There are fragments in the brain, and the last years are difficult.

I have a splitting headache all day and can't sleep all day.

I don't know how the old man couldn't hold on.

Because I couldn't sleep, my physical condition plummeted.

And because he is really old, he is already in his eighties.

I can't do too much surgery, and my physical indicators don't allow it.

So a drag dragged until the person was unconscious, and a death notice was issued.

After understanding all the situation, Si Tian frowned.

She had never encountered such a disease before, and she didn't know if she could deal with it.

After all, acupuncture is not as intuitive as Western medicine.

Seeing that the little girl didn't speak, Steward Zhong thought that the other party couldn't cure it, so he didn't want to continue to waste time.

"Doctor Si Tian, if you can't ......"

"Steward Zhong, I think it's ......"

The two spoke at the same time, and then Steward Zhong was stunned.

"Doctor Si Tian, please have something to say."

What the conversation wanted to say, Si Tian imagined.

It's nothing more than distrusting yourself, thinking that you can't be cured, after all, age is there.

But she doesn't care, she just needs to give money.

"Steward Zhong, I have a method here to try, although I know that you may have also asked a Chinese medicine practitioner and performed acupuncture, but mine is not the same as theirs."

What is the specific different method, Si Tian didn't say.

But after she took out the gold needle in her bag, Steward Zhong suddenly felt as if she had seen hope.

The order given by the gentleman is that the old man must be allowed to live a few more days no matter what.

He hadn't slept a day since he received the order.

Hundreds of doctors have been found, all of them are Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and now there is nothing to be found.

In the end, he was able to meet a baby, and Steward Zhong was overjoyed.

But the surface is not obvious, and the expression is solemn.

"Okay, then please treat my old man."

Speaking of this, Si Tian curled the corners of his lips and smiled.

Look at each other with good-looking eyes.

Steward Zhong was very puzzled, "You...... Anything else? ”

"Steward Zhong, the ugly words are ahead, if I can really let the old man live for a few more days, then you have to pay my remuneration immediately......"

Hearing this, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched.

Who needs money for someone who can treat his old man?

can be the life-saving benefactor of the Qi family, just by virtue of this relationship, not to mention in Haishi, the entire Liao Province, but if you can't deal with the problem, the Qi family will help.

But the girl in front of me ...... It's kind of interesting.

"Just money?"

"Yes, acupuncture is not possible once, it needs to be used for five consecutive days, and of course it must be accompanied by the prescription I prescribed.

If it works today, you will have to pay me a part in advance, so that I will be at ease. ”

To do business is to have the appearance of doing business.

The more you can show your needs when you come into contact with people from this kind of extended family, the happier they will be.

Money is the last thing they lack.

If you can solve things with money, you don't have to owe anyone a favor, who doesn't want it?

"You've figured it out."

"I think about it, I just need money, my child is about to be born, I just hope her life can be a little better."

After the words fell, Si Tian stepped aside, took the alcohol and began to disinfect the golden needle.

Then, according to the stitch method in memory, on the old man's head, he began to walk the needle.

Walking needles are a very old set of stitches in the golden needle.

Because the disease is difficult to treat, and in the brain, in order to alleviate the disease of the head, the ancients went through many years of experiments and several generations of efforts to study the acupuncture method of the exit needle.

At that time, her teacher's family and grandparents were also involved in the research.

It has been circulating for many years, and the Chinese medicine practitioners who participated in it died and died, or the acupuncture method was lost incompletely.

Only the teacher's family has preserved the complete stitching.

And this acupuncture method is used as a family secret technique, which is only passed on to the descendants of the clan, and is passed on to men and not women.

Because the teacher has no children, and she is the teacher's most proud closed disciple, this will be passed on to her, at least to maintain the inheritance.

Of course, she had never encountered this kind of case in her previous life that only needed to extend her life, so she was not able to perform this set of acupuncture.

However, she has long been familiar with the use of stitches.

Steward Zhong on the side stood quietly, watching the little girl pierce her old man's head accurately and skillfully.

The stitching is a bit messy, but it seems to be a bit orderly.

He has also invited a lot of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and he has seen a lot of acupuncture, but he has not seen this set of acupuncture.

It seems that the little girl can be so calm, and there is a reason for her composure.

At this time, Si Tian has been working hard to move the needle.

The needle is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and she is pregnant, so she needs to stand in order to accurately find the position of the front and back of her brain.

It's a bit unbearable.

At this time, there was already a lot of sweat on the door of the brain.

Steward Zhong originally wanted to call a female nanny over, but he was afraid that Si Tian's stitching technique would not be passed on, so he took out a handkerchief directly from his pocket and wiped the sweat on his forehead for the other party.

Fortunately, the sweat did not flow into his eyes, and Si Tian smiled gratefully, but did not look up.

After about an hour and a half, putting away the last golden needle, Si Tian almost collapsed to the ground.

Steward Zhong reacted quickly, stepped forward in two big steps, and helped people sit aside to rest.

And ordered the others to go to the end to order water and snacks.

"Good work, doctor."

"Receiving money for medical treatment, the two don't owe each other, it's nothing."

After a long pause, Si Tian replied angrily.

But when he turned his eyes to the old man, it was full of excitement and surprise.

It turned out that what the teacher told her was true.

Walking the needle is really a very powerful set of needles.

People in the family have studied for so many years, and they have found that the needle can be used not only on the head, but also in other places.

However, because the disease is complicated, it also needs to be combined with the prescription and massage.

However, there are also drawbacks, which are time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Thinking of this, Si Tian lowered his eyes.

"Steward Zhong, please take a pen and paper, and I will write the prescription."

Steward Zhong nodded, and immediately turned around and took the pen and paper from the table next to him.

Si Tian took the pen and paper, several prescriptions flashed through his mind, and finally chose one with strong efficacy.

After all, they just need the patient to live a few more days.

The pen fell on the paper, a good-looking hairpin.

Most Chinese medicine practitioners like to write books, and there are very few people who write hairpins.

However, she only likes hairpins.

The teacher always laughs at her, and it's okay to write hairpins, and after reading the font, you know that you are a female Chinese medicine doctor, easy to get along with.

And when Steward Zhong saw the words on the paper, he felt that he was indeed a little blind.

A little girl who is only nineteen years old, looks beautiful like a little fairy, but really has great medical skills.

"Steward Zhong, this medicine must be drunk by the patient no matter what, three bowls of water and one bowl of water, three times a day."

"Three times? This...... The dosage is not ......"

"How can he wake up if the dose is not enough?"

"Can you wake up? You mean, my old man can wake up. ”

Not only can you live, but you can also wake up!

Steward Zhong was so excited that he almost spoke incoherently.

"Yes, you can wake up, but not today, probably tomorrow."