Chapter 11: The method of acupuncture

Doctor Cheng was also sweating profusely at the moment. This time the old lady's illness seemed to be much more fierce than before.
"Second Miss, hurry up, use your acupuncture method just now!" Doctor Cheng looked at Du Qingheng aside in a hurry.
The fact that the condition of the old lady just now can be controlled so quickly must be attributed to the second lady's method of injecting.
How to apply needles? How could she!
Du Qingheng was also worried. She was an impostor, so how did she know how to administer acupuncture? However, this old lady was unbelievable, and she had another attack, she was trying to catch the duck to the shelf!
"Hurry up, second lady, no time!" Doctor Cheng watched the old lady spit out foam from her mouth. He was also anxious. He ordered someone to put a towel into the old lady's mouth to prevent the old lady from biting her tongue when she suffered from illness.
Du Qingheng turned to Song Qingyu for help at this moment. How could she know how to apply the needle! what should I do now!
But the doctor Cheng directly stuffed the silver needle into Du Qingheng's hand, and the touch of the silver needle was cold, which made Du Qingheng startled.
Don't even talk about needles, she hasn't even seen Yinzhen several times.
"Heng'er! What are you thinking about! Why don't you give the old lady an injection!" Du Heng was also anxious as he watched the old lady's condition deteriorate rapidly, and called Du Qingheng.
Song Qingyu suddenly turned his mind and shook Du Qingheng's hand, and said, "Yes, Heng'er, just use the method just now! Anyway, Dr. Cheng is here! Nothing will happen!"
This needle is so thin, even if it is punctured indiscriminately, nothing will happen.
Hearing Song Qingyu's words, Du Qingheng felt a little relieved. Yes, there is a serious Doctor Cheng here. Even if he goes down by himself, what happens to the old lady will naturally have Doctor Cheng ahead.
Du Qingheng took a deep breath at this moment, and the hand holding the silver needle trembled slightly.
The appearance of the old lady's illness is really frightening, and she is also scared, but at this moment everyone's eyes are on her, and she can't help it.
She tremblingly raised the silver needle slightly. Here, where should the silver needle stick. They said before that silver needles can be pierced in people, but the old lady's skin is wrinkled, and now she is still spitting out white foam, looking extremely sick.
"Hurry up, second lady!" Dr. Cheng urged him in a hurry. If the onset of this old disease is not cured as soon as possible, I am afraid that something will be left behind in the future.
Hearing this, Du Qingheng's heart suddenly fell and he simply closed his eyes.
Just as the silver needle was about to pierce, suddenly, a hand grabbed his wrist.
"Heng'er, what are you doing!" An old voice with a slight anger sounded.
Du Qingheng was immediately taken aback by the sound and screamed. The Silver Needle fell on the ground, and she hurriedly threw away those hands and hid beside Song Qingyu.
The next moment, the old lady sat up straight out of the bed, looking at Du Qingheng with an angry expression.
"Ah, old lady, you're awake!" Doctor Cheng watched the old lady sit up, and after a few seconds he came back to his senses. The old lady's action just shocked everyone in the room.
The old lady sat up slowly, and Doctor Cheng comfortably placed the pillow behind the old lady. "Old lady, do you still think there is something wrong with your body?"
Doctor Cheng was also a little strange. He just looked at the old lady, and it was obvious that it had happened again. Why is the old lady so energetic now that it doesn't seem like she has been seriously ill.
"Miss, what's going on?" Seeing the old lady so strange, Mingying was also taken aback, and asked Du Xuechun in a low voice.
With a smile on the corner of Du Xuechun's mouth, he said, "It's okay, there won't be any major problems with the person who administered the injection."
The old lady convulsed again just now, but the foam in her mouth blocked her throat. She had already cleared the filth from her mouth. The old lady became conscious and would naturally spit out a few more mouthfuls of foam.
Seeing the old lady sitting up, Du Qingheng felt very flustered, with a look of anxiety.
The old lady squinted her eyes, looking at the mother and daughter. When she was asleep, she heard everyone's movements clearly. Du Qingheng said she saved herself?
Feeling the gaze of the old lady's scrutiny, Song Qingyu's heart was also a little dazed, and the next second he leaned up with a smile, and said, "Mother, it's great that you woke up! It scared us all. Now, Heng'er is also very worried today!"
Song Qingyu said this, trying to calm down his anxiety, his eyes were erratic, and he didn't dare to face the old lady directly.
"Oh? Really? I want to come to Heng'er because of filial piety."
A deep smile appeared at the corner of the old lady’s mouth. She always felt strange when she heard that Du Qingheng had rescued her. If Du Qingheng had been spoiled since childhood, if she saw that she was sick, it would be too late to hide, let alone be cured. .
Moreover, for so many years in Fuzhong, when did Du Qingheng learn the art of medicine?
"Yeah, yeah, Heng'er is really doing her best to her mother." Song Qingyu saw that Du Qingheng was too scared to speak out now, and smiled awkwardly.
"Do your best? Can you take the silver needle and pierce me indiscriminately?" When the old lady woke up, she opened her eyes and watched Du Qingheng closed her eyes and held up the silver needle.
She has lived for most of her life, but she has never heard of such an injection!
Hearing the old lady's words, Song Qingyu also knew that the old lady was really angry when she moved, and hurriedly explained, "No, no, it's not a random needle injection, yes, Doctor Cheng asked Heng'er to do the needle for you!"
Song Qingyu's eyes moved slightly, and all the faults were pushed onto Doctor Cheng.
The doctor Cheng was suddenly affected by Wuwang disaster, and his heart was also angry, but because it was Du Mansion, he didn't get angry. He just asked doubtfully, "Didn't the second lady just say that she saved the old lady?"
Doctor Cheng also had a trace of scrutiny in his eyes. If Du Qingheng hadn't just said that he saved the old lady, how could he let Du Qingheng give the old lady the needle.
"Yes, I saved it! Of course I saved it! But, I never said I would administer acupuncture!"
Seeing everyone's eyes with a trace of inquiry, Du Qingheng's heart also became a little nervous, explaining in a flustered manner.
"How come! The old lady's condition was clearly controlled by the injection method! If the second lady can't give the injection, how can the old lady be saved!"
Hearing Du Qingheng's words, Dr. Cheng's heart was also full of doubts.
Just when he was taking the pulse for the old lady, he clearly realized that someone used acupuncture method to accurately penetrate each acupuncture point. This controlled the old lady's condition. Now Du Qingheng said he could not?