On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

The noble lady quietly watched Yu Jinzhao, while the young girl slightly raised her chin, her eyes serene, like dark diamonds under the moonlight, sparkling brightly.

The noblewoman felt as if something had gently poked her heart, causing a slight stirring within her.

He Ping's eye twitched slightly, and he spoke with disdainful arrogance.

"These young people nowadays will stop at nothing to get attention. They can't even cure a common cold in half an hour. If you're going to be a fraud, at least be realistic!"

Yu Jinzhao slightly curled his lips and spoke coldly, "Ghost Gate Plum Blossom Needle."

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent instantly. Everyone stared at Yu Jinzhao in disbelief, as if they were watching a clown.

"Are you crazy?"

He Ping burst into mocking laughter, which led the other doctors to laugh as well, with no one taking Yu Jinzhao's words seriously.

Ghost Plum Blossom Needle is one of the ten ancient acupuncture methods. It has the effect of detoxifying rare poisons. Its needling technique is difficult to learn, and almost no Chinese medicine practitioners in the world can master it. Therefore, it was applied for inclusion in the first batch of intangible cultural heritage list.

"The acupoints on the human body are closely related to the nerves, so doctors are required to have a thorough understanding of the body's meridians and blood vessels, and to be clear about the pathological functions of each acupoint. Without forty or fifty years of experience, who would dare to easily use acupuncture to treat diseases?" He Ping said dismissively.

"With your aptitude, even if you had learned it from the womb, it would only have been twenty years. You can't even understand the simplest acupuncture, let alone the Ghost Plum Blossom Needle."

He Ping's words hit the nail on the head, and the doctors discussed them animatedly.

"This young woman is utterly arrogant, daring to show off her skills in front of us from Northeast China. Does she think acupuncture is so easy to learn? Daring to question the judgment of Dr. He, an authority in traditional Chinese medicine, she should be arrested and taught a lesson!"

"The poisonous insect Gu is indeed a poisonous substance concocted using mysterious methods in the southern border regions... but there have been almost no cases of it in modern times. If she wants to show off, she should do her research before she tries to flaunt it!"

“Normally, people who start learning traditional Chinese medicine from university wouldn’t be as ignorant as her. Could it be that she’s like those quacks outside who have read a few medical books and then dream of making a name for themselves?”

Little did they know that traditional Chinese medicine is highly regional and familial; their own knowledge is only superficial. We, on the other hand, are standing here because we've accumulated hundreds of years of experience passed down through generations. What does she have?

As Yu Jinzhao listened to the cacophony of voices, she calmly thought to herself, "She's truly gifted."

Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed complex and difficult to learn, requiring the accumulation of experience. However, she was born with the ability to remember everything she saw. While others need to spend decades studying tens of millions of medical cases, she can memorize them after just one glance. Her mother said she was a gifted TCM prodigy!

A knowing smile, concealing her ambition, flashed in her eyes as she spoke softly, "Madam, I know that medical skills are no ordinary matter, and I never try to be a hero in matters of life and death. Would you be willing to give it a shot?"

The scales in the noble lady's heart were turned upside down.

She knew that, based on her qualifications, she should listen to Dr. He, but Dr. He could only guarantee her a month's life.

Her son just got married, and she's still waiting to hold her grandson. She wants to live more than anyone else!

She had seen so many doctors, all of whom said she was beyond medical help, but this exquisite and beautiful girl in front of her claimed that she could cure her, even though the girl looked very young and seemed unbelievable.

But when people are on the verge of death, they will do anything to grasp at the slightest chance of survival, even if it is just a drop in the ocean!

Moreover, the noble lady had met the deceased renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor once, and this beautiful young woman's eyes were strikingly similar to those of the doctor.

Moreover, she could tell that she had been to southern Xinjiang. These two points alone were enough to make her take the risk!

Thinking of this, the noble lady nodded, "Alright, the worst outcome is death anyway, so I might as well give it a try."

He Ping's expression changed; he hadn't expected the noble lady to believe this young girl's nonsense. He raised his voice in agitation.

“Madam, you have been deceived by this young boy. I can be absolutely certain that you are possessed by an evil spirit, not by a poisonous insect!”

Putting all that aside, even with poisonous insects and Gu, let alone in our underground city, no traditional Chinese medicine family in the entire country has ever mastered this Ghost Plum Blossom Needle technique. She just wants to show off and is using you as a guinea pig.

