The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Her hands were like elves walking in the clouds. Even through clothes, she could accurately find every key acupoint - from the wide areas of Zhongfu and Yunmen to the delicate areas of Tianfu and Xiabai.

Then go to the deep layers of Chize and Kongzui, until the exquisite turning of Lieque and Jingqu, finally reach Taiyuan and Yuji, and finally gently touch Shaoshang point, the end point of the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian.

After this series of actions, Su Yu's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which were the testimony of her concentration and hard work.

At this moment, a little maid holding a bowl of hot medicine came in quietly, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Doctor Su, the medicine is already warm."

Su Yu nodded and instructed: "Okay, give it to the old lady now."

Looking at the dense silver needles on the old lady's body, the little maid seemed a little at a loss, and asked timidly: "What...what should I do with these needles?"

Su Yu smiled gently, his tone full of confidence: "It's okay, just feed the medicine directly, I will be careful to avoid it."

After hearing this, the little maidservant still had some concerns, but she still did as she was told, but she was more cautious in her movements, for fear of disturbing the old lady or accidentally touching the golden needles.

Seeing this, Su Yu simply took the medicine bowl and said softly, "Let me do it!"

The maid was immediately relieved and grateful: "Doctor Su, thank you for your concern."

Afterwards, the two of them cooperated tacitly, and the little maid gently supported the old lady's head.

Su Yu carefully lifted the old lady's chin and slowly fed the medicine into her mouth, spoonful by spoonful.

The unconscious old lady seemed to sense the call of the medicine. Her heavy eyelids gradually moved and slowly opened, revealing a glimmer of life.

Su Yu had already made up her mind, and she told the little maid again: "There may be a reaction next, you have to steady the old lady and don't let her move."

The little maid nodded heavily, holding the old lady's hand tightly, giving her silent support.

Then, Su Yu took out a specially made thin needle and inserted it into the old lady's throat with extremely light techniques.

The subtle stimulation instantly triggered the old lady to cough violently.

Su Yu immediately used his palms as an empty space to pat the old lady's back from bottom to top, forcefully but skillfully. Each pat was precisely placed on the lungs, aiming to use vibration to help the old lady expel the sticky phlegm.

This is a silent struggle. Su Yu knows very well that only in this way can he lend a helping hand to the old lady at the critical moment, break the shackles of life and regain a new life.

Success or failure depends on this one move. Su Yu's brows were furrowed into an unsolvable knot, and every tiny nerve seemed to be involved in his deep concern about the old lady's condition.

Her eyes, like those of a sharp eagle, did not miss even the slightest change in the old lady's expression, trying to catch a sign of improvement.

The sound of the old lady's cough was mixed with pain that was difficult to conceal, dry and difficult, as if every breath was a torture.

Upon seeing this, Su Yu silently increased his strength with his fingers, hoping that his superb medical skills could bring some relief to the pain.

Suddenly, the air was cut by a dull and sharp sound. It was a strange sound coming from deep in the old lady's throat, which made people feel nervous.

Su Yu made a quick judgment and decisively ordered the personal maid beside him to bring a spittoon and approach the bed to prepare for the upcoming changes.

The sound seemed to be racing against time, continuously echoing in the room.

Until finally, accompanied by a rapid and violent cough, the depression in the old lady's throat seemed to have found an outlet. The phlegm was like water bursting through a dam, pouring out all at once with a sense of relief. The depression in the air dissipated, leaving only silence.

The sputum is turbid and yellowish in color, and has an extremely fishy smell that makes people cover their noses.

But for Su Yu, this was a clear sign that his condition was improving, and he felt relieved.

She did not bother to wipe the sweat from her forehead due to nervousness. Her hands did not stop for a moment, repeating the action again and again until the color of the liquid in the spittoon gradually became clear and finally disappeared completely.

At this moment, Su Yu's clothes were soaked with sweat, his arms were sore from prolonged exertion, and his palms were red, swollen and numb from excessive friction.

After dealing with the sputum, Su Yu immediately started to remove the golden needles from the old lady's body.

When the last golden needle in the throat was gently removed, the old lady's continuous coughing stopped abruptly, followed by a deep sleep of extreme exhaustion.

Fortunately, the old lady's breathing finally returned to normal and her pale complexion gradually returned to normal. All these changes gave rise to a glimmer of hope in the hearts of everyone present.

Su Yu was not satisfied with this and continued to instruct: "Now, try to make the old lady lie down flat."

Although the maids looked nervous, fearing that any carelessness would cause discomfort to the old lady, they still completed the task carefully.

You know, during this period of time, whenever the old lady lay down, she would have difficulty breathing, her face would turn blue, and the scene would be thrilling.

Now that she saw that the old lady was safe and sound, the little girl couldn't help but shout with joy: "The old lady is fine!"

Su Yu smiled secretly in her heart. For her, this was just a small victory and she still had a long way to go in treatment.

Before she could give the next instruction, the people who had gathered outside the door could no longer suppress their anxiety and rushed into the house. Among them, Master Lin was the most anxious, and his voice was trembling: "The old lady..."

Su Yu immediately displayed the calmness and composure of a doctor, and comforted everyone in a steady tone: "At present, we have temporarily stabilized the old lady's vital signs, but the specific situation needs further observation. I will stay here tonight to keep watch. If everything goes well, the old lady only needs to take medicine on time and cooperate with careful nursing, and she will gradually recover..."

Master Lin nodded repeatedly in gratitude: "Doctor Su really took the trouble."

There was disbelief in his eyes. He did not expect that this young female doctor had such superb medical skills. His attitude became more humble and respectful.

In the crowd, Su Yu's gaze inadvertently swept across Song Xiaoniang, who was covering her nose, frowning, and looking disgusted, and he already had a plan in mind.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a barely perceptible smile, and she said in a slightly joking tone: "Master Lin, I think we should ask everyone to leave first. If it's too late, I'm afraid that the odor will make Miss Song vomit. After all, the old lady's illness has also caused her mental distress."

When Song Xiaoniang heard this, her face suddenly changed and she hurriedly put down the handkerchief in her hand. The fishy smell immediately made her feel nauseous.

Master Lin witnessed this scene and was furious. He shouted, "You heartless woman, get out of here!"