Chapter 42: Forty-two, Medical Treatment Chapter 42: Forty-two, Medical Treatment Seeing Yang Lisheng frown, Mr. Qin’s heart suddenly sank. “Old Yang, is there a problem?”
Yang Lisheng withdrew his hand and looked toward Song Yan Ning. “Xiao Ning, come and check Grandma Qin’s pulse.”
Song Yan Ning nodded, stepped forward, and placed her fingers on He Yuqing’s wrist. She quickly felt a strange irregularity in He Yuqing’s pulse. “Grandma Qin’s pulse is alternately strong and weak, her circulation of Qi and blood is slow, with an obvious obstruction.”
“Um!” Yang Lisheng nodded. Xiao Ning’s diagnosis matched his own.
“Is there any impact? Can it be cured?” Mr. Qin asked anxiously. Yuqing was the most important person in his life; if anything happened to her, he surely couldn’t bear it.
Yang Lisheng glanced at He Yuqing’s complexion and then looked toward Song Yan Ning. “Xiao Ning, you perform acupuncture on Grandma Qin.” He Yuqing’s condition was already very serious. If they didn’t treat her now, she could at most hold on for another month.
Mr. Qin and He Yuqing both looked at Yang Lisheng in surprise. Song Yan Ning was still so young—this was a matter of life and death, not something to be joked about.
Yang Lisheng smiled, “Don’t be fooled by her age; her medical skills are even better than mine.” Xiao Ning had started learning medicine at the age of three. She had read all his medical books and understood them thoroughly, especially in acupuncture, even he had to admire her. If even Xiao Ning couldn’t handle it, He Yuqing was truly in danger.
Mr. Qin and He Yuqing looked at Song Yan Ning with surprise. Her medical skills better than Old Yang? That was impossible!
He Yuqing scrutinized Song Yan Ning, seeing her poised and composed, not resembling a child raised in the countryside, “Is she that child?” She had heard about that incident from Xiao Yue and was very opposed to the actions of the Yang Xin’er and the Song Family. Only because of Xiao Yue and Yang Xin’er relationship did she refrain from voicing her objections.
“Um.” Yang Lisheng nodded, pondering his daughter, he couldn’t help but sigh. Xinxin was discarding such a good child as Xiao Ning; she would regret it sooner or later.
He Yuqing smiled at Song Yan Ning, “Xiao Ning, I entrust Grandma Qin’s illness to you.” She had heard that this child was betrothed to Xiao Shen. If she really could become her granddaughter-in-law in the future, she wouldn’t object.
Thinking of Song Yanxue, who was always clinging to Qin Yushen, He Yuqing felt a tightness in her chest. She hoped Xiao Shen’s taste wasn’t that poor; although Song Yan Ning and Song Yanxue were both Yang Xin’er’s daughters, she just didn’t like Song Yanxue. At such a young age, she was already so scheming—the Qin Family couldn’t afford a granddaughter-in-law like that.
“Grandma Qin, please lie down and relax,” Song Yan Ning said as she took out a needle bag and alcohol swab from her small bag, sterilizing the silver needles one by one. She always carried these items with her.
“Okay.” He Yuqing nodded with a smile and slowly lay down, her eyes filled with fondness as she looked at Song Yan Ning. Although she and Xiao Shen were still young, she truly hoped that the two children could come together in the future. She believed her grandson was discerning and could recognize real gems.
Song Yan Ning glanced at He Yuqing and inserted the sterilized silver needles into her acupoints one by one.
Seeing He Yuqing frown, Song Yan Ning slowed her needling, “There will be some soreness, but it will be better soon.”
“Um.” He Yuqing nodded lightly.
Mr. Qin, seeing Song Yan Ning’s professional needling technique, slowly relaxed. “Old Yang, congratulations on having a successor.” It would be such a pity if Old Yang’s excellent medical skills didn’t have a successor, but thankfully, this girl has a talent for it.
Yang Lisheng smiled and nodded. He hadn’t initially realized that Xiao Ning had such a gift for medicine.
“Feeling anything?” Song Yan Ning asked while focusing on He Yuqing’s expressions. She was using the “Ice Needle Technique” from the “Ice and Fire Divine Needle,” which is divided into two techniques. She was currently using the Ice Needle Technique, but there was also a Fire Needle Technique—both techniques complement each other.
“Ice and Fire Divine Needle” was something she found in her grandfather’s medical books, immediately captivating her, leading her to beg her grandfather to buy a set of silver needles for her.
She’d asked her grandfather about the origin of “Ice and Fire Divine Needle.” He said it was something a friend had seen at an auction and bought it as a gift for him. However, the “Ice and Fire Divine Needle” required Qi-guided Needling to achieve its full effect. She had been cultivating, and “Ice and Fire Divine Needle” suited her perfectly.
“It feels a bit cool,” He Yuqing sensed a slight chill in her body.
Song Yan Ning nodded, inserting the remaining silver needles into He Yuqing’s acupoints, “Grandma Qin, please close your eyes and rest for a while. In a quarter-hour, I’ll remove the needles.” Grandma Qin was in this condition because she had been poisoned with a Gu, a completely transparent poisonous insect that couldn’t be detected by high-tech instruments.
The Gu had been inside Grandma Qin’s body for a long time, feeding on her blood for nourishment. In just over ten days, the Gu would fully mature, and by then, Grandma Qin would truly be beyond saving.
“How is it going?” Mr. Qin approached Song Yan Ning and asked quietly. He now had a new respect for Song Yan Ning; such a young child possessing such exquisite medical skills, her future prospects were unimaginable.
“Grandpa Qin, do you and Grandma Qin know anyone from Miao Border?” Song Yan Ning looked toward Mr. Qin.
“Miao Border?” Mr. Qin thought for a while and nodded, “I know someone. Does this relate to Yuqing’s illness?” He had needed to go to Miao Border once, and Yuqing, worried, had accompanied him.
On the road, they had saved a young woman. Out of gratitude to them, she had taken them to her home to stay for two days. After returning to Beijing, they never contacted her again.
“Grandma Qin has been poisoned with a Gu,” Song Yan Ning turned to look at He Yuqing. She didn’t know what grudge the person who poisoned Grandma Qin held, to be so ruthless. If it wasn’t for her cultivation and expertise in Medicine, Grandma Qin would have been left to fate.
“Poisoned with a Gu?!” Mr. Qin looked incredulous. If it indeed was that young woman who had poisoned her, he just couldn’t understand why she would do such a thing. They had no grievances with her and had even saved her.
Looking at He Yuqing, Mr. Qin’s eyes filled with despair. During those days in Miao Border, he had heard about Gu. Once someone was poisoned with a Gu, only the person who deployed the Gu could draw it out; otherwise, death was the only path. Was Yuqing really beyond saving?
