Chapter 277: Ten Wells Cave Exorcises Evil Heat

Zheng Yichen held the needle in his hand, glanced at the young woman, and commanded: "You come to help, open his palm, and grasp his five fingers." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

The young woman trembled her hands, although her movements were clumsy, but she did as Zheng Yichen commanded.

The sharp tip of the needle pierced the six acupuncture points on the child's left finger in turn, such as Shaoshang, Shangyang, Zhongchong, Guan Chong, Shaochong, and Shaoze, and six jet-black blood lines rushed out and sprayed on the floor, which was shocking, including the flight attendant, and the onlookers showed unbearable looks.

At the same time, the child's face showed a look of pain, and his brow was furrowed, and he couldn't stop struggling, trying to clench his fists again.

The so-called "Ten Fingers Connect Heart", these acupuncture points, even if some old and weak patients who have stroke hemiplegia, numbness of limbs, and lack of qi and blood are stimulated, there will be obvious pain.

The child's skin is delicate, his qi and blood are sufficient, and his ability to tolerate pain is too poor, and this pain is magnified dozens of times, so it is no wonder that he struggles.

The young woman's heart trembled when she saw the black blood shooting, and her two hands were about to let go, when she heard a deafening shout: "Don't let go!" ā€

The only person who remains calm is Zheng Yichen, who empathizes with the pain of children's acupuncture, but he is unambiguous, and he is well versed in the principle of "ruthless heart" acupuncture.

The young woman hesitated, "But...... Our family is ......"

Zheng Yichen said categorically: "Continue to hold his hand for me, the treatment is not over yet!" ā€

There is no doubt between the lines, it completely suppressed the young woman's maternal nature, so that she could not give birth to the idea of resisting, and grabbed the child's fingers hard.

Zheng Yichen controlled the needle and continued to perform the same technique of stabbing and bleeding on the five fingers of the child's right hand, and six blood lines shot straight out, black blood like ink.

Zheng Yichen's hard-hearted heart aroused the indignation of the onlookers, and they were all full of anger, and scolded loudly: "Stop me, don't you see the child in so much pain?" ā€

"If you go on like this, you won't be tortured to death by illness, but you will die of pain by pricking a needle first!"

"Are you a spy? So hard-hearted. ā€

Even the flight attendant who has always supported Zheng Yichen couldn't bear to see the child being tortured like this, covering her eyes and not daring to look.

For a while, there were boos, Zheng Yichen was unmoved, did not stop, and pushed his fingers in the direction of the child's metacarpal joints to the fingertips, accelerating the speed of black blood excretion from the body.

Bloodletting is the last resort, not a last resort, Zheng Yichen will not use this extreme treatment method, he is now bent on saving the child, whether others accept it or not, whether it is good or not, whether it is good or bad, is no longer in the scope of his consideration.

Finally, everyone present clearly saw the changes brought about by this treatment, stopped scolding, stared at the child's cheeks in amazement, and let out a "huh".

When the black blood is exhausted, the child's red and hot cheeks, like a cloud of fire after nightfall, gradually fade away, and finally turn into the pink and rosy of a normal child.

In the exclamation of everyone, his expression of pain greatly decreased, his brow furrowed, and his eyes opened.

The child's eyes, black and white, very cute, look tiger-headed, dripping and spinning, looking left and right, seeing so many people around, a little flustered, after the young woman's surprised gaze, the corners of the mouth pulled up a trace of arc, and called: "Mom." ā€

As soon as the fever subsided, his consciousness immediately returned to normal, but the phlegm in his throat was still loud, making the child's voice, which should have been very sharp and loud, hoarse and low.

The onlookers, who did not understand medical skills, also saw that the child's symptoms just now were very dangerous, and they were very unimpressed with Zheng Yichen's rescue and treatment, predicting that he would definitely get into trouble, and there was nothing good to end in, and everyone was waiting to see him laugh.

Among the people present, the only person who had faith in him was the flight attendant.

Unexpectedly, in a few minutes, Zheng Yichen actually restored the consciousness of a child who had fallen into a high fever and fainting, such a medical skill is simply unheard of.

At the beginning, the person who guessed that the child was evil muttered to himself: "It is estimated that he is a spirit medium, pretending to be treated with needles, but in fact, he secretly casts a spell to exorcise the evil ghosts in the child." ā€

These people are not all small-bellied people, although a few are dissatisfied with Zheng Yichen's reprimand at the beginning, but seeing a lovely child living because of him is also secretly heartbroken.

I don't know who started first, took the lead in applauding, and when the others heard it, they were not far behind, and applauded vigorously, and the sparse applause instantly converged into a thunder that swept the entire airport, shaking people's eardrums.

"Well done, young man, I didn't think you were a doctor."

"I apologize to you for questioning you just now."

"Sure enough, people can't look good, young age, and superb medical skills, which opened my eyes."

The uncle sitting next to Zheng Yichen was as excited as a heavy jujube, like the reincarnation of Guan Gong, and shouted: "I have long seen that this kid is extraordinary, he is a postdoctoral fellow, a top student!" ā€

In fact, the reason why the child recovers so quickly is, on the one hand, Zheng Yichen's superb medical skills, and on the other hand, it also has a lot to do with his own physical characteristics.

