Chapter 271 Who was the most highly skilled doctor?
While the middle-aged Zhu Quan committed suicide, juvenile Zhu Quan also vomited blood and fell, covering his chest with one hand. He looked painful. A large amount of blood flowed from his chest and instantly reddened the frosty carpet, tragic and decisive.
He Danggui took an almost gleeful delight in seeing that both the young and old Zhu Quan were in a coma. While moving to a corner of the room to watch them from a distance, she thought about how to convince Chang Nuo and others that Zhu Quan was suicide, so that she would not be involved. She was so calm to see the dying Zhu Quan, which surprised herself. It was only then that she was finally convinced that she no longer had any hatred toward Zhu Quan. Hatred was a variant of love, and he was not worthy of her hatred. He only made her feel disgusted.
Seeing that they seemed to die, she walked to the bed and grabbed a quilt to wrap the body of Concubine He. When she touched it, she felt the physical object all at once. It was weird to be able to touch her own corpse.
She dragged Concubine He to a corner of the room, took out a Huo Zhe Zi from her purse, ignited a bright flame, and then threw it on the quilt that wrapped Concubine He. It was time for her to rest in peace. Whether it was in the previous life or in a fabricated fantasy dream, Concubine He experienced a thrilling nightmare, and now she should go to the end of the world to sleep deeply. Concubine He didn’t live a wonderful life, but she would live well for her.
“My Lord!” A panic voice sounded, and a figure in blue rushed to the bed, “You can’t die! You can’t die!” He Danggui turned around and saw it was Shangguan Ming Ri, who looked old, too.
“Don’t touch him!” A gentle and magnetic voice sounded, and then a figure in purple walked to the door of Wu Xiang Ge, “Move over. I can save him!” He Danggui frowned and looked at the man… He was Qi Xuanyu. She only saw him once or twice many years ago, and now she had a vague impression on him, but she recognized his voice. It seemed that he was an immortal character, but she didn’t expect that he was friendly with people since he worked with Zhu Quan.
“Here!” A warm and panic voice sounded, and a figure in green rushed over with a pile of paper parcels, “Royal Prophet Qi, I have brought all the things you need!” He Danggui looked at him. This man was Sima Ming Yue, who was not too different from the one in her impression. It was a pity that she didn’t recognize the voice of the fake Feng Yang. She talked with him many times three years ago, but she didn’t know that the fake Feng Yang was the Sima Ming Yue who was around Zhu Quan every day.
Qi Xuanyu opened the paper parcels one by one, revealing all kinds of brightly colored powders. Then he took off a piece of black satin on his left wrist, and unfolded it. It turned out to be a row of silver needles. He Danggui frowned when she saw that Qi Xuanyu also used acupuncture and put the needle sleeve on the wrist like her.
Each time Qi Xuanyu took out a silver needle, it was stained with powder of one color. The needle seemed to have a belly hidden inside. Each time it was stained, a pack of about 0.5 liang of powder would be consumed less than half. Then the silver needle filled with powder was pierced into the wound of middle-aged Zhu Quan. The bleeding stopped at first, and then the blood scattered, revealing the horrible flesh and blood. Finally, the wound was healed rapidly. Qi Xuanyu gave an acupuncture treatment to all the wounds unhurriedly. Some wounds healed faster, while others rebounded after half-healing, becoming bloody again.
In general, the middle-aged Zhu Quan was observably recovering. Seeing this, Ming Ri and Ming Yue looked at each other happily and gratefully. He Danggui was astonished for a while, wondering what kind of acupuncture therapy and medical skill Qi Xuanyu used. The skill looked much powerful than hers! It didn’t seem to be a technique that humans could master. Who was this Qi Xuanyu? Was he a human being?
He Danggui walked to the bed and watched Qi Xuanyu’s acupuncture at close quarters. She also looked carefully when he was sucking powder with the needle. How did he do it? By internal force? Witchcraft? Or Taoist spell?
“Don’t get too close! It is a little dangerous when using a needle to collect powder.” Qi Xuanyu’s gentle voice sounded, “Be careful to avoid it splashing into your eyes.”
