Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

According to historical records, Zhuge Liang once had a verbal battle with the Confucian scholars, which shows that sometimes harsh words can hurt people the most. But quack doctors kill people. To a doctor with a kind heart, even a fledgling quasi-doctor, it is different from that of a sharp knife that can hurt people. Sharp blade.

Mr. Dong's sarcastic and stern words even made Shen Changhe and Director Xia look worried and couldn't bear it. Not to mention that the health problems of the old leader are the responsibility of these so-called health experts. , the little girl was put on the shelf, but she didn't expect to suffer such a disaster.

Besides, Mr. Dong, as a senior and an elder, should be more tolerant and magnanimous. Even if the little girl really does not live up to her reputation, whether she is good at teaching or giving warnings, she cannot arbitrarily label a junior as a quack doctor who kills people. Buckle up.

What's more, the little girl was highly praised and recommended by several senior figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine with both virtues and talents. She must have two brushes. Of course, the most important thing is that Shen Changhe and Director Xia are more or less confident in their hearts. This little girl who is calm and self-possessed in the face of ridicule and questioning does have some abilities.

As for Ya'er, even though she knew that Mr. Dong, who had preconceived notions, might have meant it when she said this, she had always been angry, but the clay figurine was still angry. What's more, Ya'er wasn't the kind to abstain from anger. Where is the angry Clay Bodhisattva?[

In the small study room on the second floor, Grandpa Zhai felt vaguely, although what he heard was not clear, but he felt restless as if there was a nail growing under his butt. Even the young man who heard the sentence from downstairs knew that this was the scene downstairs. Someone is looking for trouble with Yaer.

"Old Zhai, it's your turn!" The old leader took a sip of tea, looked at the chess game that had captured most of the country, and reminded Grandpa Zhai with a smile, who was stretching his neck to look out the door.

When Grandpa Zhai heard this, he suppressed his thoughts and turned around to see, "Hey, what else are you playing? He lost again! He had already lost three games in a row within three minutes of coming up."

Worried about Ya'er downstairs, Grandpa Zhai could only watch helplessly as his last black stone was surrounded by white stones, and wailed, "Old chief, you know that I am a rough man and not good at chess!"

"That's because you are absent-minded, Old Zhai! When it comes to marching and formation, you, the famous Founding Tiger, will be more proficient than me!" The old leader looked at Grandpa Zhai, who was not looking at the chessboard at all, and felt funny in his heart, "Stop looking! The girl can't stand the bullying!"

"Does this mean I haven't been bullied? My Ya'er has already turned into a young girl!" Grandpa Zhai retorted, holding his neck and protecting his calf openly.

"Nothing can be made without polishing it, you, caring will lead to chaos! You don't want to see the other side of that girl! If that girl was just pure and well-behaved and considerate, she would definitely not be able to achieve today's results! That girl is not just under your care. A delicate flower bone."

Even though he has only met the little girl twice, the old man with piercing eyes understands Ya'er's temperament better than Grandpa Zhai, the calf-protecting grandpa who is obsessed with the authorities.

What? The other side of Ya'er? Obviously this proposal is more attractive than just rolling up your sleeves and going downstairs to help Ya'er become braver. Why is Grandpa Zhai talking so much? Why don't you wait?

Grandpa Zhai didn't wait long when a familiar voice came from downstairs. It was neither slow nor urgent, neither humble nor overbearing. It was crisp but without the usual sweetness and softness, and even had a rare coldness as sharp as a blade.

"Mr. Dong, it is indeed a fact that I am a young girl with young hair. Because I am indeed still young and have little qualifications. However, as a doctor, I must have the habit of preconceptions and only looking at the appearance. The chairman once said that without investigation, there is no cure.

I have no right to speak! Mr. Dong, I cannot afford to wear the label of a quack doctor who kills people!"

It is well-founded and tepid, but if you think carefully about the inside and outside of your words, you will find needles hidden in the fabric and sharp knives that go straight into people's hearts.

Upstairs, Grandpa Zhai was shaking his head as he heard this. If the old chief hadn't been right in front of him, Grandpa Zhai would have almost celebrated his birthday. I didn't expect that his soft-spoken Ya'er could actually be sharp with every word. What a feat.

Soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

This girl usually acts coquettishly and wears colorful clothes to entertain her. I was worried that her temper was too good, but she didn't expect that she would be aggressive and not give in.

Downstairs, there was silence.

In fact, not only Mr. Dong was skeptical, but several other expert doctors also had the same suspicion. However, because the little girl was brought here by Mr. Song and others, they had reservations. However, no one expected that the beauty in their eyes

The sharp mouth of Mr. Dong, who was not afraid of sand, was really fierce. Those words were indeed too harsh for a little girl.

I originally thought that the little girl was thin-skinned and might be scolded by the sharp mouth of the unforgiving Mr. Dong, but I never imagined that the little girl didn’t even have red eyes or even shake her head. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

With her sharp mouth and sharp teeth, she doesn't know Mr. Dong's prestige in the medical community, right?

However, despite Mr. Dong's harsh words just now, he was still neither humble nor arrogant, which shows that the little girl has a tough mind. Based on this character, maybe the little girl is really a piece of jade.

In short, everyone who had seen the strong wind and waves could not come back to their senses in time. Mr. Dong, on the other hand, blushed and pointed at the proud and self-possessed little girl in front of him, speechless.[

Mr. Dong is also a man who loves medicine and will not tolerate any doubts about his medical skills and medical ethics.

Ya'er was not a competitive person to begin with. After she finished speaking, she saw Mr. Dong's face was as serious as ice and he pointed at himself without saying anything for a long time. She couldn't help but feel regretful. Cultivate your mind and nature. Cultivate your mind and nature. Mr. Dong is not only a senior.

Still an elder.

However, before Ya'er could apologize, Mr. Dong took a deep breath and realized that he had accidentally gotten into a serious fight with a yellow-haired girl and argued with her, which was really beneath his status.

Therefore, Mr. Dong looked directly at Ya'er and turned to Director Xia, "Director Xia, you are the person in charge, but if a newcomer is allowed to participate in this treatment, I will definitely not sign the treatment plan. I suggest that you can

Take a more conservative and prudent treatment plan, or ask Mr. Liu to take action."

Although the problem was finally thrown back to him, Director Xia secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Mr. Dong was quite calm. He continued to explain to Mr. Dong and several others who were equally skeptical although they did not speak, "Everyone,

Although classmate Du is young, he has quite a lot of medical experience. Presumably, Xiao Sun and Xiao Chu both knew the physical condition of Han Tianlin back then. In the past few years, classmate Du Xuanjin has been most responsible for the improvement of Han Tianlin's health. Also,

Wang Zhongtian, Mr. Wang, I just learned that the lithiasis that Mr. Wang made us unable to deal with was also brought back to life by Mr. Du. And..."

In the past few days, Director Xia had been doing a lot of homework and discovered that there was such a rising star in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. In fact, it is not appropriate to say that she is a rising star. The little girl's superb medical skills may have surpassed those of them who have been practicing medicine for decades.

Director Xia's investigation information was not as detailed as the information on Shen Changhe's desk. Director Xia's only concern was Du Xuanjin's performance in traditional Chinese medicine. However, even some clues were enough to make Director Xia stunned.

The most important thing is that nowadays, the influence of traditional Chinese medicine is weak, but the little girl’s talent in traditional Chinese medicine is astonishing and spiritual. It has to be said that she is one of the great blessings of inheriting traditional Chinese medicine.

When Director Xia talked about these things, he spoke of them like family treasures, and his tone could not hide the pride that this woman was a great blessing to our generation.

Director Xia was very eloquent, and everyone's expressions ranged from initial suspicion and uncertainty, to shock and doubt, to sighs and sighs at the end.

They are all people who have been in the field of traditional Chinese medicine for many years, and are better at observing words and expressions. Yes, they were praised highly by several old national experts, and they were brought here personally by General Zhai, so they cannot be judged by common sense.

Moreover, Shen Changhe, the confidential secretary-general, obviously trusts and is close to the little girl, and does not avoid people. If the little girl has her reputation, how can she get past Shen Changhe, who is as sharp as an eagle and as cautious as a fox? !

