Rural Shennong
Chapter 158
The old lady closed her eyes and said nothing.
Kong Linglan didn't know what to say.
Dean Zhou and Yang Jingwei both glared at Yin Xiangrou.
Yin Xiangrou couldn't help being sarcastic because he had an extremely bad impression of Chen Ping.
She didn't expect Chen Ping to be so unmannered that she couldn't get off the stage on the spot.
Yin Xiangrou was trembling all over, but he didn't know how to deal with it.
Seeing that she couldn't say a word for a long time, Chen Ping said calmly: "No? Then you shut up!"
"You'd better keep quiet while I'm healing you!"
Dean Zhou handed over a box of silver needles to Chen Ping respectfully, like a tribute.
Seeing Chen Ping taking off Mrs. Yin's shirt and picking up the longest silver needle in the needle box, Yin Xiangrou felt very complicated.
She hoped that Chen Ping would succeed and heal grandma's illness.
I also hope that this bastard who has no grace at all has no real skills and will lose face.
Suddenly, a dazzling silver light shone from Yin Xiangrou's eyes, smashing the mess in her mind to pieces.
Chen Ping's needle directly pierced Mrs. Yin's heart.
Everyone held their breath.
Dean Zhou didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.
Yang Jingwei thought to himself: "Here it comes, it's like this again, the strike is fast, accurate and ruthless, it seems that there is no need to find acupuncture points at all."
Even if it was the second time he saw Chen Ping administering needles, he still couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
Yin Xiangrou covered her mouth.
Seeing that the silver needle sank into grandma's chest all of a sudden, she almost screamed out of fear.
It depends on the speed and strength of Chen Ping's shots.
The half-foot-long silver needle may have pierced through the old lady's thin body.
Chen Ping's methods, how could she be able to see the way, even Yang Jingwei didn't understand.
Dean Zhou exclaimed: "This...is this the legendary seeking straightness in the song?"
It was only after he made a sound that he realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Master Chen, I didn't mean it."
Chen Ping twisted with a very focused expression only a little bit of needle left outside of Mrs. Yu Yin's body:
"It's okay, if my acupuncture method can inspire Mr. Zhou, it will be regarded as a great merit. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."
Dean Zhou swallowed his saliva: "Is this seeking the straightness in the song?"
Chen Ping said calmly: "Yes, using a special technique, piercing the heart, dredging the meridians and blood vessels, and accelerating the blood flow."
"This method is indeed called seeking straightness in the music."
Yang Jingwei wanted to scold someone, but he only dared to scold in his heart: "Numb, everyone understands what you say."
"But is this something humans can do?"
"How can you guarantee that the silver needle will penetrate the blood vessel, or the blood vessel next to the heart?"
"What if you pierce it crookedly and hit your heart? Wouldn't the patient die immediately?"
Chen Ping didn't know that Yang Jingwei wanted to scold others because of his unintentional pretending.
He was still in the mood to chat with Mrs. Yin: "Ma'am, you can breathe normally."
"How are you feeling now?"
Mrs. Yin said with a wry smile: "The old woman is not so courageous."
"I was terrified to see such a long needle go into my heart."
Chen Ping said softly: "Ma'am, my hands are steady, you don't have to hold your breath, you can do whatever you usually do."
Under Chen Ping's comfort, Mrs. Yin let out two long breaths: "Oh? My chest is not stuffy at all now. It hasn't been so comfortable for a long time."
Chen Ping kept pulling out the long needle and piercing it in, while still twisting his fingers.
It was visible to the naked eye that a drop of blood had already oozed from the eye of the needle.
Everyone was stunned by this kind of medical skill that they dare not even think about, and it hardly exists in the human world.
Even if Kong Linglan and Yin Xiangrou don't know medical knowledge.
They also know what a miracle it is to pierce a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair from the outside into the heart.
Chen Ping was not relaxed either, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Dean Zhou quickly tore off a roll of gauze and wiped it gently for him.
Just like when he was doing surgery, those surgical assistants wiped his sweat.
Acupuncture lasted for 10 minutes before Chen Ping took out the silver needle and said with a slight smile, "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful!"
The old lady has obviously improved, and her pale and sallow complexion has now revealed a healthy rosy complexion.
Her breathing is also much calmer than before the treatment.
Mrs. Yin held Chen Ping's hand: "Master Chen, thank you!"
Chen Ping patted the back of Mrs. Yin's hand lightly: "Mother, my name is Chen Ping."
"You can call me Xiao Chen or A Ping, but I can't afford to be called a master."
Kong Linglan beamed with joy: "You deserve it."
"Just now Dean Zhou said that there is no priority in learning, and those who have mastered are teachers."
"If you can't afford to be a master, then there are no masters in this world."
Chen Ping smiled irrefutably, took a pen and paper, and wrote down a prescription.
Everyone looked at the words on the prescription and was shocked again.
Chen Ping's fonts are drawn with iron hooks and silver hooks, and they penetrate the back of the paper, carrying an elegant and unrestrained spirituality.
