Chapter 85 What you've seen is just the tip of the iceberg
Chapter 85 What you've seen is just the tip of the iceberg
Because the acupuncture is mainly performed on the head, you need to sit down.
Grandma Yun didn't go back to her room at all, but sat directly in the well-lit living room.
Even the servants looked on with curiosity; they had never seen such a young traditional Chinese medicine doctor before.
Is she even capable?
For Song Nanxi, Grandma Yun's illness was very simple.
Given the Yu family's resources, they had their children examined at the top hospitals both domestically and internationally, which directly ruled out problems such as cerebral infarction and brainstem damage.
In fact, she fell and caused problems with blood supply to her brain, which compressed her optic nerve. However, because the location was very remote and there was no obvious trauma to her brain, major hospitals were unable to make a diagnosis.
We can't just operate on our heads to find the cause, can we?
If something goes wrong, there are very few people in the world who can take responsibility for the Yu family.
Therefore, we can only let them undergo conservative treatment and wait for a miracle to happen someday.
After Song Nanxi finished preparing and disinfected the silver needles, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
Ling Sheng hesitated several times before speaking.
He had only seen Song Nanxi perform acupuncture in the last video.
Qi Yu whispered, "Trust her."
She's amazing.
For the first needle, Song Nanxi used a slanted insertion, inserting it from top to bottom into the glabella, to a depth of about 0.5-1 inch.
The second needle is at the Shangxing acupoint, located at the hairline in the center of the front of the head. The third needle...
In fact, many of the acupoints here are also very effective in treating headaches, dizziness and other ailments, but the most important thing is to test the skill of the person performing the acupuncture.
"Actually, there are many different interpretations of acupuncture. There are four types of needles on the market: filiform needles, three-edged needles, dermal needles, intradermal needles... I'm currently using filiform needles, which are also the most commonly used type of acupuncture..."
Song Nanxi was trying to do two things at once, also because she felt the atmosphere around her was too tense.
She joked, "Calm down, it's not you who are being stabbed. You can still breathe and talk."
"Pfft... Hahahaha..."
Grandma Yun couldn't help but laugh.
Song Nanxi said seriously, "Grandma, except for you."
Grandma Yun: "...Alright."
Feeling wronged, but not saying a word.
Pei Zhen looked at Grandma Yun, whose head was covered in needles, making her look like a hedgehog, and couldn't help but gasp in pain.
"Mom, are you in pain?"
Grandma Yun grunted twice and pointed to Song Nanxi beside her, indicating that she wouldn't let her say it.
Song Nanxi: "It should be quite numb, but everyone's perception of pain is different."
She looked down and saw Grandma Yun's expression, and found it amusing. "Could you speak a little quieter?"
He then grabbed the hand that Grandma Yun was pointing at and inserted a needle into the web between her thumb and forefinger.
Grandma Yun: "..."
"Okay, let's wait 28 minutes."
"what?"
Pei Zhen asked curiously, "Miss Song, I've heard that the longer the needles are left in acupuncture, the better the effect. Is there any explanation for 28 minutes?"
Song Nanxi said: "The Classic of Difficult Issues records that the body's Qi and blood circulate 50 times in 24 hours, which is 1350 breaths... It takes about 28 minutes for the Qi and blood to circulate completely once. Moreover, it is not that the longer the needle is left in, the better. It depends on the patient's physical condition. Some people are weak and leaving the needle in for too long will deplete their Qi and will be counterproductive."
"So that's how it is!"
Pei Zhen was truly amazed to see that Song Nanxi spoke so eloquently. "Miss Song, how long have you been studying medicine? You know so much."
Song Nanxi stared at the time. "These are all basics. If you want to study medicine... in this world, it should start from the age of six, right?"
"So it was because of what I was exposed to from a young age!"
Pei Zhen greatly admired Song Nanxi.
“Studying medicine is very tough. It’s truly remarkable that Miss Song can be so patient at such a young age.”
Song Nanxi's casual remark caused Ling Sheng and Qi Yu to linger on her for a long time.
The sunlight streaming in through the window cast a soft glow on her.
Sometimes, just when they think they understand Song Nanxi, Song Nanxi will show them the truth.
What they know is just the tip of the iceberg.
Ling Sheng couldn't help but wonder if Song Nanxi, who started studying medicine at the age of six, did so voluntarily.
What child doesn't love to play?
Song Nanxi's background lingered in his mind, darkening Ling Sheng's eyes.
"Give me paper and pen, I'll write a prescription for the old lady now. You should take a few doses of this prescription and she should be almost fully recovered."
"Quick, paper and pen!"
Pei Zhen quickly gave instructions to the servants.
At that moment, a gold-plated fountain pen appeared before Song Nanxi's eyes.
Her slender fingers appeared even more lustrous and smooth as jade.
Those hands look like they've been pampered.
Yu Jing said, "Use mine."
Song Nanxi raised an eyebrow and casually took it.
Song Nanxi's calligraphy is in the "Slender Gold" style; every character he writes with a fountain pen is vigorous and powerful, with sharp strokes.
It is said that one's handwriting reflects one's personality.
The font was written by Song Nanxi, and its extreme style almost leaps off the paper.
Ling Sheng narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. From now on, he would have to keep a close eye on her.
He didn't care that Song Nanxi hurt others.
What he fears is...
She will self-destruct.
After writing the prescription, Song Nanxi told them how to take it.
Seeing Pei Zhen's curious expression about traditional Chinese medicine, Song Nanxi asked with a smile:
"Auntie, would you like to try acupuncture?"
"Ah? I... I don't need to..." Pei Zhen was startled, still afraid as she looked at the sharp needles piercing her body.
Yu Jing suggested, "Mom, why don't you let Miss Song take your pulse and help you take care of your health?"
"This is good!"
Pei Zhen immediately agreed.
It was just a casual remark, but after Song Nanxi took Pei Zhen's pulse, her expression became slightly serious.
Pei Zhen's smile gradually faded. "W-what's wrong?"
Could she have contracted some serious illness?
Just then, my phone rang.
It was a countdown set by Song Nanxi. "Take the needle first, we'll talk later."
Pei Zhen felt downcast, and Yu Jing comfortingly put his arm around her shoulder.
At this moment, Grandma Yun was drowsy and sweating.
She closed her eyes and said, "Nanxi, I'm so hot! Your acupuncture is different from other people's; it doesn't hurt!"
Song Nanxi took out the needle and said to Grandma Yun, "Why don't you open your eyes and try?"
Grandma Yun was startled when she heard this. "No way? It worked so quickly?"
But she couldn't wait to open her eyes.
Then he froze, completely stunned.
"Xiao Jing? A-Zhen?"
She saw a vaguely familiar figure.
The mother and son noticed that when Grandma Yun spoke, her eyes were looking at them. They exchanged a glance, and their earlier unease vanished with surprise.
"Mom, you can see now?!"
"grandmother?"
Yu Jing waved his hand in front of Grandma Yun, and the next second she grabbed him.
Grandma Yun was overjoyed and said happily, "Now I can see people's figures, although there is still a blurry fog in front of me, but I can distinguish between day and night!"
You can still see the colors.
Although she was separated from the world by a veil, Grandma Yun was already very content.
The mother and son couldn't help but look at Song Nanxi.
Song Nanxi: "I'll have one more acupuncture session before I leave Beijing, and I'll be fine as long as I take the Chinese medicine on time."
After saying that, she looked at Pei Zhen and said, "Now let's talk about Auntie's problem."
PDLP