Sludge suction system

The person who arrived was none other than Yun Luo, the head of the Yun family.

Yun Luo was dressed in a dark-patterned brocade robe, his expression calm and his gaze deep. Every gesture he made exuded the air of a master and the authority of someone long accustomed to a high position. He first glanced indifferently at the servants who were mocking him, and the servants immediately stopped laughing, respectfully lowered their heads, and stepped aside.

Upon hearing the master's order, the servants dared not object and quickly stepped aside to make way.

Bai Pingping and Xia Mu exchanged a glance, seeing the joy and determination in each other's eyes. They straightened their clothes and walked steadily into the Yun residence.

Bai Pingping followed Yun Luo, the head of the Yun family, to the old lady's ward. The room was filled with a faint smell of medicine, and the atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

Grandma Yun's face was as pale as paper, her eyes sunken, and her lips cracked and bloodless. She lay quietly on the bed, her breathing weak and rapid, as if each breath exhausted all her strength. Her body twitched and trembled from time to time, large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, soaking the pillow, but her limbs were unusually cold, as if they were wrapped in ice.

Bai Pingping quickly walked to the bedside, gently grasped Old Madam Yun's wrist, and began to carefully take her pulse. Her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes focused and solemn. The pulse was sometimes rapid like a drumbeat, sometimes weak like a thread, completely irregular, clearly indicating that the Qi and blood in her body were extremely disordered. Next, she lifted Old Madam Yun's eyelids to examine her, and saw that the whites of her eyes were yellowish, and her pupils were dull and lifeless, faintly revealing a turbid gray hue.

While examining the patient's mouth, Bai Pingping noticed that the tongue had a thick, greasy coating and was covered with dark brown spots, emitting an unusual odor. She then gently pressed on Grandma Yun's abdomen, finding it as hard as a stone, accompanied by a slight bloating and pain. Grandma Yun groaned in pain as the pressure was applied.

Bai Pingping inquired about Grandma Yun's diet and daily life since she fell ill. She learned that Grandma Yun initially only had a poor appetite, which gradually progressed to incessant vomiting. The vomit smelled sour and foul, and even contained some blood. Later, she became increasingly lethargic, often falling into a deep sleep, only to suddenly wake up in a fright, talking incoherently in a daze. Her words were all incomprehensible to others.

After this thorough examination, Bai Pingping had a preliminary diagnosis, but the illness was indeed tricky and complex, requiring further consideration of medication and treatment plans.

With a solemn expression, Bai Pingping retrieved the Ghost Needles from the depths of her bag. This set of acupuncture techniques was her father Bai Yan's lifelong secret, rarely shown to others. The Ghost Needles may seem ordinary, but they conceal profound mysteries. Each needle is made of special cold iron, with a hard texture and excellent flexibility, allowing for more precise transmission of internal energy, penetrating deep into acupoints to stimulate meridians, and stimulating the body's own potential and self-healing power. Its subtlety far surpasses that of ordinary silver needles.

She turned to look at Yun Luo and said in a firm and steady tone, "Master Yun, the acupuncture technique I am about to perform is of utmost importance, concerning the life and death of the old lady. I need absolute silence. Please have everyone leave." Although Yun Luo was full of worry and doubt, seeing Bai Pingping's resolute gaze and solemn expression, he nodded slightly and led the servants and maids out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.

The room fell silent instantly. Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, casting dappled shadows on the floor, as if witnessing the impending life-or-death struggle. Xia Mu stood to the side, his eyes filled with concern as he looked at Bai Pingping. Though he remained silent, his resolute expression seemed to tell Bai Pingping that he would always be there to help her.

Bai Pingping took a deep breath, the strict scenes of her father teaching her acupuncture techniques vividly in her mind. Every word of his instruction and every demonstration of his techniques became the foundation and support for her acupuncture skills at this moment.

She neatly arranged the ghost needles on the table beside her, slowly raised her hands, and gently danced them in the air, as if merging with the surrounding air and gathering all her vital energy. Then, she precisely picked up a silver needle, located the Baihui acupoint on the top of Old Madam Yun's head, and gently inserted it. Her technique was skillful and delicate; the needle went in three-tenths of an inch, and she gently twisted it, silently reciting the incantation passed down by her father. At this moment, she could clearly feel the disordered energy within Old Madam Yun's body tremble slightly under the stimulation of this needle, as if a long-dormant vitality had been quietly awakened.

Xia Mu watched Bai Pingping's movements intently from the side. After Bai Pingping finished applying the acupuncture, Xia Mu immediately handed her a clean handkerchief so that she could gently wipe the fine beads of sweat from her forehead to prevent them from dripping onto the silver needles and affecting the acupuncture effect.

