"Kē'er."
Jiang Tongxin arrived after finishing her work in the emergency department.
"Sister Jiang, look quickly, Yun Ting is treating President Kang's mother..."
Su Ke'er pulled her, pointing inside to Wan Yunting, who was taking the old lady's pulse. Jiang Tongxin was surprised.
Wasn't Professor Huang specially here to treat the old lady? Why was it him?
So Su Ke'er explained to her what had just happened...
"Young man, you are..."
The old lady woke up. Her complexion was poor, and she looked at Wan Yunting with confused old eyes.
"Grandma, I'm treating you."
Wan Yunting showed a gentle smile and said to the old lady with a smile, "Don't worry, your illness is not serious, and you will get better soon."
The old lady nodded. Kang Hongwen and Mrs. Zhou also went up to comfort her.
Wan Yunting released the old lady's hand. He stood up, bent over, and gently pressed her abdomen with his large hands. The old lady immediately cried out in pain. Mrs. Zhou wanted to stop him, but Kang Hongwen raised his hand to stop her and turned to look at Wan Yunting.
Physician He Chang, as well as Su Ke'er and Jiang Tongxin, watched curiously.
Doctors He Tianxiang, Zhang Jianlin, and Huang Zhongshu, who were two meters away, also craned their necks.
In the spacious ward, no one dared to speak, watching quietly.
"Grandma, how are you feeling now?"
After massaging the old lady's abdomen for five minutes, Wan Yunting asked kindly.
"Heh, it doesn't seem to hurt much anymore."
The old lady looked surprised. Kang Hongwen and Mrs. Zhou were delighted, not expecting Wan Yunting's massage to actually have an effect.
He Chang, standing nearby, looked intently and exclaimed, "Massage technique!"
Wan Yunting nodded and glanced at him, then continued massaging the old lady. "This cold evil and the cold and heat, one is lodged in the intestines, and the other is concentrated in the body's surface, causing external heat and internal cold, which leads to the persistent low fever in the elderly."
He Chang was shocked and immediately understood. "No wonder. When I used the Xing Huo acupuncture to treat her, the old lady was in unbearable pain because there was still a concentration of cold and heat on her body's surface, and I only treated it as a common cold."
"So, I first use 'Qi' to disperse the stagnant cold evil in her body, and then assist with acupuncture. This way, it can be relieved. Finally, I will prescribe a formula, and two doses of medicine will be enough for a full recovery," Wan Yunting said with a smile.
But He Chang was shocked. "You can manipulate 'Qi'?"
Wan Yunting looked up at him and smiled without speaking.
He saw an invisible energy flowing between his hands, making the old lady's abdomen feel warm and comfortable. She said, "Young man, your hands are so warm, and the massage feels so comfortable."
"It's good that you're comfortable..."
Mrs. Zhou and Kang Hongwen were overjoyed, and He Chang next to them was even more dumbfounded.
The so-called 'Qi' was something only Guoshu martial artists practiced and manipulated.
This meant that Wan Yunting was a Guoshu martial artist who practiced internal martial arts!
"Sister Jiang, look quickly, Brother Yun Ting is so amazing."
Seeing the old lady's comfortable expression and gradually improving complexion, Su Ke'er was excited. Jiang Tongxin narrowed her phoenix eyes and looked at Wan Yunting's back.
Although yesterday he had saved the burn victim with his massage techniques, and he had said he only treated prisoners in jail, Jiang Tongxin hadn't thought much of it.
However, at this moment, seeing Wan Yunting's skillful techniques, where a few simple massages could improve the old lady's condition, she realized she wasn't mistaken. He was no ordinary person!
"This kid, he really knows Chinese medicine..."
Zhang Jianlin was shocked. When Wan Manyu contacted him, she had mentioned that Wan Yunting had learned medicine in prison, but he hadn't paid much attention.
But now, this old lady's condition, which had stumped all the doctors in the hospital, was showing signs of improvement under Wan Yunting's hands. Wasn't this a blatant slap in the face to the doctors present?
After five minutes, Wan Yunting straightened up. Seeing that the old lady's complexion had improved significantly, he said with a gentle smile, "Grandma, don't worry. I will give you acupuncture now to dispel the cold evil qi in your intestines."
