A famous doctor who loves his wife beyond measure

Chapter 55
Everyone stared at him, and it was Uncle Nan who was speaking. Uncle Nan was warm and cheerful, and he often helped his neighbors. He was very popular in Suxi Village. When he heard that his son Nan Zhongyi was ill, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Worried, they turned their earnest eyes to Xiaoman and Qingwan.

Hearing the words, Geng Langzhong immediately regained his spirits, shook his goatee, and bumped Geng Xiaoman with his elbow, implying that this is a good opportunity to save face, "Okay, I, Geng Langzhong, want to see, you Su Qingwan or my Xiaoman, who is more skilled? Good daughter, show them a hand!"

Geng Xiaoman naturally understood her father's thoughts, nodded at Geng Langzhong, turned to Su Qingwan, and said vigorously, "Compared to poison, I, Geng Xiaoman, are inferior to others, but I may not lose to you in curing diseases! In the second round, we will compete again."

Su Qingwan glanced at the competitive Geng Langzhong and Geng Xiaoman, and shook her head slightly. What she cared more about was the poor child. Uncle Nan was kind and he often helped Su Qingwan in the past. For Su Qingwan, dripping water The kindness should be repaid by the spring, and Uncle Nan is her benefactor.

"Uncle, quickly bring Nan Zhongyi, I'll see what's going on." Su Qingwan said to Uncle Nan kindly.

"Hey." Uncle Nan responded, hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd, left the small courtyard, and went home to find Nan Zhongyi.

Everyone waited for a while, and saw that the fence gate was pushed open. Uncle Nan and Aunt Nan, one on the left and the other on the right, walked into the courtyard with the thin and thin Nan Zhongyi. The faces of the two couples were full of worries.

Su Qingwan took a closer look, and saw that Nan Zhongyi was much thinner than before. His originally strong body was now skinny. Slowly, with a sluggish face, dull eyes, unresponsive, deep sunken eye sockets, and two bruises under his eyes, obviously he hasn't slept well these days.

"I don't know what's wrong with this child. He used to love to talk and laugh. After returning from the county town half a month ago, he suddenly became silent. He could lie in bed for a whole day without eating or sleeping. , yes...it was staying up all night and all night, keeping my eyes open until dawn."

Su Qingwan's heart skipped a beat, and she felt insomnia... This is a very serious insomnia, and she doesn't have any energy, it really looks like she's bewitched.

"How can you be so thin?" Geng Xiaoman quickly grabbed Nan Zhongyi's weak wrist like a chicken's claw, felt his pulse, frowned after a while, and murmured, "Is he not sick? There is no obvious weakness in his body." The disease is just a little weak."

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then Geng Xiaoman took out the needle bag he was carrying with him, and quickly pierced into a few acupuncture points on Nan Zhongyi's body like lightning. It was fast and accurate, so everyone couldn't help raising hope, their eyes widened, and they waited to see Nan Zhongyi get better.

Unexpectedly, a few needles were inserted, and after waiting for half a cup of tea, Nan Zhongyi still had a dull expression, his eyes were like dead fish eyes, staring at the ground blankly, there was no improvement in the slightest, and there was no response to calling him.

"I'm afraid he has something to worry about and he's depressed. I'll prescribe some prescriptions for strengthening his body, relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation." Geng Xiaoman also had a headache. Facing the earnest eyes of the patient's family, That's all I have to say.

"But...why my son still doesn't speak?" Aunt Nan wiped her tears anxiously, her eyes were bright red, clearly showing the torment of these days.

"This..." Geng Xiaoman was also a little dazed, and scratched his head in embarrassment. She had never seen such a weird illness.

While the two were talking, Su Qingwan walked in front of Nan Zhongyi calmly, pinched both sides of the base of the patient's middle finger with her thumb and second thumb, and if as expected, there was a strong throbbing feeling, Su Qingwan immediately understood, A confident indifference appeared on his face.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at Su Qingwan's peculiar gesture with surprise. Is this also a pulse diagnosis?How can a doctor pinch his fingers instead of pressing his wrist for pulse diagnosis?
Su Qingwan's eyes deepened, she turned to the crowd lightly and said, "This is caused by external evil."

"External, external evil? Can it be cured or not..." Aunt Nan saw Su Qingwanniang's determination, she couldn't help feeling a little hopeful, she hurriedly turned to Su Qingwan, and said, "Qingwan, I got this strange disease since I was loyal. He Zhongyi and his father have gone to the temple to burn incense and petition several times, but...there is no improvement..."

"Burning incense is of course useless. Aunt Nan, Uncle Nan, don't worry, I have my own ideas." Su Qingwan smiled softly at them and said calmly, "Everyone, wait."

After finishing speaking, Su Qingwan turned around and entered the room, and when she came out, she already had an extra set of needles in her hand, she gently shook it open, and inside were thirteen silver needles, ranging in length from one inch to five inches, glowing faintly. Cold light.This set of treasures was picked up by Su Qingwan at a glance when she was visiting the county town. It was hidden at home and had not been used yet, but it just happened to come in handy now.

Using this set of needles to perform the thirteen needles of the ghost gate must be more effective with half the effort.

The Thirteen Acupunctures of the Ghost Gate, from ancient times, was designed to cure all kinds of evils and madness. From the perspective of modern medicine, Su Qingwan refers to depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, schizophrenia and other mental diseases. The meridian makes the whole body's Qi and blood run normally, and then adjusts the brain's nerve function. Compared with medicine, it not only has no toxic side effects, but also has quick results and never relapses. It is indeed one of the great treasures of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine.

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Su Qingwan walked up to Nan Zhongyi slowly, stood still, raised a silver needle, said in her mouth "one needle stops in the ghost palace", and stabbed at the person in the middle.

Nan Zhongyi was shocked violently, his dull eyes suddenly opened wide!
Everyone exclaimed, but Su Qingwan remained unmoved. The second needle pierced the Shaoshang acupoint on the outer side of the thumb, and then, like lightning, the remaining eleven silver needles pierced Nan Zhongyi's body respectively. Corresponding to acupoints.

Until Su Qingwan squeezed Nan Zhongyi's mouth open, exhaled softly, and inserted the last needle into the bottom of his tongue, Nan Zhongyi made a strange sound, his thin body shook violently, and his dull and lifeless face gradually became vivid. When he got up, his eyes instantly brightened, and his former active look was restored.

"Hiss, there is a reaction, what's going on? Is this all right?" Everyone gasped and speculated.

Rolling his eyes, Nan Zhongyi actually opened his mouth and shouted, "Mother! Father!"

"Loyalty! Loyalty, you can talk now! I am mother, child!" Aunt Nan rushed over excitedly, hugging her son in her arms, with tears streaming down her red eyes, she patted Nan Zhongyi's head , broke down in tears, "It's alright, son, you're finally healed, I'm so anxious!"

"Zhongyi, good boy, you're back, that's great!" Uncle Nan stood aside, his rough palms covering his dark face, and couldn't help crying.

(End of this chapter)