Twenty-ninth needle

  After Meng Fanlong finished speaking, Zhao Yang didn't say another word. Su Qun couldn't help but say: "Zhao Shen Yi, let's start treating Xue Hui now!"

  Zhao Yang nodded and walked into the house.

  To bring Meng Xuehui here, in addition to Meng Fanlong, Su Qun and Cao Huaxiang, there was also a doctor in his 40s and four female nurses accompanying him. At this time, the doctor asked: "Mr. Zhao, where are we treating?"

  "Put it there!" Zhao Yang pointed to the place where the sickbed was and said.

  Cao Huaxiang stretched out to intercept the doctor, not allowing him to say anything else. Last time his leg was also treated in the yard, Zhao Yang seemed to have no requirements for the venue when seeing a patient.

  Zhao Yang estimated that the black line entangled with Meng Xuehui's kidney gas in the Blood Gas Mirror should be a manifestation of poisoning! So this time he used that package of Yang Zuo's golden needles. Although ancient silver needles have been treated by doctors, they still contain impurities and may be contaminated.

  Zhao Yang took out a 15-16 cm long golden needle. The doctor walked to his right rear and asked, "Do you need my help?"

  Zhao Yang handed the needle package to him and then said to the four female nurses: "Turn him over!"

  That doctor, though only in his early forties, was already the chief physician of neurosurgery at the 192nd Hospital of the Yellow Sea Liberation Army. Except for when he first started working, it had always been others who handed him various instruments; when did it become his turn to assist? But he indeed had some composure, and after taking the package of needles, he quickly glanced over them and handed Zhao Yang the suitable needle just in time.

  The silver needle in Zhao Yang's hand was about fifteen or sixteen centimeters long, but the needle body was as thin as a cow hair. The shorter the acupuncture needle, the better it is to grasp. If others use this kind of needle, they will generally pinch it at the lower end and insert it little by little. But Zhao Yang didn't do that. He used the "Zengyuan method" and with one breath, he attached his energy from the Dan Tian through his arm and fingers to the surface of the needle. As a result, even the slightest tremble of this needle was clear in his mind!

  Zhao Yang lifted up Meng Xuehui's clothes, turned his wrist, and formed a tiny rotating "qi" Taiji at the needle tip. Without using his hand to confirm the position of the acupoint, he directly inserted the golden needle! When it was inserted about two centimeters in, the needle body bent, and Meng Xuehui's body automatically reacted! Zhao Yang's arm didn't move, and with a slight turn of the needle-holding hand, the golden needle continued to insert into the body as if it were entering soft mud. It stopped only when the needle body had entered about two-thirds of the way in.

  The doctor looked at Zhao Yang, ready to hand over the suitable needle at any time, but after Zhao Yang finished one needle, he stopped his hand and didn't mean to continue with the next needle. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

  But he didn't know that Zhao Yang was familiar with Meng Xuehui's body and the flow of qi in his blood vessels! The acupoints chosen by Zhao Yang were exactly where the various meridians intersected with the kidneys! And the golden needle was like a banner, indicating the direction of the flow of "qi" throughout Meng Xuehui's body. Then, under the subtle rotation of the "qi" at the tip of the needle, it gradually converged and gathered together!

  Su Chu's heart skipped a beat when she saw Zhao Yang take out such a long golden needle, and as he pierced the needle, she covered her mouth with one hand, afraid of shouting out loud. It wasn't until Zhao Yang moved his hand away that her suspended heart finally put down.

  But her heart had just calmed down and was lifted again! Meng Xuehui's body suddenly shook violently, and the amplitude became larger and larger. In the end, even the stretcher bed was moving with it! She looked at Zhao Yang with a frightened face, "Zhao Shenyi, Xuehui, he...".

  The doctor stared at Meng Xuehui without blinking, and in his eyes, Meng Xuehui's waist seemed to be bulging! Coupled with Meng Guanghong's current intense **, a bad idea appeared in his mind: Could the golden needle have pierced Meng Xuehui's internal organs and caused bleeding?

  Meng Fanlong was both shocked and furious, his eyes blazing like a raging lion as he stared at Zhao Yang. Was this guy trying to harm his grandson?!

  Here is the translation:

  Inside, only Cao Huaxiang was relatively calm. He remembered when Zhao Yang treated his illness and the first strike landed on his back, which made him almost pass out from pain! He understood Meng Fanglong well enough that with one look at his expression, he quickly stopped him from reaching into his pocket, then sternly looked at him, fearing that in his concern, he would make an excessive reaction. At that point, it didn't matter if Zhao Yang would continue treating him or not; at the very least, their future good karma was undoubtedly broken!

