Medical skills are the means that their group of people are proud of and rely on for their livelihood.

Studying medicine is a very hard road. And they can stand out from thousands of dependents and become top imperial doctors, and the hardships and hardships are even more indescribable.

The Hawksman's illness, after so many years, is just maintaining.

His illness and weakness were brought from his mother's womb, and it is already a blessing of the Bodhisattva that such a child can be raised so big.

At the moment, it is already a sign of running out of oil and running out.

Unless it is the priest in charge of life and death who wants him to live, others are really powerless.

But this wealthy family not only confused the prince of Minzhang, but also deceived the daughter of the emperor's ninth-rate businessman, the yellow-haired girl who had not yet reached the end of the year, actually dared to stand up and question the medical skills of these people?

Jokes, it's a big joke!

Zhang Yuanzheng was also quite concerned about this, but Helian Yanran's status was special, so he could only euphemistically express his worries and those of his colleagues: "King Jue's illness is not a day's cold, and his roots and bones have already decayed seriously. Now that it has erupted, I am afraid that it cannot be cured by manpower.

The method of performing needles is too strong, but I am afraid that the king may not be able to bear it. ”

"According to what you mean, do nothing, just stare at him and wait for him to breathe?" He Miao's hand was lit again, and he said angrily in a loud voice.

Zhang Yuan was choking and coughing.

Although this is true, when He Miaoshou said this, it changed its taste, as if they were deliberately plotting to kill the king of tortoise.

In fact, anyone who has diagnosed the pulse of King Hawk should know that he is hopeless.

The skin looks good, but the inside is already a mess. Over the years, he has been hanging his half life with countless rare medicinal materials.

This day will come sooner or later.

With such a weak body, any rash move could hasten his death. The best way is really to do nothing and wait for him to live to the end.

Chu Wu, who was paying close attention to the situation, suddenly felt that his sleeves were tightened. He looked down and saw that it was Qing Fei.

She tugged on his sleeve and whispered: "On the fifth day of the first month, although I know that so many things that the imperial doctor has always agreed on cannot be fake, but somehow, I just believe that the county lord Wenxi can live our prince." ”

Chu Wu had a calm face, but he didn't have the heart to say anything, because even he himself felt so inexplicably.

"Zhang Yuanzheng," Helian Yanran used two fingers to cut the pulse of the king of the tortoise, cleaned his hands, took out the silver needle, and said, "I have already said, everything today is recorded on my head."

You can rest assured that the hospital will never be involved. ”

After speaking, she reached out and plucked the top of the king's hair, and simply landed on the Baihui acupoint with a neat needle.

There was a gasping sound all around.

This arrogant businessman's daughter really shot the king like this?

Not only that, but with each of the next stitches, Helian Yanran took the big acupuncture points and key points on the body of the king of the tortoise, and the action was so fast, but after a few breaths, the needle had been dropped.

The Imperial Doctors were all dumbfounded.

If they were still skeptical about whether Helian Yanran really knew how to heal, then at this moment, they were so shocked by this Wenxi County Lord who seemed to be omnipotent that they couldn't speak.

The swift needle technique dazzled them.

Her accuracy and strength are unheard of. Indeed, as she just said, "proficient in medical skills".

It's not just mastery, this hand needle makes it the pinnacle, and I'm afraid that no one in the world can match.

The Four Great Holy Hands were also full of praise for Helian Yanran's technique, and their eyes were even more awe-inspiring when they looked at her.

There were two dozen people in the room, but none of them spoke.

It seems that as soon as you open your mouth, you will break this incredible dream.

As everyone held their breath, the rosy on the king's face gradually faded and returned to his usual slight paleness, and at the same time, his brow gradually furrowed, as if he didn't feel very comfortable.

"The fever has subsided!, His Royal Highness has subsided!" exclaimed an imperial doctor.

Zhang Yuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to carefully confirm the temperature of the king's forehead, and the heat really subsided a lot.

He looked at Helian Yanran's gaze with horror.

From the time she gave the needle to the king of tortoiseshell to reduce fever, it was only a moment's work.

You must know that these imperial doctors are also well-informed and skillful, but none of them can treat any kind of illness to such a degree.

Such a skill, where is the proficient medical skills, it is comparable to Da Luo Jin Xian!

Helian Yanran cut the pulse of King Hawk again.

This time, the imperial doctors couldn't help but feel that they were getting closer to her, and they didn't seem to be deliberately keeping a distance from her.

After cutting the pulse, Helian Yanran said to Zhang Yuan: "There are too many people in the house, which will affect the rest of His Royal Highness King Jue."

Zhang Yuan is picking two or three to stay, and the rest will go outside and wait for the rest. ”

Then, Helian Yanran said to Qing Fei again: "Go to the quasi-Ben some well water, preferably the kind that is cold and stings your hands hurt, if you don't have it, add some ice in it."

Prepare some boiling water and keep it boiling.

Then prepare some clean white cloth, not silk silk, just a simple white cloth, prepare more, cut it to the size of a hand towel. ”

Qing Fei nodded and went down to prepare.

As soon as the county lord Wenxi made a move, the prince was relieved of the fever, and she could really save the prince's life.

With such a cognition, Qingfei naturally lets him do whatever he wants.

On the side of the imperial doctor, there is a dispute over who stays and who goes out. They are all people who practice medicine, and there is a master who has not been seen in a hundred years in front of them, and everyone wants to stay in the house to see how she is going to treat the king next, and no one will let anyone.

Seeing that a quarrel was about to start, Zhang Yuanzheng couldn't stop it.

Helian Yanran spoke: "Zhang Yuanzheng, His Royal Highness King Jue needs to rest as much as possible, and the treatment later will be very physically demanding.

If you can't decide, you might as well go outside and wait. ”

One sentence successfully quieted the arguing crowd in an instant.

Zhang Yuanzheng hurriedly ordered three obedient ones to stay, and the other imperial doctors could only walk out of the house in a huff.

After a while, Qing Fei came in and said that everything was ready.

Helian Yanran told her to bring it in.

Afterwards, Helian Yanran said to the imperial doctor and the four holy hands who remained in the house: "The next steps will require everyone's cooperation.

I'm going to pick up the needle. Every time a stitch is pulled, there will be blood beads coming out. You need to wipe the blood beads with a white cloth in turn to make sure that there is no residue on the skin of His Royal Highness, and then soak the blood-stained white cloth in cold water along with your own hands, count five counts silently in your heart, and then withdraw your hand, hover over the hot water for five more counts, and then continue to wipe it again.

There must be no mistakes or delays in this process, otherwise, you may injure yourself and the consequences are quite serious.

Do you understand?"

Several people nodded solemnly, and said in unison: "Xiaguan/Lao Yu understands, please ask the county lord/Yuan Niang to start the needle." ”