Chapter 3: The Shaking Silver Needle
"What? Is there really such a disease? ”
Li Daqing exclaimed, he also thought that Hua Bing was very childish just now, but Han Guangping, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, personally came forward to determine that there was this disease called migraine, so he had to believe it.
"Yes, it does." Han Guangping nodded affirmatively.
"Since it's a migraine, why does Xiaobing say it's a genetic disease?" Li Daqing was a little puzzled and hurriedly asked.
Han Guangping didn't say anything this time, but looked at Hua Bing embarrassedly, obviously, he didn't know why Hua Bing said that this migraine was a genetic disease.
Seeing Han Guangping's appearance, Hua Bing smiled faintly: "Cao Cao killed Hua Tuo in anger because Hua Tuo did not cure his migraines, but he didn't expect his beloved son Cao Chong to also have this disease, and later died." As for whether this story is true or not, we can't verify it, but it proves that this migraine is indeed a genetic disease, and it is also recorded in the "Huatuo Medical Sutra". ”
"Hua Tuo Medical Scripture?!" Han Guangping shouted, his face full of incredulity, "Have you read "Huatuo Medical Scripture"? ”
"That's right, I've seen it, and I can memorize it." Hua Bing said with a bit of a stinky look.
"You kid are bragging, aren't you? Although I studied Western medicine, I also know that the Huatuo Medical Scripture was lost hundreds of years ago, and you actually said that you can memorize it, don't be kidding. Liu Tao sneered, his eyes full of crumbs of no/one/book/reading/novel.
As the most comprehensive medical book in history, the value of "Hua Tuo Medical Classic" is even far greater than that of Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica", which is something that every Chinese doctor knows, but this medical book has long been lost for hundreds of years, and Liu Tao certainly will not know it, so this once again became his weapon to attack the Chinese soldiers.
"Believe it or not, you have a woolen relationship with me." Hua Bing has begun to get used to this vice president who suddenly jumped out to hit him.
Hua Bing didn't bother to explain, which naturally attracted the distrustful expressions of the experts, and even Han Guangping was a little puzzled by what he said, but there was one person present who was convinced of Hua Bing, and this person was Dean Li Daqing, because when he thought of Hua Bing's master and his life experience, he could be sure that Hua Bing was not lying.
The ward was silent again, and no one was ready to say anything, just staring back and forth at Hua Bing.
"Hua Bing, let me ask you, can this disease be cured?" In the end, it was Lin Haicheng who took the lead in speaking, after all, he was very concerned about his daughter's safety.
"Of course it can be cured, if it can't be cured, why should I say it." Hua Bing said confidently.
"Then please ask Dr. Hua to help my daughter treat her illness quickly!" Lin Haicheng hurriedly said.
His tone was not as strong as before, and his address to Hua Bing had also changed to Doctor Hua, and unconsciously, he seemed to be infected by Hua Bing's self-confidence, and he couldn't help but want to believe him.
"Mr. Lin, you can't believe this kid so hastily, regardless of whether what he said is true or not, just because of his age, he doesn't look like a person who knows Chinese medicine, those who really have the level of Chinese medicine, which one is not an old man with rich experience?" Liu Tao hurriedly came out to speak, as if he was afraid that Lin Haicheng would be deceived by him.
"I don't believe him, do you believe you? I didn't even know what the disease was for two days, so why should I continue to wait for you to continue researching? Lin Haicheng said angrily.
"This ......" Liu Tao couldn't say a word when he asked.
Liu Tao hit Hua Bing so obviously, a large part of the relationship is because he is the person Li Daqing found, and almost the whole hospital knows about the disagreement between him and Li Daqing, and as the largest sponsor of the hospital, how could Lin Haicheng not know?
In Lin Haicheng's opinion, a large part of the reason why Liu Tao said this was that he was afraid that Hua Bing would really cure his daughter and rob him of all the credit.
Although what Liu Tao said also has some truth, this Hua Bing is indeed too young and doesn't want to be a master of Chinese medicine at all, but Lin Haicheng has no choice, and now he can only choose to let Hua Bing give it a try.
Looking at Hua Bing, Lin Haicheng asked with some concern: "Doctor Hua, do you really want to split your head to treat this migraine?" ”
"Huh? Of course not, it's all written in fiction. ”
Hua Bing was made to laugh helplessly by him, and then said: "This disease can be treated with acupuncture and traditional Chinese medicine." ”
"Great, then I'm relieved, I don't know when I can start treatment?" Lin Hai breathed a sigh of air.
"It's okay now, Grandpa Li, please help me bring the medicine box, my silver needles are all in it." Hua Bing said to Li Daqing.
After a while, Li Daqing took Hua Bing's medicine box and put it on the table at the head of the hospital bed.
After Hua Bing opened the medicine box, he took out a roll of silver needles wrapped in leather, judging from the old appearance of the leather, this set of silver needles was obviously a particularly ancient thing, revealing a sense of vicissitudes from the inside out.
Stretching out two fingers and gently twisting a silver needle, Hua Bing's expression became focused again.
After wiping the needle with an alcohol cotton a few times and disinfecting it, everyone suddenly found that Hua Bing's fingers were very slender, like a pair of women's hands.
Under the command of Hua Bing, the silver needle gently pierced along the top of Lin Ruoxi's head, and then Hua Bing turned the silver needle a few times, and then slowly stopped, and the silver needle that had been fixed shook a few times at a frequency that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
The others didn't notice this detail, but Han Guangping, who was also proficient in traditional Chinese medicine, found out, frowned a little puzzled, and thought for a while.
After the first needle was pierced, Hua Bing did not pause, and once again twisted a silver needle to sterilize, this needle was not the same as the previous needle, and he quickly pierced it into Lin Ruoxi's left temple.
Time passed minute by minute, and the silver needles were constantly pierced in various positions of Lin Ruoxi's brain by Hua Bing, sometimes slowly requiring a few slight turns, and sometimes the silver needles quickly left his hand after entering his brain.
However, every time a silver needle separated from Hua Bing's fingers, it would shake slightly, and this detail began to be discovered by the experts of the expert group, which surprised them.
When the last silver needle was twisted by Hua Bing, he didn't make a move, his eyes were fixed on the silver needle, at this moment, the silver needle in his hand suddenly shook violently, looking like that, as if he was about to break free of his fingers.
Han Guangping's eyes suddenly widened wider than a cow, and he was about to exclaim when his big mouth opened, but he immediately covered his mouth with his hand, and there was something called worship in his gaze when he looked at Hua Bing.
The others were a little strange when they saw Han Guangping's appearance, but they didn't ask much, and once again turned the realization to Hua Bing.
The trembling of the silver needles became more and more violent, and fine beads of sweat slowly crawled all over Hua Bing's forehead.
However, in an instant, the silver needle suddenly stopped, and between the lightning and flint, Hua Bing's hand flashed like lightning, flashing in the air, leaving a silver light to cross, and the silver needle pierced into the middle of Lin Ruoxi's brow!
"Hoo ......"
Hua Bing let out a long breath, and the whole person relaxed, and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Then, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a somewhat weak voice: "It's done!" ”