Next, Bai Pingping shifted her gaze to the Tanzhong acupoint, a crucial meeting point for Qi in the human body. Holding the needle in her right hand and gently pressing her left hand beside the acupoint, she carefully inserted it, the needle disappearing into the acupoint. Then, using skillful finger techniques, she gently flicked the needle's tail, causing it to vibrate slightly, stimulating the meridians deep within the acupoint and guiding the flow of Qi. Xia Mu stood tacitly to the side, constantly observing Bai Pingping's gaze and movements, preparing in advance any items she might need, such as strong liquor for disinfection and cotton balls.

When applying acupuncture to the Shenque acupoint, Bai Pingping was extremely cautious. This point is close to the internal organs, and the slightest carelessness could trigger an adverse reaction. She held her breath and concentrated, slowly inserting the silver needle, then closed her eyes and focused her mind, using her internal energy to sense the subtle changes under the needle. Xia Mu also became tense, barely daring to breathe, his eyes fixed on the needle in Bai Pingping's hand and on Old Madam Yun's face. Through subtle adjustments of her internal energy, Bai Pingping created a wondrous resonance between the silver needle and Old Madam Yun's blood and qi, promoting the convergence and harmony of qi and blood.

The Guanyuan acupoint is a crucial hub for the body's vital energy. After Bai Pingping received the acupuncture, she continuously channeled her internal energy into the needle, allowing it to flow slowly along the meridians. Xia Mu noticed that Bai Pingping's internal energy was significantly depleted, and her face had turned slightly pale. He gently grasped her other hand and slowly transferred his own internal energy into her, giving her a helping hand and allowing the internal energy to flow smoothly, nourishing her damaged organs and weakened vital energy.

When the silver needle pierced the Qihai acupoint, Bai Pingping felt resistance, knowing it was due to severe stagnation of Qi there. She increased her internal energy output while gently rotating the needle, gradually breaking through the blockage. Xia Mu whispered beside her, "Pingping, don't rush, stay calm." His gentle yet powerful voice brought Bai Pingping a sense of reassurance.

During the acupuncture at the Zhongwan acupoint, Bai Pingping's technique was light and agile. She employed a unique lifting and thrusting tonifying and reducing method, skillfully adjusting the depth and speed of the needle insertion and withdrawal according to the condition of Grandma Yun's body. Xia Mu helped record Bai Pingping's acupuncture techniques and strength for later reference, while also paying close attention to Grandma Yun's subtle reactions and promptly informing Bai Pingping.

Bai Pingping inserted two needles, one on each side of the Tianshu acupoint, into the acupoints quickly and accurately with both hands. Then, she twisted the needles in unison, creating a rhythmic movement. Xia Mu quickly handed her another spare needle, as if playing a restorative melody for Grandma Yun's intestines, regulating the intestinal qi and improving digestion.

Finally, at the Dazhui acupoint, which is the meeting point of all yang energies, Bai Pingping deeply inserted the silver needle and used her internal force to stimulate the yang energy in Grandma Yun's body, allowing it to gradually dispel the yin and cold energy in her body like the warm spring sun, thus enhancing her body's resistance.

Seven silver needles were arranged according to the orientation of the Big Dipper, their tips shimmering with a mysterious, ethereal light in the dim light, as if connected to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Every step of this Big Dipper acupuncture technique was imbued with her father's painstaking efforts and expectations. Now, she would use this technique to save a life in this unfamiliar Yun mansion and bring fame to the Bai family's acupuncture skills.

As the last silver needle fell, Bai Pingping's forehead was covered in sweat, but her eyes grew even more determined. She began to use her internal energy, slowly channeling a warm yet powerful aura into Old Madam Yun's body through the Ghost Needles, guiding the disordered qi and blood back into their proper places, attempting to dispel the cold and toxins entrenched within her. The Ghost Needles, like loyal guardians, precisely delivered Bai Pingping's internal energy to every meridian that needed repair, maximizing the miraculous effects of the acupuncture technique.

Time ticked by, and Grandma Yun's complexion seemed to regain a subtle rosy hue, her breathing becoming more even. Bai Pingping dared not relax for a moment, focusing intently on sensing the changes in Grandma Yun's internal energy, ready to adjust the strength and rhythm of the acupuncture at any time. This battle against the illness was being waged tensely in the quiet room, and Grandma Yun's fate hung in the balance between Bai Pingping's skillful hands, the miraculous Ghost Needles, and the Big Dipper Acupuncture Technique. Xia Mu also remained steadfastly by her side, advancing and retreating alongside her.