"The art of healing the heart? I've never heard of this freshness. What does this do? ”

"For example, depression is difficult to solve, anxiety and anxiety, and then headaches, forgetfulness, and sleepless nights. Or physical discomfort caused by mind and mood. Of course, the function of mental health care is much more than that, but she can only choose those aspects that people in this era can understand.

"In this way, you can also cure Amei's depression?"

Zhang Weizhao: "It can be cured." But I don't think the patient wants to be treated. ”

Grandma Zhou Shao said curiously: "What the little doctor said is strange. How can there be a sick person who doesn't want to be well. ”

Amei lay on the bed and wept silently without speaking.

Zhang Weizhao said unhurriedly: "It's just that when she was sick and miserable, her father-in-law would still have a little love and pity for her, and felt that her mother had gone too far." Grandma Zhou, you will also come to take care of her a little more. If she recovers from her illness and looks as strong as an ordinary person, I am afraid that even the only remaining warmth in the world will be rare. ”

As soon as these words came out, Amei's breathing on the bed began to get heavier, and it became more and more rapid. Ah Mei herself was startled, trying to try to stabilize her breathing, but the more she thought about it, the slower she became, and finally she began to gasp, making a slight sound in her throat, and she was about to faint!

Grandma Zhou Shao was anxious: "Bold! You're just a little medicine girl, who gave you the guts to make a big deal of nonsense here! Don't give you a good face, call yourself a lifelong doctor, and you won't know who you are! Ame! Ame, are you okay? Don't listen to her nonsense! ”

Zhang Weizhao didn't respond to her, and said to Tingyu who was standing next to Amei: "Lift the quilt, I want to apply an injection on my chest!" ”

Listening to the rain has seen Zhang Weizhao's methods, as soon as he heard Zhang Weizhao's order, he subconsciously immediately did it, and immediately lifted the corner of the quilt, loosened the placket of Amei's clothes, and exposed the skin on his chest.

Zhang Weizhao showed the silver needle that had been buckled in his right hand a long time ago, and the needle fell from his hand, pierced into the acupoint in the middle of the body, twisted gently and forcefully, until it pierced into the skin an inch and a half to a depth of one, and then pulled it out with his hand.

Ah Mei straightened her neck and poured out of her chest, gasped a few times, was silent for a second, and suddenly burst into tears.

She had been crying silently before. Now he no longer has any scruples, tears are falling, crying to the sore spots, and he begins to tear the quilt and tear the clothes on his chest: "She wants me to die!" She doesn't want me to live! Dad, mother, you will only tell me to be filial and obedient, and I have done so, but why is life still so difficult! He looks at it more than anyone else! With a look, he wouldn't dare talk to me more. In this case, what do you do when you marry me and come back! She held on to her son and didn't let go, and my son was also snatched away by her! ”

She said a few words upside down and repeatedly, but the people next to her understood.

Grandma Zhou didn't know where she was touched, and she also shed tears. The two maids also shed tears. After stopping for a while, Grandma Zhou wanted to go over to persuade her, but was stopped by Zhang Weizhao with his hand.

Zhang Weizhao asked Tingyu to bring hot water, brought a handkerchief, and then said to Amei in a gentle voice: "If you want to cry, you can cry for a while." Wait a minute, when you don't want to cry, let Tingyu wipe your face clean. I'm going to keep getting the needles. ”

Zhang Weizhao's words worked very well for Amei, she sobbed for a while, slowly calmed down, let Tingyu wipe her face clean, and turned over with the assistance of Tingyu.

Zhang Weizhao took out a silver needle and pierced it into the Yin Yu and Xin Yu points on her back. This time the silver needle stayed in the body and was not immediately pulled out.

Taking advantage of this, Zhang Weizhao turned to Grandma Zhou Shao, who was still standing behind her, and her maid ring and said, "I will continue to administer needles next." Please also ask the two of you to stay outside for a while. The tone was gentle and firm.

Grandma Zhou Shao wanted to speak and stopped, but finally didn't say anything, the girl opened the curtain, and she went out quietly.

Even Tingyu was invited out by Zhang Weizhao.

Zhang Weizhao took the needle, asked Amei to turn over, got dressed, and took two shorter needles and pierced them into the Shenmen acupoint on her wrist. While twisting the needle lightly, he said in a deep but penetrating voice:

"At this point, you may feel a slight numbness in your wrists and a slight warmth in your shoulders. This is all normal. If you feel heavy eyelids and empty spirits, this is also normal. You can stay in that feeling for a while, or you can let yourself sleep for a while, and you can do whatever you want. ”

Such a tone and voice are very penetrating for Amei, who has just finished venting and is in an emotional window.

"Uh-huh...... Ah Mei replied slurred, apparently on the verge of sleep.

"Wait, I'm going to remove the stitches for you. When the stitches are removed, you can stay awake or continue to sleep. In any case, just find the feeling you want. The stitches will be removed quickly, so light that you will hardly feel anything. ”

Amei's breathing became long, and she was already asleep.

Zhang Weizhao thoroughly cleaned his hands and began to remove the stitches. Because of the help of acupuncture points and the hypnosis that Zhang Weizhao had just unknowingly administered, Amei did not wake up during the entire process of removing the stitches.

After removing the stitches, tidying up the patient's clothes and quilts, Zhang Weizhao came to the outer room.

