Chapter Ninety-Five: Zhu You's Medical Skills

  Song Jian saw that the woman's face on the ground had already started to turn blue, and the silver needle in her hand couldn't be sterilized, it instantly pierced into the pregnant woman's bilateral Renying acupoint, then both hands opened left and right, quickly twisting and turning, soon, the woman's breathing became much smoother, and her pale face due to hypoxia slowly recovered its blood color.

  The female doctor with the butterfly hairpin saw Song Jian's needle technique and knew that he was a master of acupuncture. She looked at him in surprise, then stood up and said to those around her, "I need three men and three women to help me, everyone else please leave this area, I'm going to deliver the baby."

  An old general shouted: "Everyone come and cooperate with these two young doctors."

  "The female traditional Chinese medicine doctor said loudly: 'We need three males and three females, young people, hurry up, time is running out.'"

  This was a matter of life and death, so naturally no one would decline. Soon, two men and two women stood beside the woman.

  Li Wenyu sneered and walked over, saying "I'll be your assistant too."

  The woman glanced at Li Wenyu with a slanted eye, shook her head and said, "No way, you step back, I don't need your help."

  He was furious at this, although he also had the intention of wanting to see the woman make a fool of herself, but after all, he wanted to save people, and unexpectedly, as a medical student, he was being taken advantage of everywhere.

  "You... I am a famous doctor, I'm always better than others. What you're doing is disregarding the patient's life." Lei Wengu said loudly.

  The woman didn't care at all, and coldly said: "I've told you, I don't need your help. Now please leave." Then she pointed to the husband of the nearly unconscious pregnant woman on the ground and said: "You get up, I need your help."

  The husband on the ground was stunned for a moment, then hastily got up and listened to the woman's command.

  The woman with the butterfly hairpin pointed to another woman, making a total of three men and three women. The rest retreated, as this was a childbirth, and it would be embarrassing if the men got too close.

  The girl with the jade hairpin raised an eyebrow, then stretched out her slender fingers and pointed as she said: "You, stand by the window. You, stand in the passageway. You, stand next to that dining car. You, over there. Stand right there. You, stand on the right side."

  This time, it wasn't just the onlookers in the distance who were confused, but also those six guests who came to help. How can we be of any help standing so far away?

  Song Jian's fingers stopped, seeing the woman's arrangement, and he was also a little puzzled. Suddenly, Song Jian was shocked in his heart, thinking of a medical skill that had been lost since the Song Dynasty. He looked at the female doctor with some surprise, saying: "You... are you a Daoist doctor?"

  The jade hairpin woman simply nodded and said to the six people around her: "You listen to my command, now start holding your breath, when I say start, you will begin to inhale, then exhale, maintain a frequency of one inhalation and exhalation every six seconds, is there any problem?"

  The three men and three women around looked at each other, then the husband of the pregnant woman said: "No problem, doctor, let's get started."

  The woman pulled out a watch from her waist, or it might be a compass, anyway, Song Jian couldn't see clearly.

  "Stop breathing now." The beautiful Chinese doctor said.

  The six people around him indeed all followed suit, while the crowd watching from a distance was whispering to each other. Even the usually calm and collected old guys in the business world were discussing it endlessly, unable to figure it out.

  Xu Siye also discovered the situation here, surrounded by it, but happened to see Song Jian squatting in front of the pregnant woman, using acupuncture to relieve her symptoms.

  "Alas, what times are these? Such people still exist and play such deceitful tricks in front of so many," said Li Wenyu, who had come over to surround Xu Si, letting out a sigh of concern for the country and its people.

  Xu Si glanced at Li Wenyu and didn't respond, but in his heart he was worried about Song Jian.

  Li Wenyu took the opportunity to get closer to Xu Si, now was a good chance to get familiar and chat, and the content of the conversation was still his own expertise, which naturally made Li Wenyu more confident. He continued to sigh and said: "Ah, traditional Chinese medicine nowadays is all about deceiving people, just look at acupuncture, it's been studied for decades around the world, but no one has found any meridians or acupoints. Tell me, such unscientific things, how can people still believe in them? It's really unbelievable."

  Xu Si glanced at Li Wen's words and said indifferently: "Acupuncture is not a swindling trick, and traditional Chinese medicine is even more so."

  After finishing speaking, Xu Si took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Li Wen Yu, and looked at Song Jian and the pregnant woman on the ground with slight concern.

  At this time, Song Jian finally understood why the female doctor opposite him refused to let Li Wen help. She was using a technique to treat the illness, and the six people standing in the six directions had to cooperate with her wholeheartedly for it to work. In other words, these six people had to trust the female doctor unconditionally for it to be effective.

  The doctor, also known as Zhu You in ancient times, of course, the Zhu You mentioned here is not a Taoist ritual, but a kind of mysterious medical technique. In the "Huangdi Neijing", there is a general statement: in accordance with the art of numbers, and in accordance with yin and yang. This art of numbers is the basis of Zhu You medicine, while yin and yang are the overall framework of traditional Chinese medicine.

  The woman with the jade hairpin stared at the compass in her hand and said, "Okay, now start inhaling. Remember to maintain a frequency of about six seconds per breath."

  As she spoke, the female traditional Chinese medicine doctor squatted down, flipped up her sleeve, revealing six shiny gold short needles.