Children are vigorous and develop rapidly, and if they are diagnosed and treated in time, the body is prone to recovery, and the rapid transmission of the disease is also a major feature.

When the young woman saw her precious son speak, she was very happy, and almost fainted, full of tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Hanhan, you finally woke up, you just ...... Scared mom. ā€

She stroked the child's ruddy face, and said to Zheng Yichen excitedly: "Doctor, thank you, thank you for curing our family Hanhan, if it weren't for you, it would be ......."

Zheng Yichen said calmly: "My treatment is not over yet, if you want to thank you, wait a minute." ā€

The young woman immediately became nervous: "Yet, hasn't it been cured yet?" Is his life still in danger? ā€

Zheng Yichen shook his head with a faint smile and said, "That's not it, he is now past the dangerous period, and the next step is just some targeted treatment." ā€

The treatment principles of convulsion are to clear heat, remove phlegm, suppress convulsions, and extinguish wind. Those who have phlegm must get rid of phlegm, those who are shocked must be shocked, those who are strong must put out the wind, and those who are hot must first relieve fever.

The child belongs to the fever, so it is necessary to give priority to antipyretic, and only after the high fever is relieved, do not start to carry out treatment such as phlegm, convulsion, and wind extinguishing.

After the acupuncture of the Fenglong acupoint to open the phlegm, the phlegm sound in the child's throat finally disappeared.

The next step is to acupuncture the Taichong acupoint to extinguish the liver and extinguish the wind, after the acupuncture of the Neiguan acupoint to calm the nerves, after a series of treatments, the child looks peaceful, closes his eyes, loosens his clenched little hand, and falls asleep in his mother's arms.

"Okay, you take the child to rest first, the heat poison in his body is only temporarily subsided, and there is a possibility of recurrence. In the future, you can't give him tonic medicine indiscriminately, since your family has so many priceless medicines that can feed a child, it is not difficult to find a wise doctor to recuperate him and expel the heat poison. ā€

The young woman listened attentively, kissed the child's face without holding her head, and was moved to tears again, and returned to her seat under Zheng Yichen's signal.

Zheng Yichen only breathed a sigh of relief at this time, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, wiped the blood from the tip of the needle, reinserted it back into the hole of the strap and put it away, and smiled apologetically at the flight attendant: "I'm sorry, in order to cure the disease, I made blood all over the place." ā€

Of course, it is impossible for the flight attendants to care about these with him, they have already brought cleaning tools, and in some special cases, they also have to act as cleaning staff on the plane, so they have also received relevant training, without saying a word, they use a mop dipped in water to clean the floor, which is less elegant and more life-like.

A few people next to him finally didn't take advantage of their tongues and prepared to do something practical, beckoning the staff to take a few more cloths to drag, one for each person, and clean with great interest.

Zheng Yichen witnessed this scene and nodded secretly, applauding their helpful behavior: "Although they squeezed me very badly at the beginning, they have a heart to help others. ā€

He had just praised these people who took the initiative to clean in his heart, and the next picture he saw made him realize that he was overestimating these people.

A few slightly younger, the finished font is surrounded by the flight attendant, while cleaning, while talking to each other, and not forgetting to peek at her bewitching body with a lustful gaze.

There were also two old men, who were close to Zheng Yichen's side under the pretext of cleaning, and hurriedly asked: "Doctor, I urinate a lot a lot on Chinese New Year's Eve in the past two years, and I have to get up four or five times a night, what medicine is good?" ā€

"Doctor, don't look at me as if I'm sixty-five years old, in terms of sexual affairs, I'm still fierce, the bad thing is that my twenty-eight-year-old wife needs too much, and I can't do it, can you help me regain my strength?"

"Soul light! It turns out that they all have other purposes, these guys are really hopeless! ā€

Zheng Yichen rolled his eyes, completely speechless, turned a deaf ear to these two attentive old men, walked straight back to his seat and sat down, leaving the two lonely with cloth drags, so lonely.

The middle-aged man's eyes were fanatical, and he greeted this triumphant young man, patted him on the shoulder and praised: "I said that I wouldn't be wrong, I didn't expect your ability to be so great, that little kid knew that he was hopeless at a glance, and you cured him in three or two clicks, it's really amazing!" ā€

The extraordinary enthusiasm of the middle-aged man made Zheng Yichen unable to resist, and he was embarrassed to turn his face, and in the face of people who praised and boasted about him, he would always lack some courage to refuse, so he could only echo a few words casually.

"Uh, ah, oh, uh......"

has a weak tone and a lifeless expression, which did not make the middle-aged people retreat from the difficulties and take the initiative to shut up, but the more they talked, the more energetic they became, and there was a tendency to seriously digress.

A chatter will not be able to pay attention to the emotions of the observers, what they care about is whether they listen to it or not, and whether the listener is happy or not is not in the category of their consideration, so this kind of person is often very annoying, just like a large number of green-headed flies have been circling in your ears, ruthlessly destroying the spirit and will.

Just as Zheng Yichen was drowsy when he listened, a dignified-looking man in his thirties wearing rimless glasses walked up to him and took the initiative to shake hands with him: "Hello, my name is Zhong Chenglong, I am a reporter, can I give you an interview?" ā€