When Grandma Zhou Shao saw Zhang Weizhao come out, she walked over to Zhang Weizhao with a smile and asked softly, "What you used just now is the technique of healing the heart?" The attitude of speaking was very cordial, as if he had completely forgotten what he had just yelled at Zhang Weizhao.

Zhang Weizhao wiped the sweat on his forehead with the handkerchief handed over by Tingyu and nodded. She couldn't say anything to socialize for the time being, and she was a little tired. Removing stitches is secondary, and performing hypnosis is really draining. First, she had not studied hypnotism for a long time in her previous life, and she was still a novice. Second, hypnosis is particularly demanding in the environment, preferably in the therapist's own venue. Today in Liangfu, it is not Zhang Weizhao's home field at all, and it is particularly exhausting to implement.

Listening to the rain next to him, he hurriedly brought over the fragrant tea, and Grandma Zhou Shao asked her maid to bring the fine points on the table over to Zhang Weizhao to eat. This was brought by Grandma Zhou when she came to see her cousin.

Zhang Weizhao was also not polite, used refreshments, and took a breath before softly explaining Fang Cai's affairs.

"Grandma Liang is depressed. This disease has a scientific name, called postpartum depression. ”

"Postpartum depression?" Grandma Zhou had never heard of this condition. But when these words are put together, she can understand what is going on.

Zhang Weizhao is not afraid to use new terms, and it doesn't hurt for women to learn more about their physiological processes.

It refers to the fact that after a woman gives birth, because of excessive consumption and after the child is delivered, the qi of the five elements in the body changes suddenly, resulting in low mood and depression. More seriously, there is the idea of seeking death. She couldn't say that it was because of the drastic changes in hormone levels, but that the Five Elements Qi was more acceptable.

Grandma Zhou Shao listened while bowing her head and thinking, although she didn't know the term postpartum depression, but the various pains of women after giving birth were common to her.

Zhang Weizhao didn't expect her to accept it all for a while, she only stated her position: "Originally, like the situation of Liang Shao's grandmother, it is okay to take medicine slowly and slowly guide her." But I'm afraid I won't have much chance of coming to the Liang Mansion in the future......"

Hearing this, Grandma Zhou sneered. I know that this little doctor is not bad. It is conceivable what would happen if Amei had to invite Zhang Weizhao to come over for diagnosis and treatment from time to time. Mrs. Liang will definitely think that Amei has nothing to do, is too squeamish, and wastes money. Liang Juren would defend Amei a few words at first, but he couldn't help his mother's chatter, and later he would definitely say that Amei wanted to be more sensible.

Zhang Weizhao continued: "Therefore, we must work hard today to evacuate the blocks in our chest, so as not to cause greater symptoms." ”

Grandma Zhou nodded slightly. I admire the determination and courage of this little doctor. The words that Zhang Weizhao said to Amei just now were like the needle in her hand, piercing people's hearts. It's just that this doctor is so young, how can he be so understanding of people's hearts and say such things? Medical heart technique, is it some secret method of the Daomen?

Just when Zhou Shao's grandmother was secretly speculating about Zhang Weizhao, Zhang Weizhao had already prescribed a prescription and told him how to listen to the rain and boil and take it.

Zhang Weizhao took the consultation fee from Tingyu on a tray, packed up the medicine box, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

Tingyu was quite reluctant to give up on Zhang Weizhao and thanked him repeatedly. Strange to say, it is clear that Zhang Weizhao is younger than her, but it always makes her feel that she can be trusted and relied on. Let her say that Zhang Weizhao is really a rare doctor, with high means, and a woman, especially knows what a woman needs, if only she could keep coming to see a doctor until the young lady fully recovers. It's a pity that there is no place for her to intervene in the affairs of this family.

Listening to the rain, he sent Zhang Weizhao outside the gate. Zhang Weizhao walked a long way in the car, and she could still see her standing by the door and watching the ox cart go away.

Back to the mystical temple, it was already twilight. Mrs. Han had already made dinner. Zhang Rongkun got a pile of wood in the house, sawing, chiseling, and polishing, and did not come out to finish eating. He has been like this for several days, Zhang Weizhao didn't care about him and went to eat by himself. The rice is left in the kitchen pot. When the master wants to eat, Mrs. Han will go to help him heat it.

Zhang Weizhao and Zhang Rongkun get along very casually. Usually, Zhang Rongkun does not point fingers at Zhang Weizhao or mention his life. Zhang Weizhao doesn't have to flatter Zhang Rongkun, he saddled before and after the horse.

When he first began to worship under Zhang Rongkun a year ago, Zhang Weizhao would deliberately hide some of his knowledge and skills, and try to follow Zhang Rongkun to memorize prescriptions, distinguish medicines and acupuncture. Because she was afraid that her ideas beyond this era would scare the Master, and he would think of her as a madman or a demon.

But as the time spent getting along longer and longer, the trust and tacit understanding between the master and apprentice gradually deepened, and Zhang Weizhao found that the name of the master was not called in vain, and the old man's receptivity was not ordinarily strong, and his brain was bigger than her.

So when the Chinese New Year was not so busy, Zhang Weizhao began to talk to Master about issues that were more than standard for this era, such as blood circulation, nerve veins, and some modern surgical techniques, such as amputation, heart and lung surgery, caesarean section, and once even talked about head replacement.