When everyone looked at Ya'er now, they were both horribly shocked and slightly hopeful. The red sandalwood-carved medical box on the little girl's shoulders looked very old. It seemed that the little girl really had a family background, but it was this simple The medical kit does not match the elegance and sophistication of the little girl at all.

It was rare for everyone to have time to joke, but when they looked at Director Xia, they looked unfriendly. Why didn't Lao Xia tell me about the little girl's trump cards earlier!

Director Xia looked even more helpless. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Mr. Dong as soon as he started speaking!

Everyone looked at Mr. Dong this time. They should let Mr. Du give it a try. Now they are waiting for Mr. Dong to agree.

The reason is that everyone working in a special unit like the Health Bureau usually has high-ranking officials and dignitaries. They always adhere to the principle of being careful about big mistakes and always leave a margin of three points when speaking.

Mr. Dong, on the other hand, although he has superb medical skills, is also known for being arrogant and a bit stubborn. Although he is upright, his mouth is a bit harsh and unforgiving. Otherwise, he would not be able to tolerate others even with his qualifications. You will have to call Director Xia Director.

As expected, Mr. Dong still insisted on his opinion, "Director Xia, the art of golden needles, one needle saves people and the other hurts. I still have the same opinion. She may know the art of golden needles, but without many years of clinical experience, you Can you guarantee that there will be no mistakes when she performs the acupuncture? The chief shoulders the responsibility of a country, and his health cannot allow any accidents."

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard what Mr. Dong said. Doctors are also human beings, not gods. No one can survive without being a sage. Doctors can only be cautious when facing patients. No one can give 100%. Hundreds of guarantees.

Now Ya'er finally figured out the old man's temper, and couldn't help but feel ridiculous in her heart. This old man had a stubborn temperament and was obviously a man who couldn't get enough of oil and salt.

Director Xia and his colleagues have been working with Mr. Dong for many years and have a better understanding of his temper. They were a little at a loss for a while. Because they have initially determined the treatment plan, adopting traditional Chinese medicine methods, internally regulating yin and yang, externally strengthening the body and dispelling evil, a two-pronged approach. According to the principle, the treatment plan The unanimous consent of everyone present must be sought.[

Downstairs, there was a deadlock for a while because of Mr. Dong's insistence.

Upstairs, Grandpa Zhai, who has both ears and eyes, listened from beginning to end. He was so angry that he jumped up and down the stairs. However, he could only be angry. Others did not recognize Ya'er's ability, and he could not just grab anyone and let Ya'er show off. What a skill!

It is true that Grandpa Zhai protects his family the most, but Grandpa Zhai has never used power to oppress others in his life.

It was rare for the old chief to see Grandpa Zhai's jokes, and he felt relaxed physically and mentally. He had already heard that the Health Bureau was famous for not spilling oil, so he couldn't let the old man stare at him any more, so he waved to the orderly at the door, "Little

Wu, come here!"

The refreshed orderly came over, listened to the old chief whisper a few words of advice in his ear, returned the salute, and went downstairs.

"Director Xia, the chief said that he agreed to let classmate Du Xuanjin perform acupuncture on him! Mr. Dong, the chief said that young people should be given more opportunities!" Xiao Wu, the orderly, said what he said, without a word of nonsense. After repeating it, he turned around neatly.

Ready to go at any time.

"Then let's discuss the treatment plan now! As for the acupuncture part, let Du Xuanjin give the chief an acupuncture first, and then adjust the treatment plan according to the effect of the acupuncture." Director Xia concluded, always giving the stern-faced Dong

Please give me a step up. After all, Mr. Dong is just stubborn, not unconventional.

"Okay!" Others also agreed. After all, everyone could see that the old chief was very fond of the little girl.

Ya'er couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. It was not easy to be a duck that was pushed into the racket.

However, now that we have been caught up in the fight, we can only be honest with people and diligent in work.

On the second floor, in the lounge, the old chief was reclining on a recliner, surrounded by a circle of people. Even Grandpa Zhai joined in the fun without moving his legs. Of course, Director Xia and others knew that the environment should be quiet when performing acupuncture, but seeing is believing.

Even if Ya'er achieves outstanding results, Director Xia and others must personally check it.