Whether it is the three daughters of the Yin family, or Dean Zhou and Yang Jingwei's master and apprentice, they are all knowledgeable and knowledgeable people.
They could all see how well Chen Ping wrote the word.
Dean Zhou admired it for a long time before carefully thinking about the contents of the prescription: "Master Chen, what is the name of this prescription? Can it be promoted?"
Chen Ping knew what Dean Zhou meant: "This is a prescription I prescribed casually based on my aunt's condition, and it doesn't have a name."
"In the future, if you encounter a condition similar to that of the aunt, Mr. Zhou can refer to this prescription."
"But you can't copy the gourd, it's easy to go wrong."
Dean Zhou was stunned for a long time before he said in admiration, "My teacher once told me that."
"A second-rate doctor can live comfortably after learning a few ancient prescriptions, but he knows the proportions in the prescriptions, but he doesn't know why."
"A first-class doctor can already understand the ancient prescriptions, know what it is, and know why it is so, and will change the medicinal materials in it according to the condition."
"And only an existence like Master Chen who has reached the pinnacle of medical skills can freely create prescriptions according to the patient's condition."
"Hey, I'm hopeless in this life!"
After listening to Dean Zhou's words, everyone looked at Chen Ping with a feeling of looking up from a mountain.
Only Yin Xiangrou disagreed.
Kong Linglan tugged at her: "Master Chen saved your grandma, why don't you thank her soon?"
Yin Xiangrou frowned and said, "She's a doctor, and it's his job to cure illnesses and save lives, and it's his fault if she can't cure them."
"Why should I thank him? It's not like we don't give money!"
The old lady Yin scolded: "A Rou, you are going too far!"
Hearing the old lady's words, Yin Xiangrou said against the air, "Thank you!"
Kong Linglan was very disappointed with her daughter's performance today. She took Chen Ping's hand and said, "Master Chen, which hospital did you graduate from?"
"I intend to send you a pennant over there."
Chen Ping replied: "I don't work in the hospital."
"Actually, I'm a farmer. My side job is to open a few small restaurants in the county."
Both Mrs. Yin and Kong Linglan were dumbfounded.
God gave Chen Ping such a pair of miraculous hands, but he used them for farming?
One hundred of them don't believe it.
Yin Xiangrou was going crazy with anger, she felt that Chen Ping was simply a hypocrite with a small belly.
She just said that Chen Ping's job is to treat diseases and save lives, but Chen Ping said that he is not a doctor.
Isn't this just deliberately hitting her in the face?
Kong Linglan didn't know what to say.
Dean Zhou and Yang Jingwei both glared at Yin Xiangrou.
Yin Xiangrou couldn't help being sarcastic because he had an extremely bad impression of Chen Ping.
She didn't expect Chen Ping to be so unmannered that she couldn't get off the stage on the spot.
Yin Xiangrou was trembling all over, but he didn't know how to deal with it.
Seeing that she couldn't say a word for a long time, Chen Ping said calmly: "No? Then you shut up!"
"You'd better keep quiet while I'm healing you!"
Dean Zhou handed over a box of silver needles to Chen Ping respectfully, like a tribute.
Seeing Chen Ping taking off Mrs. Yin's shirt and picking up the longest silver needle in the needle box, Yin Xiangrou felt very complicated.
She hoped that Chen Ping would succeed and heal grandma's illness.
I also hope that this bastard who has no grace at all has no real skills and will lose face.
Suddenly, a dazzling silver light shone from Yin Xiangrou's eyes, smashing the mess in her mind to pieces.
Chen Ping's needle directly pierced Mrs. Yin's heart.
Everyone held their breath.
Dean Zhou didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.
Yang Jingwei thought to himself: "Here it comes, it's like this again, the strike is fast, accurate and ruthless, it seems that there is no need to find acupuncture points at all."
Even if it was the second time he saw Chen Ping administering needles, he still couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.
Yin Xiangrou covered her mouth.
Seeing that the silver needle sank into grandma's chest all of a sudden, she almost screamed out of fear.
It depends on the speed and strength of Chen Ping's shots.
The half-foot-long silver needle may have pierced through the old lady's thin body.
Chen Ping's methods, how could she be able to see the way, even Yang Jingwei didn't understand.
Dean Zhou exclaimed: "This...is this the legendary seeking straightness in the song?"
It was only after he made a sound that he realized that he had lost his composure, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Master Chen, I didn't mean it."
Chen Ping twisted with a very focused expression only a little bit of needle left outside of Mrs. Yu Yin's body:
"It's okay, if my acupuncture method can inspire Mr. Zhou, it will be regarded as a great merit. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."
Dean Zhou swallowed his saliva: "Is this seeking the straightness in the song?"
Chen Ping said calmly: "Yes, using a special technique, piercing the heart, dredging the meridians and blood vessels, and accelerating the blood flow."
"This method is indeed called seeking straightness in the music."
Yang Jingwei wanted to scold someone, but he only dared to scold in his heart: "Numb, everyone understands what you say."