The noble lady said, "If it means putting myself in a do-or-die situation, I'm willing to take the gamble for half an hour."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Besides, it's not that no one can't learn the Ghost Plum Blossom Needle technique. Didn't a renowned national master of traditional Chinese medicine learn it at a young age more than 20 years ago?"

"You're gambling with your life, it'll kill you!" He Ping sighed. "Besides, the national medical master you mentioned has been dead for over twenty years and has no successor. Such a naturally gifted doctor is one in a hundred years. Do you think just anyone can become the second national medical master?"

The butler didn't believe it either, and whispered to persuade her, "Madam, this is a matter of life and death, not a game. Let's go. Didn't the young master arrange a hospital abroad for you?"

In my opinion, traditional Chinese medicine is not as reliable as Western medicine; we should still trust science.

"Shut up!" The noblewoman slapped the armrest of the hospital bed, her hoarse and weak voice carrying a chilling aura.

The butler immediately lowered his head.

The noble lady said in a deep voice, "Traditional Chinese medicine is a combination of ancient Chinese philosophical thought, humanistic thought, and empirical medicine. It is a treasure of China. How can it be compared to Western medicine, which has only been around for a few hundred years?"

People's minds are restless these days, and learning traditional Chinese medicine requires time to settle down, so more people are learning Western medicine.

However, Western medicine only treats the symptoms, not the root cause, while traditional Chinese medicine can cure the root cause, which is why the lady of the house trusts traditional Chinese medicine more!

The butler was anxious. He didn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine to begin with, and now his wife wanted a young girl to treat him. If something went wrong, he would be finished.

But he dared not disobey the noble lady. He wiped the sweat from his brow, looked up at the girl with a warning in his eyes, hoping to awaken her conscience.

However, Yu Jinzhao just stared blankly at the noble lady, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

Since she started studying traditional Chinese medicine, she has heard too many insults directed at it, especially since she comes from a wealthy family and everyone she has met looks down on traditional Chinese medicine.

Unexpectedly, a lady from a noble family like this would so firmly believe in and uphold traditional Chinese medicine!

For some reason, she felt a surge of goodwill towards the noblewoman.

Seeing that the noble lady was unwavering, He Ping snorted coldly, "Please think it over, Madam. If you accept my treatment, you have one month to live. But if you insist on courting death, you will bear the consequences!"

He Ping's arrogant words made the noble lady frown slightly. She glanced at He Ping, then turned to look at Yu Jinzhao.

The young and elegant girl stood quietly, her fox-like eyes calm and gentle, seemingly capable of embracing the growth of all things.

Everyone was criticizing and suppressing her, but she remained calm and composed, as if everything was under her control.

The lady had a broad perspective and knew that a person without some ability could not have such confidence.

In contrast, the furious He Ping seemed more like the swindler.

The lady ignored He Ping, ordered the butler to help her up, and followed Yu Jinzhao to the next-door treatment room.

Yu Jinzhao casually took a row of silver needles from the shelf by the door to disinfect them.

The room could only accommodate a few people, so the doctors gathered at the door to look inside. Although they did not approve, it was the lady's choice, and they had no right to interfere.

He Ping, feeling ignored, was so angry that his lips turned blue and his chest heaved violently. The noble lady actually chose to treat a mere child. Didn't that just show that he was the one who was lying?

Just as Yu Jinzhao finished sterilizing the silver needles and was about to treat the noble lady, the head of the gang arrived late.

The head of the gang was nearly seventy years old, with snow-white hair and wrinkled skin. He had the appearance of a learned scholar, and his clear eyes revealed a compassionate spirit towards the world. He showed no signs of old age and was full of energy.

The doctors solemnly bowed and paid their respects to their teachers.

He Ping's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "Boss, you've finally arrived! There's some young brat swindling people under the guise of traditional Chinese medicine. Please persuade the lady inside..."

The head of the gang stood with his hands behind his back and interrupted him, "You're incapable of making patients trust you. Look at your own problems."

The head of the gang arrived more than ten minutes ago and stood behind the screen listening to Yu Jinzhao speak. Unlike the displeasure of doctors He Ping and others, his expression revealed a profound and unfathomable interest.

He Ping felt a lump in his throat and then gritted his teeth and said, "One should not consult two doctors for one illness. So just assume that this noble lady is a patient treated by that little brat. If someone dies, it has nothing to do with me."

While they were talking, Yu Jinchao inserted three silver needles into acupoints on the noble lady's head.

Tongtian, Yintang, Yangbai.

The leader's eyes trembled involuntarily.