Outside, the autumn sun before noon was bright, and the osmanthus shadows supported the sparse stars. The light shone into the lounge and fell on the careless Ya'er. In a trance, the elegant and unconventional girl, who did not eat the fireworks of the world, had a school of apricot forest skills in her movements.

wind.

Ya'er didn't pay attention to everyone's reserved attitude. She calmly took out her own meal from the red sandalwood-carved medical box. She cherished it like a treasure and carefully unfolded the needle cover, which contained gold needles of different lengths and thicknesses.

Densely packed. This set of golden needles was found by Ya'er on the shelf of the Space Museum. She loves it like a treasure and is reluctant to use it.

A dazzling golden light accidentally dazzled people's eyes, "Huh? Golden needle?!" I don't know who yelled these three words, and all of a sudden everyone's attention was drawn to the row in Ya'er's hand that was being disinfected.

On a gold needle as thin as an ox hair.

"Classmate Xuanjin (Classmate Du), are you sure you want to use golden needles?" Director Xia questioned and several others sounded at the same time.

You can't blame Director Xia and the others for making too much fuss. In fact, the needles used in acupuncture are also very particular. Old Chinese doctors mostly use silver needles when performing acupuncture. And gold needles, because of their soft texture, are more particular about the hands of the person who performs acupuncture.

Kung Fu. Only those who are proficient in acupuncture and skilled in acupuncture techniques dare to use gold needles.

"Yes, use golden needles!" Director Xia and the others are experts in traditional Chinese medicine. Ya'er naturally understands why they doubt it. However, since she dares to take out this set of golden needles, Ya'er can naturally control them.

Mr. Dong couldn't stand Ya'er's unmodest expression, so he muttered in a low voice, "Huh, grandstanding!"

Although the voice was low, Ya'er heard it very clearly and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that Mr. Dong was in conflict with him. His old age had no effect on this person.

Grandpa Zhai, who has a sharp ear and eyesight, twitched the tips of his ears and hummed quietly. Although he didn't understand what golden needles were, his own Ya'er shocked these experts before he took action, and Grandpa Zhai was a little complacent.

Director Xia saw that the little girl looked attentive, and the clear starry eyes were filled with unmistakable confidence, which made people convinced. But Director Xia couldn't help but persuade her, "Classmate Xuanjin, would it be better to use silver needles instead?"

Have some control?"

"Xiao Xia, it's a good thing for young people to have confidence. Let's not affect her decision." Before Ya'er could answer, the old leader who was leaning on the recliner leaned forward, raised his hand, and signaled.

"Girl, just treat me like an ordinary patient and do whatever you want!" After the old chief finished speaking, he gently leaned back on the recliner, and his eyes that could see people's hearts were gently closed, trying not to put any pressure on the little doctor.

The patient's wholehearted trust is like a stimulant to a doctor.

Ya'er gently closed her eyes and took a long breath. Then, when she opened her eyes again, they were astonishingly bright, serious and focused, and all she could see in her eyes were the golden needles as thin as an ox's hair.

Ya'er's acupuncture technique is very skillful, as if she has practiced it thousands of times in her mind, without any stagnation. She stabs every acupoint accurately, twists and lifts gently, and then the second needle, the third needle...

Each needle seemed ordinary and strange, but the people around her who were concentrating on it were all experts. After careful inspection, they discovered that the order of the little girl's needles just coincided with the mutual generation and restraint of yin and yang and the five elements.

Heaven and man correspond.

The old leader received exactly nine needles, no more and no less. The Tao system is based on nine, and nine is the extreme number of yang. If the number reaches nine, the Tao fruit will be achieved.

Mr. Dong is indeed obsessed with medicine. One moment, he was criticizing the little girl for trying to please others. The next moment, he was secretly trying to figure out the other person's acupuncture techniques, and even whispered, "Is this the Nine Needles of Fuxi and the Nine Pillars of Plum Blossoms?"

From the moment Ya'er administered the acupuncture, there was only silence in the lounge. No matter how low Mr. Dong lowered his voice, it still reached everyone's ears.

They all know Fuxi's Nine Needles, but what are the Nine Plum Blossom Pillars?

