A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 197: Feeling and Knowing

After hearing this, Shen Ping felt cold all over and was shocked.

Looking back now, he vaguely remembered that in the previous two nights, there was a blurry figure standing by his side, giving him acupuncture several times.

But he really didn't expect that the person giving him the acupuncture was the young man in front of him.

"He is so skilled and so bold!" Shen Ping couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He had to admit that this powerful medicine, combined with acupuncture, plus his normal physical foundation could indeed withstand a wave of powerful medicine. This prescription could indeed save lives in times of crisis and pull them out of hell.

But this method is too dangerous and bold, like walking on a tightrope on a cliff.

He was truly amazed at the young man in front of him. At such a young age, he was so knowledgeable in medical knowledge, and had a resolute mind and extraordinary courage.

"God is really willing to spare me!" Shen Ping looked at Duan Rong and sighed, then his eyes suddenly moved.

There is still a hurdle in this method. This medicine is so powerful. How can it be easy to grasp the timing accurately and disperse the Qi in various acupuncture points?
Shen Ping estimated that even he could only achieve 80% to 90% at most, which was already very good.

Shen Ping looked at Duan Rong and asked, "It is theoretically possible to use acupuncture to disperse the Qi and neutralize the fierce medicinal properties, but how difficult is it to control in practice? If I were awake, you could still give me acupuncture according to my instructions, but I am completely unconscious, how can you do it?"

Duan Rong touched his nose and said, "I can't really explain it, but I can definitely do it."

Shen Ping looked at Duan Rong's calm expression, but his doubts remained. To be honest, if he was not really seriously ill, he would have thought that Duan Rong was lying.

It is an indisputable fact that Duan Rong did save him with acupuncture.

"Come here, I drank some old ginseng and chicken soup at noon, and now the medicinal properties of the old mountain ginseng are spreading through the meridians in my body. Give me a few needles now to disperse the qi, and let me see!"

Duan Rong sighed. He could see that Shen Ping's attitude was very stubborn. If he didn't stab him, the matter would probably not be resolved.

Duan Rong had no choice but to take out the needle bag and sit down beside the bed.

He held a silver needle in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he stretched out his left hand and pressed gently on various parts of Shen Ping's body.

Shen Ping's body was covered with wounds, and as Duan Rong pressed on him, he couldn't help but feel waves of pain... But there was no trace of blame in his eyes. Instead, he stared at Duan Rong intently, and was very curious about his next move.

Duan Rong's left hand suddenly stopped at Shen Ping's chest.

Almost at the same time, the silver needle in Duan Rong's right hand suddenly pierced into the area one inch above Shen Ping's left breast.

Shen Ping's eyes suddenly lit up, and his hair tingled. "One needle can produce a sense of energy."

Duan Rong continued to press slowly and injected the second needle. Just as accurate!
Duan Rong was about to give him the third injection, but Shen Ping suddenly said, "No need!"

"How did you do it? The medicinal energy is running through the meridians, how do you know where it gathers?" Shen Ping looked at Duan Rong and asked in disbelief.

Shen Ping could know it through internal vision, but it was unbelievable that Duan Rong could find the exact location just by pressing on his body.

Duan Rong pretended to be dull and said, "It's talent. I don't know. I feel it, maybe."

Duan Rong said a bunch of vague words that did not confirm or comment.

In fact, he used his spiritual consciousness to penetrate Shen Ping's body and observe the flow of medicinal energy in Shen Ping's body.

This is much more delicate and accurate than what Shen Ping sees through his own introspection.

If you insert the needle in this way, every needle will naturally reach the target!

As for the fact that Duan Rong would gently press various parts of Shen Ping's body with his left hand before each acupuncture session, it was just a trick.

If it weren't for this, he would have directly inserted the needles, and each needle would have hit the Qi. It was too shocking, and he didn't even have an excuse to shirk it. But even so, it almost made Shen Ping drop his jaw in shock.

"Feel... feel and know?" Shen Ping looked at Duan Rong for a long time, as if he was looking at a monster.

The flow of medicinal energy between the meridians is not a pulse, you can feel its condition by gently pressing it with your hand.

Shen Ping thought that he had read all the medical books in the world and had never come across such a theory.

All we can say is that this is Duan Rong's unique skill, or perhaps, as he himself said, a talent.

Shen Ping looked at Duan Rong, his mind racing. He was almost certain that if this boy had a good teacher to teach him, his future achievements in medicine would be unrivaled in the world!

It is even possible that he could touch a realm that he had never touched before!
A talented diamond in the rough!
Shen Ping said: "I see traces of your acupuncture technique similar to Gu Suxiu's plum blossom acupuncture technique."

They were both from Xiangu County and were both doctors. Although they had different temperaments, they still had a certain understanding of each other.

Duan Rong's heart moved, and he said, "My acupuncture method was passed down by a hermit in the world."

Shen Ping smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm not interested in the inheritance of your acupuncture skills."

Duan Rong cursed Shen Ping in his heart as an old fox. He put away the needle bag, looked at Shen Ping, and said, "It's time to change the ointment on your body."

Shen Ping asked, "Is this black ointment also left by Gu Suxiu?"

"Yeah." Duan Rong pointed to the porcelain vase on the table.

"This medicine won't work. Gu Suxiu is an old man who is good at maintaining the status quo, but his understanding of medical principles and medicinal properties is far from enough, let alone his ability to adapt. The medicine he prescribed has limited effect and the healing process is too slow."

Shen Ping looked at Duan Rong and said, "Please sit down. I will dictate a prescription to you and you can make the ointment for me again."

Duan Rong was surprised and asked, "Make the ointment again?"

"These are just some common treatment methods, not difficult." Shen Ping said: "As long as it is the right time, I will be watching from the side, it won't be a big problem."

Seeing that Shen Ping's tone and expression were quite confident, Duan Rong took a pen and paper, sat down in front of the desk, and wrote down what Shen Ping said.

Duan Rong was quite surprised when he looked at the ointment recipe. Not only did it contain many rare medicinal materials, but it also contained some things that were not commonly used as medicine, such as donkey hooves and pig urine bags...

Although Duan Rong had swallowed the spirit of the weapon and had the ability to identify hundreds of herbs, he still didn't know the medicinal properties of donkey hooves and pig urine bags. He even suspected that this ugly old man was deliberately playing a trick on him.

"Go ahead, get the medicine according to the prescription, and prepare everything first."

Duan Rong touched his nose, looked at Shen Ping suspiciously, and still left the escort agency to get all the items on the prescription.

After Duan Rong returned to Liulu, he first made some preliminary processing on the ingredients on the prescription.

Duan Rong took the big iron pot off the kitchen stove and built a simple stove in the courtyard with blue bricks.

Duan Rong boiled some water in a large iron pot and threw the cleaned pig urine bag into it. Immediately, a foul smell filled the air. Duan Rong was fumigated and jumped away for a long time, pinching his nose, before he recovered.

The donkey's hooves are roasted over fire and then ground into powder.

Some herbs needed to be decocted before being added, so Duan Rong decocted them in advance.

After completing the basic preparations, Duan Rong carried Shen Ping out of the bed in the bedroom and placed him on the stone table covered with a quilt in the pavilion.

The stove in the courtyard was built next to the pavilion, so that when he was preparing medicine, Shen Ping could guide him nearby.

(End of this chapter)