Chapter 5 Experiments
After eating, Zhang Lan took out the silver needles he bought from the drugstore and gently wiped them one by one with gauze dipped in alcohol.Mother Li Ying looked at the 3-inch-long silver needle that Zhang Lan was gently wiping, with some worry on her face: "Zhang Lan, where did you learn how to do acupuncture?"

"I've consulted a teacher for acupuncture, don't worry, mom. I'll try to make my dad eat and drink without choking and coughing. Once he can eat, he'll be fine soon." Zhang Lan was confident.

Seeing that the suspicion on his mother's face was still there, Zhang Lan put the silver needle away: "Mom, sit here and I'll prick your shoulder first. Didn't you always say your shoulder is sore? I'll prick you and you can see."

His mother, Li Ying, sat on the stool in disbelief. Zhang Lan picked up the silver needle, held her mother's shoulder with her left hand, and inserted the silver needles one by one along the acupuncture points on the shoulder. Mother Li Ying felt as if her shoulder was stung by a bee. Just as he was about to twist, Zhang Lan's voice came over: "Mom, don't move. I've already inserted the needle. If you move away from the needle, it will bleed."

"What a big deal, my shoulder feels like it's been pricked by a bee."

Zhang Lan took her mother's phone and handed it to her: "Mom, look at the phone for a while. This one is quick. Your shoulder pain is mainly due to tiredness. Leave it on for 15 minutes and it will be fine. It will be fine in a while. I'll give you the injection and you can move around and see."

Mother Li Ying took the phone and glanced at Zhang Lan dubiously: "You kid, I think you are just fooling your mother."

Zhang Lan ignored her. He knew that in his mother's eyes, he was now no more than a great dancer.Thinking of the dance master, Zhang Lan suddenly remembered that there is also Zhu Youke in traditional Chinese medicine.Since being possessed by the game system, the memories in his mind often only come to mind when he thinks about them.

When thinking of Zhu Youke, threads of thoughts emerged in Zhang Lan's mind.Zhu Youshu has been passed down from ancient times to today, and now it has basically been linked to the Qigong dance master. Zhu Youke's requirements for treating patients are that those who do not believe in Qigong, those who do not believe in Zhu You, those who doubt Zhu You doctors and Qigong masters will not be treated, and those who are reluctant will not be treated. The effect is not ideal either.Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, he is even more of a liar.

But if nothing else, the Zhu Youshu in Zhang Lan's mind is definitely not the kind of curative effect that some believers do not believe in.Recalling Zhu Youshu's various information, Zhang Lan vaguely knew what he could do to make money in recent years.

Zhang Lan herself knows that there is a very famous company in the city that uses Zhu You Shu to treat aphthous ulcers in infants and young children. Their family specializes in treating aphthous ulcers in infants and young children. They are the inheritors of the provincial intangible cultural heritage project. Zhang Lan had accompanied her aunt's cousin there before. Once, basically no medicine was used.The taboo after the treatment is completed is that you cannot meet people with specific zodiac signs for a certain period of time, which is basically about a week.

When Zhang Lan's thoughts were wandering, more than ten minutes had passed.Mother Li Ying reminded: "Is it time to remove the needle?"

"Well, just pull it out." Zhang Lan put down the phone in his hand.

While Zhang Lan was taking the needles one by one, neighbor Aunt Zhao came in from outside the house: "What are you doing?"

"Auntie, you are here!" Zhang Lan greeted.

"My shoulder has been hurting for the past two days. Zhang Lan said he knows acupuncture and can give me pricks." Within a few seconds, Zhang Lan had finished acupuncture, and his mother, Li Ying, said while moving her shoulders.

"How do you feel?" neighbor Aunt Zhao was very curious.

"Hey! Don't tell me, this pricking feels different. It's obviously much easier than before." Mother Li Ying stood up and answered while swinging her shoulders, and she also raised her arms and made several large circles.

"Sister-in-law, look, my shoulders and head were very sore yesterday when I raised my arms. This one is obviously much easier. I don't know where this kid learned it. He didn't learn it in vain." Mother Li Ying was very happy. Proudly, he said slightly proudly.

"Oh, it's true. Whenever I ask Zhang Lan to tie it up for me, my shoulder often hurts when I move. Sometimes when I shake my head, the pain in my neck is unbearable." The neighbor Aunt Zhao didn't care. "The winners are very good. They are all my nephews. How long do you have to wait? Just sit here and ask him to pierce you." Mother Li Ying pushed Aunt Zhao to sit on the bench.

"Sit here and ask your nephew to prick you right away to see if you hit the mark."

Zhang Lan was wiping the silver needle on his hand with alcohol. Before he could react, his mother had already made arrangements for him in a few words.

"What are you doing, kid? Come quickly and get a needle to give your aunt a prick." Mother Li Ying had already started calling Zhang Lan.

"Don't panic. Let me sterilize the needle first. Madam, please wait a moment." Zhang Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"It's okay, it's okay. I have nothing to do. I just came to take a look after dinner." Neighbor Aunt Zhao said with a smile, chatting with her mother Li Ying beside her.

Zhang Lan wiped the silver needles one by one and put them into the alcohol cup on the side to soak.After thinking for a moment, he took out a new pack of stainless steel needles from the table in the back room.

"The needle you just needed to be soaked for more than half an hour to sterilize, let me use this needle to prick you." Zhang Lan started to tear off the packaging as she said that.

Seeing that Zhang Lan took out a pack of unopened new needles, the neighbor Aunt Zhao quickly stood up and stopped Zhang Lan: "You kid, why are you so polite? Your aunt, I have nothing to do, half an hour is enough." When I was young, I just came to chat with your mother. What are you afraid of waiting for? Don’t waste it."

"It's okay, ma'am. These needles are stainless steel and not worth much. They are all used in hospitals. They only cost one or two cents each." Zhang Lan opened the needle pack.These were disposable stainless steel needles Zhang Lan bought from the street when she was doing an acupuncture test on herself. A box of ten packs of 100 pieces cost more than ten yuan in total.Later, Zhang Lan felt that it was effective and planned to wait until her father was discharged from the hospital for acupuncture before buying it from a drugstore on the street, so she started buying silver needles.Although it is said that silver needles and stainless steel needles have the same effect, Zhang Lan still feels that silver needles are slightly more effective. This may be because silver needles are much more expensive than stainless steel needles.

"You have such quick hands." Seeing Zhang Lan tear open the needle pack quickly, Aunt Zhao felt very embarrassed.

"It's okay, Auntie, please sit down quickly. I don't dare to tell you that your nephew has cured you today, but the care is much better than before." Zhang Lan asked Aunt Zhao to sit down on the stool and put the needle pack aside first.

"Mother, let me press it on you first to see where it hurts, and then I'll prick it for you."

"Zhong, I will do whatever you say." Aunt Zhao was very trusting.

Zhang Lan stood behind Aunt Zhao, reached out and pinched Aunt Zhao's shoulders gently a few times. As soon as she started to exert force, Aunt Zhao complained that it hurt. She pressed her shoulders and neck several times, and Zhang Lan knew what she was doing.

"Auntie, you have this old problem, and it won't be easy to deal with for a while. I'll give you a few pricks to relieve it."

"Isn't it just an old problem? Your aunt and I have been having this problem for decades, and it will be relieved every day." Aunt Zhao didn't care.

(End of this chapter)

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