Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 224: Breaking the Courage

Chef Wang was in a dilemma: "We have a banquet in our building this afternoon, and I have to go back to prepare it in half an hour or two at most."

Doctor Ma pinched his beard and said, "Then you can only come back tomorrow."

Not to mention that the woman came first and had been waiting for a while, even if she came later and had to travel a long way back, he would still tend to treat the woman first.

Chef Wang sighed, "Then I will come back the day after tomorrow. I have to prepare a banquet for the Zhang family tomorrow."

Song Ying's mind moved, and he quickly said, "Uncle Master, why don't we let Brother give Uncle Wang acupuncture?"

"Me?" Lin Wenxuan, who was watching, was stunned.

"Yes." Song Ying nodded. "You just reviewed the acupuncture points on the neck the other day."

Doctor Ma also looked at Lin Wenxuan, "Wenxuan, are you okay?"

Lin Wenxuan looked at Doctor Ma, then at Chef Wang, gritted his teeth, and nodded: "I can do it."

"Okay, then you come."

Chef Wang: “…”

Although he has known Doctor Ma for many years and has been seeing him for many years, since it concerns his own safety, Chef Wang does not care about whether he trusts him or not, and hesitantly asks: "Wenxuan has never given acupuncture to anyone, right? This is the first time, will there be any problems?"

Doctor Ma shook his head and firmly endorsed his apprentice: "Don't worry, Wenxuan is just timid, but he has learned the acupuncture point manipulations, so there will be no problem at all."

Song Ying also helped, saying, "Even if something goes wrong, my uncle is still here and can fix it in time."

After a pause, she continued, "Everyone has their first time. The old doctor also started out as a little medicine boy who knew nothing. He tried little by little and slowly accumulated experience.

If no patient is willing to be treated by an inexperienced medicine boy, then the medicine boy will never become a great doctor. When all the experienced doctors in the world pass away, there will be no one left who can treat illnesses. "

"You are a talkative little girl." Chef Wang was a little unhappy. "It's a truth, everyone understands it, but how many people are willing to be the first person to be cured?"

Song Ying also found that his words were a bit too coercive to others. Not only did he fail to achieve his desired effect, but he also made the other party unhappy. He quickly made amends: "Every time Master Uncle gave acupuncture to someone, Senior Brother was watching. He also practiced privately. Now he just needs to be brave.

Once he has his courage broken, you can come to him for acupuncture next time without having to wait for Master Uncle to finish his work. You can go directly to him, which can save a lot of time. "

Chef Wang thought that he was very busy on weekdays and could only come to the clinic when he had time. However, even if he was free, Doctor Ma might not be. So every time he had acupuncture, he had to come several times until both of them were free.

If Lin Wenxuan could do it too, then there would be no need to do it several times every time.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let Wenxuan try."

Lin Wenxuan was delighted, but then became nervous again, "Master, I..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Song Ying interrupted him and said, "There are silver needles in the inner room. I'll get them for you."

After saying that, he wrapped up the silver needles in his hand that had not yet been cleaned and placed them on the cabinet. Then he remembered that acupuncture was done in the inner room, so he asked, "Uncle Wang, do you want to go to the inner room or do acupuncture outside?"

"Right outside! Right outside!" Chef Wang said without hesitation.

Outside, Doctor Ma was sitting next to them. He could just turn his head to take a look, and if there was anything wrong he would come over to remedy the situation immediately.

Lin Wenxuan had the same idea, and was slightly relieved when he heard that he chose outside.

He brought the candlestick, heated the silver needles, found the acupuncture point, pointed at the acupuncture point with one hand and held the needle with the other hand, and then, the needle tip stopped when it was about to touch the skin.

Song Ying held the candlestick, blinked at him, and urged silently: The acupoint is right, go ahead and insert the needle.

Lin Wenxuan exerted so much force with his fingers that his fingernails turned white, but he still could not pierce the needle. Cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and the fingers holding the needle began to tremble slightly.

Chef Wang waited for a long time, but the needle didn't go in. He felt a little nervous: "Doctor Xiaolin, haven't you found the acupuncture point yet?"

"Found it." Lin Wenxuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and placed his left hand around the acupuncture point again.

Hearing him say this, Chef Wang smiled and said, "That's good."

There was a hint of nervousness in his voice, and it was obvious that he was somewhat skeptical about Lin Wenxuan's so-called discovery.

Song Ying winked at Lin Wenxuan, tried to smile, and mouthed silently: "The acupuncture point is right, just put it in and it will be fine."

Lin Wenxuan blinked his eyes, and blinked again. The three fingers holding the silver needle turned white again, but did not move it down another inch.

Song Ying: “…”

Fine beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead again and soon gathered together.

Snapped!

A drop of cold sweat the size of a bean fell and hit the back of Chef Wang's neck.

"What is that? Is it leaking?" Chef Wang wanted to look up as he said this.

Song Ying quickly stopped him: "Uncle Wang, don't move, there is a needle on it!"

Chef Wang glanced out the window out of the corner of his eye. Outside, there were dense white clouds covering the sky like a thick quilt, but it was not raining.

It's not rain, the liquid on your neck is...

He became a little flustered. "Doctor Xiaolin, do you know how to do acupuncture? Haven't you practiced it privately? Why don't you practice it again and I will..."

His tone became more and more panicked, which infected Lin Wenxuan and made his hand holding the needle tremble even more violently.

Seeing that he was about to refuse this acupuncture, Song Ying made up his mind, stretched out his free hand, pinched the silver needle just below, and gently stabbed it downwards.

Her action was so sudden that Lin Wenxuan was completely caught off guard. He only felt a flash before his eyes, and the silver needle in his hand was pulled down.

He opened his mouth wide, turned his head sharply, and looked at Song Ying in disbelief.

"Ouch."

Chef Wang's slight cry of pain brought him back to his senses. He suddenly became nervous and stammered, "How do you feel?"

"It hurts a little when the needle is inserted, but it's okay. Your master has given me so many needles, I'm used to it. Please continue."

Lin Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the instigator again. The other party gave him a bright smile in return: "Senior Brother, it's time to move on to the next step."

The needle had already pierced the skin again, and he felt exactly the same as when he had acupuncture on the bronze man, except that the patient would feel a little pain, and the touch from the needle was also slightly different.

He was not so scared anymore, and followed the acupuncture method, starting with shallow and then deep, three times in and three times out, slowly lifting and pressing tightly...

What happened next was just as Song Ying said. The gallbladder was broken and everything was fine. The subsequent acupuncture points were all performed smoothly.

After half an hour, Lin Wenxuan took out the last silver needle and said to Chef Wang, "Uncle Wang, it's done."

After saying this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chef Wang moved his neck, felt it carefully, and said, "Not bad, no different from what your master did after the acupuncture."