The old lady, hearing about the needles, felt apprehensive. "Will it hurt?"
"No, don't worry."
Wan Yunting smiled gently and then said to He Chang, "Dr. He, may I borrow your silver needles?"
"Oh, of course..."
He Chang snapped back to attention. He dared not underestimate Wan Yunting anymore. He quickly opened his medical box and took out his personal silver needles. He even acted as Wan Yunting's assistant, lighting the alcohol lamp.
Wan Yunting remained silent. With three fingers, he produced a seven-inch silver needle – a long needle technique.
If he were using short needles, two fingers would suffice.
The silver needle was briefly passed over the flame of the alcohol lamp and then inserted precisely, decisively, and steadily into the Shuixue point on the old lady's abdomen.
This made He Chang, also a physician, unable to help but praise, "The technique is fast, accurate, and steady. This is the San Ci method, also the Xing Huo acupuncture, a cold-dispelling needle technique..."
Wan Yunting looked up at him, smiled, and continued to produce the second silver needle. This time, the technique was neither fast nor slow, but its steadiness was remarkable...
Soon, several acupoints on the old lady's abdomen were filled with silver needles.
Not only that, but he also used short needles and the lifting and pinching technique to insert a needle into the Yintang point between the old lady's eyebrows, and then in the points on her eyebrows, Renzhong, and other areas. Wan Yunting said, "The old lady has a persistent low fever. A few needle insertions will help her recover soon."
Kang Hongwen nodded and asked the old lady, "Mom, how do you feel now..."
"Don't talk to the elderly for now. Let her sleep. Remove the needles in twenty minutes,"
Wan Yunting stopped Kang Hongwen. Secretary Lin, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow, but Kang Hongwen smiled and said nothing. Then, with a wave of his hand, he signaled Secretary Lin to escort the irrelevant onlookers out.
He Tianxiang and Zhang Jianlin exchanged glances and could only leave the ward helplessly, going out to the living room.
"Dr. He, please trouble you for a trip."
Using He Chang's paper and pen, Wan Yunting wrote a prescription and asked him to get the medicine.
"I'll take you to the Traditional Chinese Medicine department to get the medicine. They have decocting pots there..."
Su Ke'er, being warm-hearted, immediately took He Chang out to the adjacent Traditional Chinese Medicine department to get the medicine.
Twenty minutes later, Wan Yunting removed the needles from the old lady. She also woke up, her complexion much restored, which made Zhou Caihong very happy.
After seriously inquiring with the old lady, Wan Yunting said to Kang Hongwen, "The old lady's condition is almost healed. After drinking two more doses of medicine, she can be discharged tomorrow."
"Good."
Kang Hongwen was pleased and patted his shoulder, laughing, "Wan Yunting, you are very good."
"Yes."
Mrs. Zhou also smiled at Wan Yunting and said, "Thanks to you, otherwise, the old lady would have suffered much more here."
If He Tianxiang and the others were still here, they would surely be ashamed and want to find a hole to crawl into.
An hour later, He Chang and Su Ke'er returned with insulated cups containing the medicine decocted in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department. Mrs. Zhou fed the old lady the medicine spoonful by spoonful.
Another hour passed. The old lady stopped having diarrhea, her low fever completely subsided, and her temperature returned to normal. The old lady was now asleep.
Because she had been staying in the hospital for the past few days, she had been unable to sleep soundly due to her discomfort and the constant comings and goings of the doctors. It was no wonder Zhou Caihong was furious.
"This... this is too..."
He Tianxiang and Zhang Jianlin outside looked at each other in disbelief, sighing helplessly.
Especially Huang Zhongshu, who came from Beijing and was an authority expert in intestinal diseases.
Now, it was as if their faces were being held and slapped repeatedly, making them feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Hmph."
Huang Zhongshu, unable to bear the shame any longer, turned and left. He Tianxiang quickly chased after him to appease him...
The ward door opened. Kang Hongwen, Wan Yunting, Secretary Lin, He Chang, and Su Ke'er also came out. Mrs. Zhou was inside taking care of the old lady.
"President Kang..."
With He Tianxiang gone, Zhang Jianlin scurried up, fawning and bowing.