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At this moment, Qiao Ran took the ghost doctor to the Rongcheng Hou Mansion.

As soon as they heard that the ghost doctor and the great doctor Qiao were coming, everyone in the Hou Mansion hurried out to greet them.

"Miss Qiao, have you found the medicine to cure my father's brain disease?"

Mr. Weng was very excited and asked quickly after seeing the ceremony.

Mrs. Weng and Young Master Weng also looked at Qiao Ran with eager eyes, but Young Master Weng looked cold and indifferent with a look of disbelief.

If he wanted to believe in this little village girl, he might as well believe that the ghost doctor could save his father.

Qiao Ran nodded: "Yes, I found it. I have prepared the medicine, and I am here to treat Marquis Rongcheng today."

When Prince Weng heard this, he quickly and respectfully welcomed the two of them into the house and ordered the best tea and snacks to be served.

"Miss Qiao and the ghost doctor, please have a cup of tea and some snacks first. My father is coming back soon. I'll have someone go out to welcome him."

Qiao Ran had just drank a few sips of tea and eaten a few snacks when Marquis Rongcheng came back.

Marquis Rongcheng was also very happy to hear that Miss Qiao had found a medicine that could completely get rid of her headache.

Looking up at the sun outside, Marquis Rongcheng suggested:

"It's almost noon, why don't you two have lunch at the house first, rest for a while before starting treatment!"

Qiao Ran had already planned it and waved her hand to decline:

"No, I'm here based on my time. It won't take long to treat you. I'll just put the silver needle in. It'll be fine in about a quarter of an hour. I have to go to the General's Mansion to have dinner with my grandpa and the others later."

Hearing that she was going to the General's Mansion to have dinner with the old general, it was hard for Marquis Rongcheng to persuade her to stay.

So Qiao Ran asked Rongcheng Hou to find an unoccupied wing and pushed everyone else out of the door. There were only her, the ghost doctor and the patient Rong Chenghou in the room.

There was a soft couch in the side room, and Qiao Ran asked Rongcheng Hou to sit on it after taking Ma Fei San pills.

Marquis Rongcheng, who had taken the medicine, was still awake for a while. He saw Miss Qiao taking out a cloth bag from her pocket and opening it. After opening it, a large row of dazzling silver needles longer than her fingers were arranged neatly. The corners of his eyes twitched.

Will these needles be inserted into his head later?

Imagining that his head was covered with silver needles, like a hedgehog, Rongchenghou suddenly felt that his head, which had not hurt in the past two days, began to hurt slightly again.

But before he could regret it, a wave of sleepiness hit him, and Marquis Rongcheng fell asleep unconsciously.

Qiao Ran picked up a silver needle and poked Rongchenghou's arm several times to make sure that the man was indeed unconscious. Then he started inserting needles and explaining to the ghost doctor.

Although the ghost doctor has good medical skills, he has always been good at prescribing the right medicine. He has also dabbled in the art of golden needles, but he does not know as much as Qiao Ran, a modern soul who has gathered the essence of Chinese medicine for five thousand years.

At this moment, the ghost doctor was like a very eager to learn primary school student. He bent down and stood aside, watching the master insert the acupuncture attentively. He listened carefully to the master's explanation and nodded from time to time with understanding.

One by one, slender silver needles were inserted into Marquis Rongcheng's head. After a while, Marquis Rongcheng looked like a hedgehog covered with sharp thorns. The dense silver needles made people's scalp numb.

Outside the door, the three Weng brothers and Mrs. Weng were waiting anxiously at the door. Mr. Weng suspected that the little village girl had taken credit for the ghost doctor's work, but it was actually the ghost doctor who was treating his father.

So, he put his head against the door and squinted his eyes to peek inside through the slender crack in the door.

Young Master Weng and Second Young Master Weng were worried that the reckless third brother would do something impulsive and disturb Doctor Qiao and the ghost doctor, causing some accident in their father's treatment.

The two of them looked at each other and were about to reach out to pull the third brother away, but saw that he had already retracted his head and took two steps back. The expression on his face was very strange, like disbelief and fear.

The two brothers were suddenly confused. Could it be that the third brother had seen something terrible?

Unable to resist his curiosity, Second Young Master Weng also put his eyes close to the crack of the door. He only glanced at it twice and quickly stepped back.

Mrs. Weng was also very curious when she saw the actions of her two sons. After the second son stepped away, she couldn't help but move closer to the crack of the door to take a look.

As a result, she only glanced at him and hurriedly took a few steps back, almost bumping into Mr. Weng. She was helped by his eldest son before she could regain her footing.

Mr. Weng was embarrassed to do such a thing of peeping, so he asked his mother in a low voice what was going on.

Mrs. Weng's face turned pale, she shook her head and said nothing.

It was Second Young Master Weng who clarified the confusion for his eldest brother and told him what he saw.

After hearing this, the eldest son also felt a little numb.

I have always heard of doctors from Taiyuan Hospital and some doctors with excellent medical skills inserting needles into acupuncture points on people's bodies, but I have never heard of people being able to insert needles into people's heads, and even pricking needles all over the head.

This great doctor Qiao really cannot be underestimated!

Mr. Weng was a little scared at this moment. It seemed that he had misunderstood. It turned out that this little village girl with an unassuming appearance did have some real skills. Even the ghost doctor had to learn from her.

I really shouldn't take the initiative to provoke her. What if she turns into a hedgehog for me?

He was just afraid of returning home, and he still felt itching with hatred when he thought that the little village girl dared to bully the kind and innocent sister Wan'er like this and was rude to him.

It seems that I can no longer embarrass the little village girl so openly in the future. I have to think of a way to teach her a lesson in secret to prevent her from becoming arrogant and domineering.

A quarter of an hour later, while several people outside the door were waiting anxiously, the door finally opened.

"My master lets you come in!"

The person who opened the door was the ghost doctor. He had just learned a lot. He was in a good mood and didn't mind acting as a little doorman.

The four of them quickly entered the room and looked at Marquis Rongcheng, who was still half-reclining on the couch with his eyes closed and had not yet woken up.

At this time, the silver needles on his head had been put away. Mrs. Weng and Young Master Weng came forward and looked at Rongcheng Hou's head carefully, trying to see if it was full of needle holes.

However, they looked at it for a long time and even pulled back the hair, but they didn't see any obvious holes.

I don’t know how it can be like having a lot of long silver needles inserted into it, as if it hadn’t been inserted at all.

Seeing that they would continue to pull and pull, Qiao Ran warned: "Don't use too much force, otherwise the patient's discomfort will have nothing to do with me."

Mr. Weng and Mr. Weng hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Mrs. Weng and Mr. Weng away. The two took two steps back in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

"Okay, I've given Marquis Rongcheng an injection to clear the cerebrospinal fluid circulation path. The tumor in his brain has become smaller, which has reduced his intracranial pressure. At least he won't have any more headaches in the past half month. There are still other things here. There is a bottle of pills, take two pills a quarter of an hour after dinner every day. This is a month's supply. Come to me for a follow-up consultation after eating, and then get the medicine and adjust the frequency of taking the medicine. After two months, Rongchenghou's brain disease will be cured. Completely healed.”

Qiao Ran handed a small porcelain vase to Mr. Weng. She felt that this eldest son in Weng's house was the most reliable.

"Thank you! Thank you so much, Miss Qiao! How much is the consultation fee?"

Mr. Weng took the medicine bottle and put it away carefully. After thanking Qiao Ran sincerely, he asked about the price.