"But is this something humans can do?"
"How can you guarantee that the silver needle will penetrate the blood vessel, or the blood vessel next to the heart?"
"What if you pierce it crookedly and hit your heart? Wouldn't the patient die immediately?"
Chen Ping didn't know that Yang Jingwei wanted to scold others because of his unintentional pretending.
He was still in the mood to chat with Mrs. Yin: "Ma'am, you can breathe normally."
"How are you feeling now?"
Mrs. Yin said with a wry smile: "The old woman is not so courageous."
"I was terrified to see such a long needle go into my heart."
Chen Ping said softly: "Ma'am, my hands are steady, you don't have to hold your breath, you can do whatever you usually do."
Under Chen Ping's comfort, Mrs. Yin let out two long breaths: "Oh? My chest is not stuffy at all now. It hasn't been so comfortable for a long time."
Chen Ping kept pulling out the long needle and piercing it in, while still twisting his fingers.
It was visible to the naked eye that a drop of blood had already oozed from the eye of the needle.
Everyone was stunned by this kind of medical skill that they dare not even think about, and it hardly exists in the human world.
Even if Kong Linglan and Yin Xiangrou don't know medical knowledge.
They also know what a miracle it is to pierce a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair from the outside into the heart.
Chen Ping was not relaxed either, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Dean Zhou quickly tore off a roll of gauze and wiped it gently for him.
Just like when he was doing surgery, those surgical assistants wiped his sweat.
Acupuncture lasted for 10 minutes before Chen Ping took out the silver needle and said with a slight smile, "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful!"
The old lady has obviously improved, and her pale and sallow complexion has now revealed a healthy rosy complexion.
Her breathing is also much calmer than before the treatment.
Mrs. Yin held Chen Ping's hand: "Master Chen, thank you!"
Chen Ping patted the back of Mrs. Yin's hand lightly: "Mother, my name is Chen Ping."
"You can call me Xiao Chen or A Ping, but I can't afford to be called a master."
Kong Linglan beamed with joy: "You deserve it."
"Just now Dean Zhou said that there is no priority in learning, and those who have mastered are teachers."
"If you can't afford to be a master, then there are no masters in this world."
Chen Ping smiled irrefutably, took a pen and paper, and wrote down a prescription.
Everyone looked at the words on the prescription and was shocked again.
Chen Ping's fonts are drawn with iron hooks and silver hooks, and they penetrate the back of the paper, carrying an elegant and unrestrained spirituality.
Whether it is the three daughters of the Yin family, or Dean Zhou and Yang Jingwei's master and apprentice, they are all knowledgeable and knowledgeable people.
They could all see how well Chen Ping wrote the word.
Dean Zhou admired it for a long time before carefully thinking about the contents of the prescription: "Master Chen, what is the name of this prescription? Can it be promoted?"
Chen Ping knew what Dean Zhou meant: "This is a prescription I prescribed casually based on my aunt's condition, and it doesn't have a name."
"In the future, if you encounter a condition similar to that of the aunt, Mr. Zhou can refer to this prescription."
"But you can't copy the gourd, it's easy to go wrong."
Dean Zhou was stunned for a long time before he said in admiration, "My teacher once told me that."
"A second-rate doctor can live comfortably after learning a few ancient prescriptions, but he knows the proportions in the prescriptions, but he doesn't know why."
"A first-class doctor can already understand the ancient prescriptions, know what it is, and know why it is so, and will change the medicinal materials in it according to the condition."
"And only an existence like Master Chen who has reached the pinnacle of medical skills can freely create prescriptions according to the patient's condition."
"Hey, I'm hopeless in this life!"
After listening to Dean Zhou's words, everyone looked at Chen Ping with a feeling of looking up from a mountain.
Only Yin Xiangrou disagreed.
Kong Linglan tugged at her: "Master Chen saved your grandma, why don't you thank her soon?"
Yin Xiangrou frowned and said, "She's a doctor, and it's his job to cure illnesses and save lives, and it's his fault if she can't cure them."
"Why should I thank him? It's not like we don't give money!"
The old lady Yin scolded: "A Rou, you are going too far!"
Hearing the old lady's words, Yin Xiangrou said against the air, "Thank you!"
Kong Linglan was very disappointed with her daughter's performance today. She took Chen Ping's hand and said, "Master Chen, which hospital did you graduate from?"
"I intend to send you a pennant over there."
Chen Ping replied: "I don't work in the hospital."
"Actually, I'm a farmer. My side job is to open a few small restaurants in the county."
Both Mrs. Yin and Kong Linglan were dumbfounded.
God gave Chen Ping such a pair of miraculous hands, but he used them for farming?
One hundred of them don't believe it.
Yin Xiangrou was going crazy with anger, she felt that Chen Ping was simply a hypocrite with a small belly.
She just said that Chen Ping's job is to treat diseases and save lives, but Chen Ping said that he is not a doctor.
Isn't this just deliberately hitting her in the face?
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