Chapter 29
There are fragments in the mind, and the last years are hard.

I have a splitting headache all day and can't sleep all day.

I don't know how the old man couldn't hold on.

Because of insomnia, the physical condition plummeted.

And because the age is really old, already more than 80 years old.

I can't do any major surgery, and my physical indicators don't allow it.

So it dragged on until the person fell into a coma, and a death notice was issued.

After understanding all the situation, Si Tian frowned.

She had never encountered such a disease before, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

After all, acupuncture is not as intuitive as western medicine.

Seeing that the little girl didn't speak, Butler Zhong thought that she couldn't cure her, so she didn't want to waste any more time.

"Doctor Si Tian, ​​if you can't..."

"Butler Zhong, I think..."

The two spoke at the same time, and then Steward Zhong was taken aback.

"Doctor Si Tian, ​​please speak if you have something to say."

Si Tian could imagine what he wanted to say in the dialogue.

It's nothing more than distrusting myself and thinking that I can't cure it, after all, my age is there.

But she doesn't care, as long as the money is given.

"Butler Zhong, I have a method to try here. Although I know that you may have invited Chinese medicine and acupuncture, mine is not the same as theirs."

Si Tian didn't say exactly how it was different.

But after she took out the golden needle in her bag, Butler Zhong suddenly felt as if she saw hope.

The order given by the master is that the old man must live for a few more days no matter what.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep since receiving the order.

I have searched for hundreds of doctors, both Chinese and Western medicine, but now there is nothing to find.

Butler Zhong was overjoyed to meet a treasure in the end.

But it didn't show on the surface, with a serious look on his face.

"Okay, then please treat my old man."

Speaking of this, Si Tian raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Looking at each other with beautiful eyes.

Butler Zhong was very puzzled, "You...do you have anything else to do?"

"Butler Zhong, the ugly words are up front, if I can really make the old man live a few more days, then you have to pay my reward immediately..."

Hearing this, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched.

Who needs money for someone who can see a doctor for his old man.

Being the savior of the Qi family, relying on this relationship, let alone in Haishi, the entire Liao Province, if you have any problems that cannot be solved, the Qi family will help.

But the girl in front of me...is a bit interesting.

"Just money?"

"Yes, acupuncture is not enough once, it needs five consecutive days, and of course it must be accompanied by the prescription I prescribed.

If it works today, you have to pay me part of it in advance, so I feel at ease. "

Doing business has to look like a business.

The more you can communicate your needs with people in this extended family, the happier they will be.

Money is what they need most.

There is no need to owe any favors to things that can be solved with money, who doesn't want it?

"You've thought about it."

"Think about it, I just need money, my child is about to be born, I just hope her life can be a little better."

After saying that, Si Tian walked aside, took the alcohol and began to disinfect the golden needles.

Then, according to the needle method in memory, he started to move the needle on the old man's head.

Walking needle is a very ancient needle method in golden needle.

Because the disease is difficult to treat and it is located in the brain, the ancients studied the needling method after many years of experiments and efforts of several generations in order to relieve head diseases.

At that time, her teacher's family ancestor also participated in the research.

It has been handed down for many years, and the Chinese medicine practitioners who participated in it died or died, or the acupuncture methods were not completely lost.

Only the teacher's family has kept the complete stitches.

And this acupuncture method is used as a family secret technique, which is only passed on to the descendants of the direct line of the clan, and not passed on to the males but not the females.

Because the teacher has no children, and she is the teacher's most proud closed disciple, so he passed the needle to her, at least to maintain the inheritance.

Of course, she had never encountered such a case in her previous life that only needed to extend her life, so she hadn't been able to use this acupuncture method.

However, she has long memorized the use of acupuncture.

Butler Zhong stood quietly at the side, watching the little girl stab the old man's head with precision and skill.

The needlework is a bit messy, but it seems to be a little tricky.

He has also invited many Chinese medicine practitioners, and he has seen a lot of acupuncture and moxibustion, but he has never seen this acupuncture method.

It seems that the little girl can be so calm, there is a reason for her calmness.

Here, Si Tian has been working hard to move the needle.

Needlework is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and she is still pregnant. In order to accurately find the position of the front and back of the brain, she needs to stand.

It is indeed a bit unbearable.

At this time, there was already a lot of sweat on the forehead.

Butler Zhong originally wanted to call a female nanny over, but he was afraid that Si Tian's acupuncture techniques would not be passed on to the outside world, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from Si Tian's forehead.

Fortunately, the sweat didn't flow into the eyes, Si Tian smiled gratefully, but didn't look up.

About an hour and a half later, Si Tian almost collapsed to the ground when he put away the last golden needle.

Butler Zhong reacted quickly, stepped forward in two big strides, and helped the man sit aside to rest.

And order others to go and order water and refreshments.

"Thank you, doctor."

"It's nothing to pay for seeing a doctor, and you don't owe anything."

After waiting for a long time, Si Tian replied angrily.

But when his eyes turned to the old man, they were full of excitement and surprise.

It turned out that what the teacher told her was true.

Needlework is really a powerful set of stitches.

People in the family have studied for so many years and found that the needle can be used not only on the head, but also in other places.

However, because the disease is complicated, it also needs to cooperate with the prescription and massage.

Of course, there are also disadvantages, and it is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Thinking of this, Si Tian lowered his eyes.

"Butler Zhong, please take the pen and paper, I will write the prescription."

Butler Zhong nodded, and immediately turned around to take the pen and paper from the table beside him.

Si Tian took the pen and paper, several prescriptions flashed through his mind, and finally he chose a powerful one.

After all, they just want the patient to live a few more days.

The pen fell on the paper, a pair of beautiful lowercase letters with hairpin flowers.

Most Chinese medicine practitioners like to write cursive script, but very few people write Zanhua Xiaokai.

However, she only likes hairpin lowercase script.

The teacher always laughs at her, and you can also write hairpin lowercase. After reading the font, you will know that you are a female Chinese medicine doctor and easy to get along with.

But when Butler Zhong saw the words on the paper, he felt that he had really misread the words.

A 19-year-old girl who looks as beautiful as a fairy, but really has powerful medical skills.

"Butler Zhong, this medicine must be drunk by the patient no matter what. Three bowls of water are boiled in one bowl of water, three times a day."

"Three times? Is this...the dosage..."

"The dose is not enough, how can he wake up?"

"Can you wake up? You mean, my old man can wake up."

Not only can you live, but you can wake up!

Butler Zhong was so excited that he was almost incoherent.

"Yes, you can wake up, but not today, probably tomorrow."

 The author has something to say: ahem...some things in the article are created by the author and do not exist.

  Don't be too particular, don't be too particular, it's all for the sake of writing!

  Babies, please let me go, please caress!

  Ask for a ticket!Meh! !

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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