The Splendid Medical Concubine: The Journey of a Concubine

Chapter 39 039 Silver Needle

Even though it was daytime, two lanterns were lit in the back hall, illuminating the room.

Chu Qianchen focused all his attention on Yun Zhan. Under Mo Chen's cold eyes, he calmly inserted more silver needles into Yun Zhan's body.

Each of her needles landed very quickly. Before Amber could see clearly, the needle had already penetrated into the acupuncture point.

The technique she uses for each needle is not exactly the same. Sometimes she lifts the needle, sometimes twists it, sometimes scrapes the handle, and sometimes pushes along the meridians...

Chu Qianchen patiently said to Mo Chen: "The purpose of acupuncture is to fly through the meridians and release the qi. "Lingshu Nine Needles and Twelve Origins" says: 'The key to acupuncture is to be effective when the qi arrives.' After half an hour, the qi These key points will be sealed and the blood vessels will be blocked. When the needle is pulled out, there will be no further blood loss. "

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and flicked the handle of one of the silver needles, causing the needle body to vibrate slightly and make a buzzing sound like a mosquito.

"Okay, let him lie down."

"Panax notoginseng, Xiaoji, Daji, Diyu, Imperata cognac..." Chu Qianchen fluently announced a series of names of the medicines, and called Mo Chen as a matter of course, "You are strong, go and crush them all!"

Doctor Liu quickly said: "Girl, I'll do it!"

He felt that being with Mo Chen, an ice cube, was too stressful, so as soon as he found an excuse, he couldn't wait to escape.

Mo Chen carefully put down Yun Zhan and stood up from the couch. He was a head taller than Chu Qianchen. When he looked at Chu Qianchen like this, he naturally gave people a sense of oppression.

Chu Qianchen didn't seem to notice anything, he was still smiling and calm.

Mo Chen said slowly: "So, if the chest is opened, this method can also be used to stop the bleeding?"

The corners of Chu Qianchen's lips behind the veil were raised a little higher, and he was very happy to help Mo Chen clear up his doubts: "Yes."

"However, to dig out the... remnants of the blade inside the body, the wound must be much larger, so the wound will need stitches."

Yunzhan's wound was not big, but the injury to his jugular caused massive bleeding. If the bleeding could not be stopped in time, the blood spurting out of the wound would expand the wound. Eventually, he would lose too much blood and he would be hopeless.

If he hadn't happened to be by his side today, Yun Zhan would have died.

Just like the previous life.

Mo Chen stared at Chu Qianchen steadily, his dark eyes calm and cold, as deep as a bottomless cold pool.

When I came to Jishi Hall for the first time just now, I heard the girl in front of me mention opening the prince's chest. He would say it was ridiculous because once the chest is opened and the wound is too large, the blood loss will definitely not be controlled. Once the human body loses about 30% of its blood, it will Life is at stake.

He would never risk the prince's life!

But now, his mood has completely changed from what it was half an hour ago.

He watched with his own eyes as she saved Yun Zhan, who should have died.

There was a voice in Mo Chen's heart saying that she might really be able to cure the prince!

His heart beat faster, and there was a trace of ripples in his unsettled eyes.

Not long after, the door to the backyard was pushed open, and Dr. Liu came in with a tray and said politely: "Girl, those herbs are pounded."

"Put it over there."

Chu Qianchen pointed to the table by the window, then sat down by the window and mixed the ointment leisurely.

Doctor Liu looked at her unblinkingly from the side, his almost fanatical eyes had the feeling of looking up to the sky.

A faint herbal smell filled the air and drifted out faintly.

Uncle Zhongyong outside waited and waited, sometimes standing, sometimes sitting, sometimes walking back and forth, anxious.

The more he waited, the more worried he became, and the more he waited, the more irritated he became. After waiting for an hour and still no movement, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he opened the door curtain again regardless of the waiter's obstruction, and his eyes met Mo Chen's cold eyes.

Uncle Zhongyong suddenly felt guilty and stood at the door curtain without daring to go any further. He took a closer look and saw that the girl in green clothes was reaching out to pull out the silver needle on Yunzhan Ren's Ying point.

Uncle Zhongyong almost shouted out loud, remembering the scene after he pulled out the needle...

He stared at Yunzhan, who was lying on the couch with his eyes closed. Only he knew how nervous he was. Yunzhan must not die!

With his back to Uncle Zhongyong, Chu Qianchen quickly pulled out one needle, two, three... and even the last one.

From beginning to end, Yun Zhan lay motionless on the couch, and the wound on his neck stopped bleeding.

Until this moment, Zhongyong Bo opened his eyes slightly and asked in a difficult voice: "Girl, is he okay?"

"He can live." Chu Qianchen put away her needle and smiled confidently, her dark phoenix eyes as bright as the brightest stars on a summer night.

Even the blood-stained veil could not block her bright and attractive style. She was like the big red peony blooming on the branch, as delicate as fire, and overwhelming the other flowers.

Her three words made Mo Chen breathe a sigh of relief, and Uncle Zhongyong couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat with his sleeves, thinking: As long as Yun Zhan is not dead, this storm will be over. At most, he can go back and beat Yun Hao. Just let Yunzhan calm down.

Chu Qianchen ordered Dr. Liu: "Apply medicine on his neck twice a day."

"After the medicine is ready, give it to him. You must not move him or blow on him today."

"If he has a fever at night, just follow my second prescription."

"I'm leaving. I'll see him again tomorrow." There was a hint of exhaustion in Chu Qianchen's eyes.

Just giving Yun Zhan the acupuncture seemed easy, but in fact it was extremely labor-intensive and required full concentration. Now she just wanted to go back to the Marquis Mansion and get a good night's sleep.

After all, she is still too weak and needs to train hard.

"girl."

At this time, Amber came back and brought a cloak, which Chu Qianchen had just ordered her to buy from a nearby clothing store.

Chu Qianchen put on his cloak, covered up the blood on his body, and planned to leave.

Uncle Zhongyong subconsciously wanted to stop Chu Qianchen, but at this moment, a low moan came from the couch.

When Uncle Zhongyong saw that his son had woken up, he no longer cared about Chu Qianchen and rushed to the couch, shouting: "Azhan!"

"Thank you!" Mo Chen bowed to Chu Qianchen solemnly.

Chu Qianchen looked at him, the corners of his lips slightly raised behind the veil.

At this moment, Mo Chen, who was sitting on the roof drinking wine to the moon in her previous life, appeared in her mind again.

Chu Qianchen turned around and walked briskly out of Jishi Hall, followed closely by Hu Hue.

She walked along the street to the fork in the road, and just when she turned a corner, she suddenly heard a familiar whistling sound in her ears.

This is…

Chu Qianchen paused and was about to follow the sound, when Amber behind him said, "Girl, we are going back a little late today."

Amber was a little worried, it was already late, and she would definitely miss the time to greet the Madam when she went back, and she might even get scolded by the Madam.

After resurrecting her life, Chu Qianchen didn't care whether the people in the Hou Mansion liked her. She smiled reassuringly at Hu Hue, and then turned around to see that Huahong Street, where Jishi Hall was located, was empty.

It turns out it’s not Jueying.

(End of chapter)