"Mr. Dong, just now classmate Xuan Jin had to perform acupuncture, have you ever dabbled in it?" Someone was curious and couldn't help but ask.

Unexpectedly, the stubborn Mr. Dong turned red in the face and said, "This is the only time I have seen this in my life! It's just that the acupuncture technique just now implies that the Yang number is nine. The nine plum blossom piles are the nine needles I made for Fu Xi by tasting hundreds of herbs."

'Privately named!"

Oh? Everyone realized it. They didn't expect that Mr. Dong, who was incapable of being rebellious, could actually have such an elegant and childlike side.

Mr. Dong's attention was not focused on how everyone reacted. He stared at the pair of snow-white wrists without blinking, or more accurately, stared at the slender, fair-skinned hands.

Suddenly, he muttered something again, "No! It's absolutely amazing, it's truly amazing, simplify the complex and return to simplicity!"

Because Mr. Dong was so excited, everyone's attention was focused on those slender hands again. They saw that the needle tails of the nine golden needles were trembling slightly, and the wind was moving. Is this the potential of leaking liver wind? And the old leader

At this moment, his expression was gentle, and everyone could even hear his gentle snoring.

A group of old men, almost all over fifty, stared at the pair of slender hands that were twisting or turning, inserting or lifting. In Mr. Dong's words, this was a unique skill that he had only seen in his life.

When Ya'er pulled out the golden needles one by one, the old leader was still sleeping soundly. Xiao Wu, the orderly, quickly stepped forward to help the old leader level the couch and cover it with a thin blanket.

A group of people also came out of the lounge. Before Grandpa Zhai could step forward to pat his Ya'er on the shoulder and praise her for doing a good job, he saw Ya'er surrounded by everyone, all of whom were hesitant to speak.

Director Xia believes that he is the most familiar with the little girl among everyone, "It's true that ambition is not as high as age. Today we all have an eye-opener! Mr. Du has a long family background, and in an era when the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine is struggling, he is able to pass on the art of golden needles!"

The reason why Director Xia mentioned his family background is that everyone is relatively successful in Chinese medicine, but the little girl's acupuncture technique was unheard of.

Everyone around him couldn't help but nod in agreement. He was really hiding in the city. He had performed a double stunt just now.

Everyone's curiosity is like being lightly brushed by a feather, itching very much, but their minds are constantly quoting scriptures. It seems that the famous people in the history of traditional Chinese medicine have never heard of an ancestor named Du?

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the golden needle technique just now was a family heirloom. Although everyone was curious, they were too embarrassed to ask.

"Classmate Du Xiao, who is your ancestor?" No one expected that the person who asked directly was Mr. Dong. Although he heard a rough voice, he couldn't deny that the tone was completely different from just now.

Seeing everyone staring at him, the stubborn old man twisted his neck and said, "If you don't want to say it, that's all!"

Ya'er was stunned for a moment, this excuse seemed to be quite sufficient, and then she smiled frankly. Since she was uniquely endowed, Ya'er didn't mind granting it generously.

Ya'er secretly winked at the confused Grandpa Zhai, smiled brightly, and continued, "I don't know if my ancestors have haunted you. That ancient book was dug out of rags when I was a child. It should have been first

It is a casual note that can be relied upon by people. If you are interested, I will help you copy a few copies if you have time!"

Everyone was stunned by the big pie that suddenly fell from the sky. Did the little girl mean that she was willing to share the immeasurable ancient book with the big guys?

This time, Mr. Dong reacted the fastest. Although the muscles on his face were stiff, the surprise in his eyes could not deceive anyone. He said in a loud voice, "Thank you! I also have a few ancient books that I have collected. If you are interested,

, I can lend it to you to read!”

"Thank you, Mr. Dong. Then I'd rather obey your orders than be respectful!" Ya'er responded with a smile. As for apologizing for her impulsiveness just now, there is no need to say it, so as not to accidentally annoy Mr. Dong again.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Is the old man and the young man talking to each other? You must know that Mr. Dong’s collection of books is his lifeblood. He has never seen Mr. Dong so generous.

However, the little girl has such a big heart. Nowadays, the power of traditional Chinese medicine is weak. In the past few years, the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine has almost been exhausted. It seems that they should think deeply about it!