C4 Acupuncture

At this moment, there were already a lot of people gathered outside the room. Whether it was the patients, nurses, or doctors, when they heard that someone had gotten into an argument with the vice principal, their hearts were all moved. Whether it was those who supported Liu Minggang or opposed him, they all ran outside the room and peeked their heads out.

"Hmph, if you don't have the ability, don't make a fool of yourself here. How dare you, brat, criticize me for my diagnosis? "You really overestimate yourself." Liu Minggang saw that Ye Zhiqiu did not make a move, and he thought that Ye Zhiqiu was afraid of him, so he mocked him.

Ye Zhiqiu looked around and said, "I need disinfectant."

Before Liu Minggang could say anything, the sound of footsteps came from outside. Moments later, nurse ran in with a piece of alcohol cotton in his hand. He passed it to Ye Zhiqiu and smiled at him.

Ye Zhiqiu also smiled and said, "Thank you." He turned around and said to the middle-aged man, "Take off your shirt and roll up your pants."

Even though it was late autumn, most of the houses in the north were heated. It was like an air-conditioned hospital, so they were not afraid of the cold. The middle-aged man responded and quickly took off his clothes.

Ye Zhiqiu rubbed the silver needle with a disinfectant cotton wool and reminded, "Don't move. It will only take a moment." After saying that, Ye Zhiqiu's expression became serious and his palm instantly swung out.

In a few moments, the needle was raised or pierced, deep and shallow, stabbing back and forth more than thirty times in the three spots of the sun, the lower level, and the cheek car.

Everyone saw that the palm of his hand was incredibly steady, and a kind of bearing was faintly discernable. Moreover, these three acupuncture points were all at the head, especially at the temple, where the attacks were slightly heavier, which would cause the opponent to sink to the grave. Thus, this set of acupuncture needles required an extremely high level of skill.

The crowd of spectators all shouted, "Good!"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the right hand of the patient. His hand moved and pierced the patient again. This time, the acupuncture point was called He Gu's Acupoint. This Acupoint was not a big one, so it was easier to prick it.

After piercing through a few spots, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly squatted down and asked: "Do you usually have symptoms of chills?"

The middle-aged man nodded, and Ye Zhiqiu understood what he meant. He changed his hand, and the silver needle in his hand pierced one third of Zusanli acupoint. Ye Zhiqiu breathed in lightly, and then twisted lightly, and only one third of the needle went down.

After nine consecutive times, the patient let out a long exhale, only then did he feel a warm air flowing through his legs, as though his usual chills had recovered significantly. He could not help but moan in pain, but seeing that there were many people watching at the door, his face flushed red and he suppressed the sound of his voice.

"Breathe steadily" Ye Zhiqiu's feet moved. Facing the three yin meridians, he once again used the Burning Mountain Flame technique and stabbed thirty times in a row.

The people outside all stared at the silver needles in Ye Zhiqiu's hand in a daze. They had never seen such a technique before, let alone the ones they had never seen before.

Ye Zhiqiu stood up, dispelled the poison in the needle and put it back before asking, "How do you feel?"

The patient touched his face, then looked at Ye Zhiqiu with reverence and said, "Thank you doctor, thank you doctor, I feel like my face has been pressed by a hot towel, and I feel like my chills have completely healed. Truly a genius doctor."

Seeing that there were many people at the entrance praising Ye Zhiqiu's needlework, he thought to himself that if so many people were to find out that he had made a mistake and refused to admit it, then even if the dean were to leave, he would not be able to do so. He might as well find a way out of this predicament.

Thinking about this, Liu Minggang laughed, walked towards Ye Zhiqiu and said, "Young man, your needlework is very handsome, even I admire you. I apologize for what I just said, but I am also anxious, so it is hard to avoid too much talking. I hope young friend doesn't mind."

Saying that, Liu Minggang reached out his right hand, wanting to pat Ye Zhiqiu on the shoulder.

"Apologize? Ye Zhiqiu's face was full of contempt. Of course, he could tell that this old man wanted to find a way to beat him, but he refused. If he gave it to you, you wouldn't accept it.

"You! How can you say that? What kind of attitude is this!? " Liu Minggang was so angry that his face turned red. This bastard, couldn't he see that he was looking for a way out?

"What attitude?" What attitude do you need? What do you think you are? Ye Zhiqiu sneered. He hated people who relied on their seniority the most. If he was wrong, he wouldn't repent and would only beg if someone forced him into the coffin.

"…" Liu Minggang was so angry that he vomited blood, yet he couldn't find a reason to refute.