  Song Jian stared intently at the female doctor's movements, while she raised her head, glanced at Song Jian and said calmly: "Stop looking, I'm going to start assisting with the delivery, you focus on protecting your heart and pulse."

  Song Jian nodded, indicating no problem.

  The female TCM doctor looked down at the Luopan chart, then waved her hand and a golden needle was inserted next to the pregnant woman's navel. She then looked down at the device in her hand, and with her right hand pinching the golden needle, she inserted the six golden needles one by one around the pregnant woman's navel according to time and direction.

  At this time, the pregnant woman on the ground suddenly and violently convulsed, emitting a series of painful screams from her throat.

  Song Jian felt the pregnant woman's heart beating violently, his silver needle brushing against her clothes as he inserted it into her chest. The points of Qi She, Shen Feng, Zhong Ting, Xuan Zhong, and Qi Kou, which modern Chinese medicine practitioners dare not puncture, were all pierced by Song Jian without hesitation. In an instant, he inserted eight needles, and then his fingers began to rapidly rotate and shake the needle handles.

  The female doctor of traditional Chinese medicine caught sight of Song Jian's movements and couldn't help but feel extremely surprised. If Song Jian's needling technique at the beginning could be described as skilled, then his current needling technique, whether it was the selection of acupoints or the manipulation of the needle, could only be described as mysterious and unpredictable. How did this young man in front of her master such a long-lost acupuncture technique?

  The female doctor pressed the six golden needles into the abdomen of the pregnant woman according to the instructions of the compass, then she lifted up the skirt of the pregnant woman and tore off the underwear that had been soaked with amniotic fluid.

  Song Jian lowered his head, although he was a doctor and the pregnant woman was a patient, but after all, he was a man. Song Jian just lowered his head, using silver needles to guard the fragile heart of the pregnant woman, preventing it from stopping beating due to pain.

  The pregnant woman on the ground began to scream in agony, her water had broken but she was not yet due, which meant that a caesarean section would be the only option. Because it was premature, it meant that the woman's body was not ready for a smooth delivery, and there was a high risk of complications such as dystocia.

  Liwenshu, who was far away, couldn't help but sneer at the scene. He was very clear that premature birth was a dangerous thing, and with so much amniotic fluid flowing out, if the baby couldn't be born within a minute, it would suffocate to death.

  At this thought, Li Wenyu suddenly smiled triumphantly, as if he had already seen the infant's death and the pregnant woman's tragic demise, and saw the female doctor being locked up for her improper treatment. At that time...

  Lí Wényǔ suddenly felt that he was indeed very abnormal, thinking of that scene, he was extremely excited, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to show this excitement. Living in Dongri Country for a long time, and living in the medical college of Dongri Country, running between hospitals and laboratories, unknowingly, Lí Wényǔ's mind had begun to distort.

  The pregnant woman on the ground began to shake her body, and the severe pain of childbirth made her sweat profusely in an instant. Her heart also started racing violently, and if Song Jian hadn't adjusted the frequency of her heartbeat with acupuncture, the pregnant woman would have died instantly.

  The female TCM doctor stared at the pregnant woman's expression, suddenly pointing her finger at her husband and said: "Adjust your breathing rate to be faster, one breath per three seconds."

  The pregnant woman's husband was already worried, and at this moment, he heard the female doctor's words, his breathing naturally quickened.

  It's strange to say, but the pregnant woman's pain was immediately alleviated a bit, however, there were no signs of the baby being born.

  The female TCM doctor slapped her hand down with a single slap, and her slender fingers pressed down on the woman's Qimen and Shenque acupoints.

  The pregnant woman let out a blood-curdling scream and then a small head emerged from her lower body.

  The pain was more intense now, the pregnant woman was rolling around restlessly, her eyes began to roll back, and the severe tearing sensation made the pregnant woman have a kind of urge to die.

  Song Jiancao picked up a towel from the side seat and stuffed it into the pregnant woman's mouth, this kind of production pain, not only has the danger of biting off her own tongue, but also may bite her teeth to pieces.

  The female doctor pointed her finger at the remaining five people and said quickly: "You five, your breathing rate has increased, one breath per four seconds."

  The other five people also followed suit immediately.

  To everyone's surprise, the pregnant woman's breathing steadied instantly, as if her pain had been alleviated all at once.

  The woman's fingers finally pressed down on the Zhongji acupoint below the pregnant woman's belly, and a loud wailing cry suddenly pierced through the entire hall. All the guests, except for Li Wenxu, showed excited and comforting expressions.

  The female doctor took a fruit knife from the meal cart and cut off the umbilical cord.

  Song Jian also secretly let out a breath of relief as he felt the pregnant woman's heart rate slow down and her breathing return to normal, no longer...

  At this time, the sound of an ambulance finally came from outside, because it was a call from an important person, the speed of the ambulance was still very fast.

  The pregnant woman's husband rushed forward and caught the baby in his hands, a boy.

  The husband's tears gushed out and he knelt down beside his pregnant wife, holding the fetus.

  The pregnant woman had just given birth, but was in good condition, only a bit weak. She said softly: "Quickly thank the benefactor who saved my life."

  The husband was overjoyed and burst into tears, only then remembering the two Chinese doctors who had saved his wife and child. He looked around but found that Song Jian and the female doctor had already left and gone to the bathroom.

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