SFS Chapter 907: Golden Needle? A gift from my partner
Chapter 907: Golden Needle? A gift from my partner
Li Zhong did not refuse and reached out to carefully feel Sun Shaoping's pulse.
"Yes, the blood clots have dispersed and the heartbeat is normal.
The leader should wake up soon."
Bai Qianzhou heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Then he staggered, and if Li Zhong hadn't been quick to catch him, he would have fallen to the ground.
"Thank you, Mr. Li."
Bai Qianzhou managed to steady himself with great difficulty, then rubbed his temples.
"Boy, how long have you not rested?"
Bai Qianzhou shook his head. Since the conflict began, although no one died, many soldiers were injured.
The medical team led by Sun Shaoping was limited and had not rested for several hours. Bai Qianzhou himself did not know the answer to this question.
All he knew was that he was constantly bandaging wounds and performing surgery, and he thought the conflict was over and no one would be hurt anymore.
But he never expected that the person who appeared in front of him and was waiting for him to save him was actually his old leader.
"It's okay, I'll just take a rest when I get back."
They are all doctors, so Li Zhong knows how tired he is.
He didn't say anything. Bai Qianzhou's condition could only be alleviated by rest.
After the operation, the golden needle must naturally be returned to Bai Qianzhou.
Li Zhong disinfected the gold needles reluctantly, and then inserted them back into the cloth roll one by one.
"Young man, where did you get these golden needles? Have you studied acupuncture?"
Bai Qianzhou's face flushed slightly, and there was a hint of pride when he spoke.
"My boyfriend found this golden needle and asked me to hand it over.
As for acupuncture, I have learned some basic techniques on my own, but I haven't studied it systematically."
To Li Zhong, each piece of news was shocking.
Was Jinzhen picked up by his girlfriend?
Can this kid's bragging be reliable?
If he could pick it up, why couldn't he pick it up?
Li Zhong had no idea that there was such a bizarre existence as Fu Wan. He immediately said with a dark face: "You kid are lying to me, an old man. Is this something you can pick up?"
Bai Qianzhou nodded very seriously and said, "I really found it, old man, there's no point in me lying to you.
She originally wanted to give me this golden needle, but it has the Imperial Hospital logo on it, so we guess it's a lost artifact from a few years ago."
What, it’s still a cultural relic?!
Li Zhong immediately looked carefully at the golden needle in his hand, and sure enough, he found the two lines of text on the top of the golden needle.
This thing really doesn't look like the golden needles passed down from our traditional Chinese medicine family.
It looks more like something from the palace in the late Qing Dynasty.
Well, it seems that my idea of borrowing the golden needle to play with was shattered before I even said it.
There is no way. Who dares to play with cultural relics? If anything goes wrong, his dilapidated house cannot withstand another raid!
Li Zhong reluctantly inserted the last golden needle into the cloth bag, then he tied up the bag and handed it to Bai Qianzhou.
"Put it away, kid. This thing is valuable and you can't lose it."
Bai Qianzhou took it. He saw Li Zhong's love for the golden needle, and he wondered whether he should tell him that he also had the medical book given by Fu Wan.
Those medical books are definitely treasures for any Chinese medicine practitioner.
But when he remembered that Fu Wan had asked him to give the medical book to Sun Shaoping, Bai Qianzhou immediately dismissed the idea.
If the golden needle could not increase the chances of rescuing Sun Shaoping, Bai Qianzhou would not have taken it out.
Baby, baby, now that more and more people know about it, it’s inevitable that some people will miss you.
Just as Bai Qianzhou put away the golden needles, Li Zhong also put away his silver needles.
He hesitated for two seconds, then looked at Bai Qianzhou and said, "Boy...are you interested in learning Chinese medicine from me?"
Bai Qianzhou was stunned for a moment, and without waiting for his answer, Li Zhong waved his hand again.
"Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this.
When you finish your mission and prepare to return, if you wish, remember to ask Xing Shengli to take you to me."
After saying that, he turned around swiftly and walked out of the medical tent carrying the small box he had brought with him.
Bai Qianzhou was no longer daydreaming about becoming a disciple. After instructing the medical staff to pay attention to Sun Shaoping's condition, he took off his gloves and prepared to go back to his tent to rest.
When he left, he was still in a trance and felt a little bit unbelievable. Before coming here, he had been struggling with whether to take the gold needles and medical books with him.
But thinking of Fu Wan's entrustment to him, and based on the principle that the things are there as long as they are there, Bai Qianzhou still took these things with him.
He never thought that before he reported this matter to Sun Shaoping, Sun Shaoping would reduce the risk of surgery because of the presence of the gold needle.
I think this is what people usually call fate!
Somehow, everything seemed to have been arranged in advance.
If Fu Wan hadn't picked up this set of gold needles by accident and given them to him, he wouldn't have had any confidence in performing the surgery on Sun Shaoping today.
Because the shrapnel was too close to the heart and the blood clot was pressing on the heart, if one was not careful, the patient could easily be beyond saving.
However, Fu Wan at this time did not know that her golden needle had saved the old leader's life. She was discussing going out to sea with Fu Lao Da and others.
"The weather will be nice tomorrow, I think we can do it tomorrow!"
Having not been out to sea for a few days, not only Fu Ming was eager to try, but Boss Fu was also anxious.
At his age, he won't be able to go out for a few more years at most.
Fu Wan thought about it and shook her head to refuse.
"Tomorrow's going out to sea is too rushed. Not only do we need to prepare everything in advance, we also have to notify the boatmen!"
This is true. Not all boatmen's homes are close to Fujia Village. The ones who live the farthest away may be Ye Jianguo and Ye Lin.
"Okay, then I'll listen to you. The day after tomorrow will be the day after tomorrow."
Boss Fu nodded, and Fu Wan turned to look at Fu Ming.
Fu Ming was watching TV with great interest. The 1986 version of Journey to the West was playing on the TV. Fu Ming liked this TV series the most.
"Brother, how about going out to sea the day after tomorrow?"
Seeing that Fu Ming didn't hear her, Fu Wan patted his arm.
Fu Ming finally came back to his senses and nodded, "Oh, I'm fine with that. The day after tomorrow is fine. I'll go inform Fu Shi and the others tomorrow morning."
Fu Wan withdrew her hand with satisfaction after hearing this. At this moment, the sound of the courtyard door being pushed suddenly came from the door.
Yuanbao rushed out immediately.
"Wang Wang!"
"Yuanbao, it's me!"
Fu Liang called out, and Yuanbao, seeing it was an acquaintance, came up to him wagging his tail.
Seeing this, Fu Wan hurriedly called out to Fu Liang: "Brother Liang, the door is not locked, come in!"
At this time, Fu Liang must be here for something.
Sure enough, when Fu Liang approached, everyone noticed the can in Fu Liang's hand.
"Hey, these are the pickled mud snails your mother made!"
Ye Xiaocui was the first to laugh. She stood up and quickly took the things from Fu Liang's hand.
Fu Liang nodded in response, "Yes, my mother and my wife went to pick them up a few days ago and pickled a few bottles.
We opened a bottle today and it tasted delicious, so we thought we’d send you two bottles to try.”
Pickled mud snails?
I haven't heard of this thing for a long time. Pickled mud snails are a specialty of the coastal areas. People who like it will salivate when they hear about it, but people who don't like it will feel nauseous when they smell it.