  Meng Fanlong was pulled back to his senses, and it was impossible for Cao Huaxiang to harm him! Then, under Cao Huaxiang's indication, he looked at Zhao Yang who was standing quietly like a pine tree, and the anger from just now suddenly disappeared without a trace!

  At this time, Zhao Yang looked up and glanced at Meng Fanglong. The eyes of the old general who had been through the battlefields and walked out of the bloody rainstorm actually flashed with a hint of shyness!

  "Turn his body over!"

  The four nurses were all very experienced and immediately took action to turn Meng Xuehui's body over, making his back face Zhao Yang.

  Meng Xuehui's body turned sideways, and the two nurses facing him were stunned for a moment before looking up at Zhao Yang.

  "Take off his pants!"

  Two nurses, one of whom put her hand under Meng Xuehui's waist and lifted him up, while the other quickly pulled down his pants along with his underwear. With the restraints removed, Meng Xuehui's extremely engorged lower body was exposed to the air!

  Su Qun, although Meng Xuehui's mother, hastily shifted her gaze and asked in confusion: "Zhao Shen Yi, who is this?"

  At this time, Sun Zhenxiang heard that there was an ambulance coming to find Zhao Yang, and she didn't feel at ease either, so she also came to the orchard.

  Zhao Yang looked at Su Qun, who was well-maintained but had always been pampered and indulged. Standing outside for just a moment made her sweat nonstop. Moreover, this scene wasn't suitable for her to stay in, so he said to Sun Zhenxiang: "Mom, take Auntie inside to sit for a while!"

  Sun Zhenxiang saw Zhao Yang's calm expression, and also saw Su Qun's gentle eyes and warm face, so she was half relieved. She said to Su Qun: "Big sister, there is Yangyang watching here, you can't help with anything, just follow me back to the room and wait!"

  After they entered the house, the doctor asked in a low voice again: "Mr. Zhao, will you continue with acupuncture?"

  In recent years, traditional Chinese medicine has gradually gained recognition. He also had some understanding of certain medical methods in traditional Chinese medicine, such as acupuncture, which generally involves at least a dozen or so needles, and sometimes even dozens!

  But Zhao Yang shook his head and stared at the golden needle. They didn't know that Zhao Yang was closely observing Meng Xuehui's blood flow with Jinghu technique!

  That doctor saw Zhao Yang refuse, and could only follow the gaze to the only needle. Here, Zhao Yang was the chief physician! But after careful observation, he also discovered that the golden needle was indeed a bit magical: the tail of the golden needle not only vibrated at high frequency, but the body of the needle was also automatically rotating!

  At this time, Meng Xuehui's ** had stopped, and his waist had returned to its normal state.

  But the two nurses standing in front of Meng Xuehui looked like they wanted to say something but hesitated, and in this short moment, his lower body swelled up another notch, and the mushroom head also turned a dark purple color!

  Cao Huaxiang saw Meng Fanlong's face turn red with anxiety and said: "Zhao Yang..."

  Zhao Yang raised his hand and said, "Don't speak!"

  Cao Huaxiang hastily stopped talking and grasped Meng Fanlong's hand, signaling him to be patient.

  After about twenty minutes, Zhao Yang let out a sigh of relief. Meng Fanglong had been holding his breath to the extreme and hastily asked: "How is it? How is it?"

  Mrs. Su rushed out anxiously and asked repeatedly: "How's my son? Is he all right?"

  Zhao Yang pointed at Meng Xuehui's lower body and said: "Look!"

  Only then did Meng Xuehui's lower body start to slowly seep out a greenish-blue liquid, followed by black blood clots!

  Su Juan looked at him and said palely: "This is...this is...what's wrong with my son?"

  Zhao Yang had determined from the start that Meng Xuehui's condition was poisoning, and now it seems that is indeed the case!

  There are countless poisons in the world, and Zhao Yang didn't dare to randomly concoct an antidote without knowing the formula. However, he could mobilize Meng Xuehui's qi and blood to clear the toxins out of his body! This method is similar to using internal energy to force out poison for someone else, but different from it, Zhao Yang's method was more efficient and thorough!

  Since it was confirmed that Meng Xuehui was poisoned, whether he accidentally ingested something or was poisoned by someone else, especially the latter being more likely, Zhao Yang would definitely not want to get involved in this trouble, so he said nothing!

  But he didn't say that, and it doesn't mean that old guys like Meng Fanlong can't see through him. He said with a serious face: "Xiao Jin, collect these things!"

  Meng Fanlong's "Little Jin" was the doctor himself, who agreed and quickly took out a paper cup to let a nurse collect these.

  An hour later, the toxins in Meng Xuehui's body were finally eliminated. Zhao Yang slowly pulled out the golden needle, and immediately afterwards, Meng Xuehui also opened his eyes!

  P.S: There should be another chapter, but it's really late this time! You can read it tomorrow too~