The Little Lucky Girl

The crowd looked at the widow and her husband being brought up by the bailiffs, and the discussion started again.

"The widow's husband turned out to be Doctor Zhao. Mr. Qi's move was brilliant. He made Doctor Zhao leave willingly, and no one could guess where he went."

"By the way, Doctor Zhao has gained a lot of weight. I wouldn't be able to recognize him if he were to walk on the street."

Magistrate Tao looked at the kneeling man in the hall and his breathing became heavier. He had lost his previous calmness and said quietly, "They both told the truth on the way here. Doctor Zhao is a careful person. In order to prevent you from silencing him, he hid the records of your family's purchase of medicinal materials very carefully."

He sighed, "Qi Ming, the truth is now before our eyes. I will give you another chance because you are a scholar. If you confess, the blame will be on you alone. If I find out the truth in the end, I am afraid that not only your family will be held accountable, but also your descendants and even the entire Qi family will be implicated."

Before Qi Ming could say anything, his mother suddenly rushed out from behind. The old lady was almost exhausted when she saw Doctor Zhao. After hearing what Magistrate Tao said, she saw the head of the Qi clan staring at her with a sullen face, and she became even more panic-stricken and cried out:

"It's me, it's all my fault. I added gansui to that bitch's medicine. Who made them look down on us? They always use the little favors they once showed to pressure my family. My son is a juren now, so I'm not afraid of them anymore."

The old lady's expression became ferocious, and she said angrily: "That bitch couldn't give birth to a son herself, and she sent people to harm my grandson. She deserves to die..."

The more she spoke, the redder her face became, and the more sweat formed on her forehead. Ming Youyou, who was standing far away, could see it. "Oh no, this person doesn't look right. We need to calm her down quickly. If she gets too excited, something bad will happen."

The doctor in the hall also took action. He pinched her palms, took out a needle and was about to prick her.

The scholar's mother saw the familiar long needle again and was so scared that she wanted to hide immediately. However, before she moved much, she felt dizzy and her whole body went limp.

The doctor immediately caught it, laid the person on the ground, and quickly inserted the needle into her arm and neck, while saying to the apprentice beside him: "Quick, use the needle to prick her finger."

Ming Youyou saw that the apprentice was clumsy and seemed to be afraid of seeing blood, and it took him a long time to prick a finger. She looked at her grandfather hesitantly, and when she saw that he had no intention of stopping her, she rushed out immediately.

She ran to the apprentice, snatched the silver needle and said, "Let me do it. I can do this, too." After that, she pierced the old woman's three fingers, squeezed out the dark purple blood, and also pierced her hand with a needle.

The doctor saw that she was a girl and her technique was very skillful. His eyes lit up and he asked, "Have you learned about acupuncture points? Do you know how to do acupuncture?"

"I know a little, but I'm not very proficient yet."

"It's good that you can find the location," the doctor said quickly, "I want to insert an acupuncture point on her chest, you come and help me find it." After saying that, he took her little hand and pressed it.

Although Dayu's strict rules on sex were not as strict as those of the previous dynasty, it was inconvenient to insert needles into the chest. If it was at the patient's home, the old lady wouldn't have made a big deal about it at her age, but now it was in public and there were still many taboos.

Ming Youyou knew that the time could not be wasted, so she did not hesitate and carefully felt her chest, finding a slightly sunken spot. "There is an acupuncture point here."

The old doctor pressed it with one finger, quickly confirmed it, and handed her a needle, "Try it a quarter of the way in first."

Ming Youyou stared at the needle that was longer than her finger and swallowed, "Shall I get the injection?"

"Don't worry, just pierce it the way you just did. This position is still far from the heart, it won't kill you. If there is any problem, I will take care of it."

Ming Youyou tried to insert the needle diagonally, and when it reached the one-quarter point she twisted it and found that there seemed to be air flowing under the skin, which made the needle tremble. She knew she had inserted the needle correctly.

The old doctor also saw it and nodded with satisfaction, "Now put the needle in halfway."

Slowly, the last long needle was almost inserted into the body. The guards were the closest and saw it most clearly. They looked at Ming Youyou in fear and decided to be careful when joking with this kid in the future. If you make him angry, he might prick you with a needle.

The old doctor twisted the needles one by one, and saw that the scholar's mother's breathing suddenly became heavier. She took a breath and slowly opened her eyes.

"Okay, he's fine now." The old doctor took his pulse again and said to Magistrate Tao, "But he needs to rest now and his emotions shouldn't fluctuate too much."

Magistrate Tao nodded. Now that the case was clear, the key was whether the scholar was willing to let his mother bear the responsibility alone.

He gestured to the Pingyang County Magistrate, and seeing that he had no objection, he slammed the gavel and said, "The trial is suspended today and will be judged on another day. The court is adjourned."

Although everyone did not wait for the verdict, they were already very satisfied with what they had seen and heard today, especially the parrot's apparition, which could be ranked as the top story in recent years, and was enough for them to go back and brag about it to others for a year or two.

It was a pity that the storyteller, who had obviously benefited the most, was not in the mood to think about how to make money from the story. Instead, he murmured in despair, "How could it be like this? Oh, my money is all gone."

Zheng Huan said to Feng Xu, who was still frightened, "Did you see that? You almost ended up like this."

Lu Tai also stepped forward to add insult to injury, "Even if it's a bet, you still need brains to win the money, and you're just like that, tsk tsk."

Feng Xu snorted and said, “You make it sound like you made the right choice.” He decided to find Ming Youyou to complain, but when he looked left and right, he realized that she hadn’t come back yet.

Ming Youyou was stopped by the apprentice. The apprentice looked at the child who was a head shorter than him and said embarrassedly: "Aren't you afraid of the needle?"

Ming Youyou scratched her head. She had seen this thing since she was a child. Before she was scared, she had already gotten used to it. "It's not going to prick you. Why are you afraid?"

"But if you don't do it right, it will bleed, and you might even get scolded." The apprentice lowered his head and said, "Have you never been scolded before?"

"I am a member of the Zha family, and they only praise me." For example, her father, her grandfather, and those sworn uncles.

The apprentice lowered his head even more, "My family is not here, and it's rare for me to go back."

Ming Youyou rolled his eyes, "Then do you have money? If you pay, others will probably be willing to let you practice."

This time, not only was the apprentice's head hunched, but even his back began to hunch.