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Chapter 290

However, this is ancient times, not modern times. It is impossible to give patients an indwelling injection. It is indeed impossible for patients to be comatose and not eat for a long time without supplementing nutrition.

Just relying on the ginseng tablets can take care of you for three to five to seven days, but after a long time, you will probably starve to death.

He Yanxi ordered the maid in the room, "Why don't you take Old Doctor Liu down to prescribe medicine?"

The servant girl responded and politely took Old Doctor Liu down to write a prescription.

Wait until old doctor Liu disappears.

He Yanxi made a gesture of invitation to Xu Jiaojiao, "Miracle Doctor Xu, please come over and take a look."

The voice was a little low, for fear of refuting the face of Old Doctor Liu outside.

Apart from anything else, Mr. Liu worked hard for Mrs. He. Even without credit, there was hard work. He lived next to He's house. He was quite old. He came here as he was told. He was also Mrs. He's natal family.

The reason why my old friend over there chose to live next to He's house was partly to take care of Mrs. He's condition.

Don't hurt his face.

If someone suddenly invites a doctor back, wouldn't it make him feel bad?

Usually, when other doctors are invited, it is behind his back.

Today is different. Xu Jiaojiao happened to be here today, and Mrs. He happened to be ill again. There was no way to avoid it, so we had to do this.

Xu Jiaojiao went over and checked her pulse.

To be honest, she had just started to grasp the pulse, and it was still the basics that Sun Zhijian taught her. She couldn't understand anything more complicated at all.

I can only see the basics, the pulse is stable or not.

Is it suitable for acupuncture?

What method is suitable for tying...

All are particular.

Xu Jiaojiao took out the needle pack and said, "You can give her acupuncture. I'll use a silver needle to prick the acupuncture point on her head first to wake the lady up, and then give her a tranquilizing pill..."

This is the treatment plan she gave.

He Yanxi believed in Xu Jiaojiao's acupuncture skills. After hearing this, he thought about it and nodded.

He Boji asked in a low voice, "Prick...prick...the acupuncture points on the head? Is it too dangerous on the head? Little miracle doctor, have you treated similar cases before?"

He was very worried about his mother's health.

Xu Jiaojiao shook her head calmly, "I have never treated other cases, but I often inject needles into my own head, so there is no danger."

Sometimes when she was feeling depressed, she would give herself acupuncture to wake her up and restore her energy, which was somewhat effective.

He Yanxi and his son looked at each other for a while.

Forget it, since you believe others, you shouldn't question them.

There was a precedent for He Yanxi's leg disease, and coupled with the reputation of a miracle doctor, the father and son still had some confidence in Xu Jiaojiao's acupuncture skills.

The master agreed, and Xu Jiaojiao simply said, "Liao Qing, Erlang, come and help me."

Erlang took the needle bag and handed the needle to Xu Jiaojiao. He was familiar with this job.

Liao Qing held Mrs. He steady. If Mrs. He was suddenly awakened by the prick, she would move around and use the silver needle, which would be a bit dangerous.

When everything was ready, Xu Jiaojiao began to inject acupuncture.

The head is no different from other places, and there are many contraindications for acupuncture.

For example, if a woman is pregnant, or has organ failure, or has high blood pressure, or has some cerebrovascular diseases, etc., such people are not suitable for head acupuncture.

On the way here, Xu Jiaojiao also asked He Yanxi in detail, and it should be okay.

The remaining things to pay special attention to are the depth of the needle and the prevention of infection.

Because there is a lot of hair on the head, it is not easy to clean, and the needle has to pierce the scalp. Although the wound is very small, it can easily become infected if you are not careful.

Fortunately, Xu Jiaojiao is quite familiar with acupuncture now, otherwise, she would really not dare to put acupuncture on people's heads.

The room was very quiet. Everyone watched Xu Jiaojiao stabbing needles into Mrs. He's head. She kept twisting the needles while pricking them. She was very busy.

Except for He Boji, whose eyes were wide open and who had a constipated look on his face, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, several other people onlookers had seen acupuncture and none of them showed any surprised expressions.



Just as he was administering the acupuncture, Dr. Liu suddenly pushed open the door and entered.

"Mr. He, let me tell you a few more words. If Madam doesn't wake up in three days, send someone to call me again... What are you doing?!"

Old Doctor Liu originally came in to say a word or two, but he was startled when he saw several long silver needles sticking into Mrs. He's head.

"What are you doing! Stop it! The temple on the head is a person's vital point. Can you still pierce it casually?"

With that said, he was about to step forward to stop him.

He was stopped by Liao Qing calmly.

Old Doctor Liu was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, "You, you, you..."

Looking at it again, I saw that the age of the acupuncturist Xu Jiaojiao and her unusual village girl dress had nothing to do with the doctor, which made her even more sad.

"He Yanxi! Tell her to stop! Where did you find this female liar? Do you not want Mrs. He's life anymore? How dare you let her stab her head with needles?"

He was so angry that he stopped even calling him by his usual honorific title, Master He, and called him by his first name.

Xu Jiaojiao continued to apply her needles without giving him any trouble.

During the acupuncture process, it is best not to be distracted. It is one thing for her to give herself acupuncture, but it is another thing to give Mrs. He acupuncture.

To be honest, Mrs. He was the first patient on whom she had acupuncture applied to the head.

Here, He Yanxi and his son pulled Old Doctor Liu aside and explained politely, "Old Doctor Liu, don't worry. This little miracle doctor's surname is Xu. She is a disciple of the Jin family's miracle doctor. She was the one who tied the knot for me last time.

My old cold leg is not that charlatan, you always trust me."

Old Doctor Liu was so angry that his eyes bulged, "Bah! I'm still a disciple of the Jin family's miracle doctor. When I heard it, it was a lie. She was obviously a liar from a village girl. The Jin family's miracle doctor wouldn't accept it even if he was blind.

A village girl is your apprentice, quickly, quickly, tell her to stop, human life is at stake!"

He Yanxi patiently emphasized, "Old Doctor Liu, she cured my legs..."

"I don't care how good your legs are. It may be because you have taken so many medicines, but it may not be cured. Or, she can cure the legs, but she may not be able to cure the brain problems, not to mention that she is a golden girl.

She is a disciple of the miraculous doctor. I don’t believe it at first. She must be a liar. Tell her to stop. Hurry up. It’s too late. Oops, such a long needle has penetrated halfway. This is going to kill the brain.

They’re all pierced!”

Old doctor Liu was shouting and screaming.

Xu Jiaojiao was so disturbed by the shouting that she stopped and turned around, "Boss He, acupuncture is a delicate job. Logically speaking, it should scare everyone away, but you are not outsiders, so I will let you watch from the side.

.But if I make such a big fuss, I can’t bear the responsibility if I’m in the wrong position. You’d better please come out.”
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