor later."

The little monk said, "Yes, Master."

(End of this chapter)