"Why should I be polite to you? For your sake, do you want the patient to suffer? As a doctor, the first thing you think of is not the patient. Then, I advise you to take off your white robe so that it won't be tainted," Ye Zhiqiu said coldly.

Many doctors who only thought about money and power had long since lost their most basic medical ethics. It was precisely this kind of person that tarnished this profession.

Liu Minggang was even more furious. He pointed at Ye Zhiqiu but was unable to say anything. After a long while, he said, "Just you wait, just you wait!"

At this time, a person pushed his way through the crowd and walked in front of Ye Zhiqiu. He smiled and said gently, "Hurry up and report to the Chinese Medical Department. Don't let them get impatient."

The person who appeared was Dean Hua Yuanqing, he was old and was about to leave home, and there were many people in the hospital who supported Liu Minggang. He knew that the other party's character was not good, but he could do nothing about it.

"Yes, thank you dean." Ye Zhiqiu changed his expression and replied with a smile.

"Don't be so polite, just call me Grandpa Hua. I think very highly of you. You must do your best." Hua Yunqing patted Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder and led him out.

Liu Minggang slammed the wooden door shut and said in a cold voice, "Hua Yuanqing, you have to be proud for a while. Wait until your position is in my hands, then you won't be able to live, you won't be able to beg for death."

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu walk out, a young nurse suddenly ran out from the crowd and said, "Doctor, my hands and feet are cold all the time, can you take a look for me?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Yes, this is because your meridians are not working well and can be solved with a simple massage. I'll tell you where the acupuncture points are and you can continue to massage on your own. It will only take a few months."

With that, Ye Zhiqiu told nurse about the locations of the three acupuncture points, Yongquan, Lao Gong and Tai Xi. Seeing that everyone was eager to give it a try, Ye Zhiqiu knew that if he didn't leave now, he would be surrounded and hurriedly left.

After a moment, Ye Zhiqiu entered the Chinese Medical Department. He took a deep breath and looked at the quaint architecture of the Chinese Style, a sense of familiarity arose in his heart. The air was filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and Ye Zhiqiu smiled as he walked towards Wang Mingzhe's office.

When he walked to the front of the room, he realized that Wang Mingzhe was treating a patient.

Ye Zhiqiu knocked on the door. He only walked in after hearing the sound of a person inviting him in.

Wang Mingzhe was a middle-aged man, about forty-three to forty-four years old. He had a beard and looked very loyal. When he heard Ye Zhiqiu walk in, he handed the prescription to the patient in front of him. After giving him a few instructions, he said to Ye Zhiqiu, "The dean has instructed me to arrange an assistant. I assume it's you.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded his head. As the patient walked past him, he turned around and glanced at the prescription, and found that a few of the expensive medicinal ingredients had already been replaced with cheap ones. In his heart, he had a better understanding of Wang Mingzhe and knew that he was a kind-hearted Chinese doctor.

"En, follow me then. How much you can learn depends on your ability." Wang Mingzhe smiled, poured two cups of tea and handed one cup to Ye Zhiqiu.

At this moment, a girl's voice was heard from outside.

"Wow, that little handsome guy was so handsome. I've never seen such a handsome man when it comes to acupuncture and moxibustion. He's so young, ah!" I feel like my heart is going to melt. "

"You're just a narcissistic person, wipe your saliva away. Don't let it flow down. You really make people laugh!"

"Hey, Lee Tiantian, weren't you enjoying the show just now?" He even went up to ask her how to treat the cold in her hands and feet, and now he's saying I'm crazy!?

"What do you know? That move of his seems to be an ancient burning technique. Not many people know about it now!"

The two of them talked as they walked. After a moment, they could no longer hear anything. It seemed like they had grabbed the medicine at the pharmacy.

"Burn the mountain fire?" Wang Mingzhe's eyes lit up and he quickly ran outside. Ye Zhiqiu smiled helplessly. He picked up the cup and took a sip. A sweet fragrance came from the tea. It was very good tea.

After a moment, Wang Mingzhe led a girl back. As they walked, he asked: "The person you mentioned earlier that knows how to burn mountains, where is he now? I want to see him. "

"I saw that he also went to the Chinese Medical Department, but I don't know where he is going now …" The voice was clear, like the chirping of an oriole. It sounded extremely young, only seventeen or eighteen years old.

The two walked closer and closer. Ye Zhiqiu knew that he couldn't dodge anymore, so he stood up.

"Ah!" "You're actually here!" A surprised scream came from the girl and Ye Zhiqiu's eyes lit up.