He Danggui shrank her head in fright. What happened? Could Qi Xuanyu see her? Looking up at him, she saw that he was talking to Ming Ri and Ming Yue. She sighed in relief and calmed herself. Bai Yangbai said that when someone entered the fantasy dreams of others, no one else could see him or her except the dreamer. How could Qi Xuanyu see her? If he really saw her, he would believe that Concubine He was resurrected and immediately take her to the middle-aged Zhu Quan.
Next, Qi Xuanyu continued the acupuncture treatment, repeatedly demonstrating the acupuncture technique and giving a detailed explanation. He Danggui was originally a little surprised, but when she saw Qi Xuanyu explained to the two people, Ming Ri and Ming Yue, she thought that Qi Xuanyu probably wanted to teach them something, so that they would give their Lord first aid when encountering the same accident.
She had rarely seen Qi Xuanyu’s acupuncture therapy, choice of needle placement, and the pioneering work of sucking powder with needles. She was not completely sure about the treatment of such injuries with her own acupuncture therapy, and it was impossible to get effect instantly. Hence, she didn’t want to let go of this great opportunity to study. She sat on the side of the bed and watched carefully, remembering every word Qi Xuanyu said. Then she took off her needle sleeve from her wrist and imitated his skill on a brocade quilt.
The more she learned, the more she felt that Qi Xuanyu’s acupuncture was superior. She wondered where he learnt such a magical acupuncture.
As far as she knew, from the Southern Song Dynasty to the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the first universally acknowledged medical expert famous for acupuncture in the world was Dou Mo, the “Master of Jin Zhen”. No one was better qualified than him. In the medical dialectical contest for 30 consecutive years, Dou Mo was always the chief doctor.
Dou Mo, whose courtesy name was Hanqing, was said to be able to penetrate a bronze man easily with a golden needle. When soldiers of Yuan fell in De’an, the emperor Kublai Khan was still a seignior. He once summoned Dou Mo to ask him about the way to govern the country, and ordered all the princes to learn from him. Later, Dou Mo served as a lecturer of the Hanlin Academy, a grand academician of the Institute for the Glorification of Literature, and a senior official of justice. He was given the title of imperial tutor and Duke Wei. His posthumous name was Wenzheng. He was extremely glorious throughout his life. It could be said that he reached the commanding heights of doctors. He made a lot of contribution to the world and was respected by ordinary people. Besides, he had six or seven classic acupuncture works.
Luo Bi, the ancestor of the Luo’s Family, learned the “San Qing Acupuncture” from Dou Mo. Luo Tianyi, Luo Bi’s father, was also a famous doctor and imperial doctor of the same era as the Doctor Dou, but his medical skills were inherited from Jie Gu, focusing on the application of viscera syndrome differentiation, spleen and stomach theory, and medicinal properties. Acupuncture cured diseases at the surface, while decoction focused on internal diseases. The Luo’s Family was originally specialized in the use of decoction and was famous for its good treatment of sores. It was highly praised by military doctors and soldiers in the Yuan Dynasty. However, Luo Bi was longing for the ingenious acupuncture therapy of the miracle-working Doctor Dou, so he went to Dou Mo behind his father’s back, and took a lot of effort to become the disciple of Doctor Dou.
In addition to the disciple Luo Bi, the old Doctor Dou only passed on his magic skills to his son Dou Huanran. That was to say, in the past 100 years, the most profound golden needle acupuncture in the world was only been inherited from two families, Dou’s Family and Luo’s Family. Dou’s Family had a bad luck in official career, and they did not have friendship with the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang at a time when the general situation of the world changed. Therefore, they gradually fell into decline. The last descendant was Dou Haizhen, He Danggui’s master and Dou Huanran’s great-great-grandson.
He Danggui met Dou Haizhen when she was farming at an early age. At that time, Dou Haizhen was already a disabled man, unable to take care of himself. Since he was betrayed by his relatives and friends, he refused to cure patients. Dou Haizhen’s medical skills were more excellent than that of Grandpa Luo Maitong. He Danggui was still an ignorant child at the time, so she only learned a little from him. When Dou Haizhen died, she knew that he hid behind a false identity because of being framed, saying that he was involved in the “Treason Case of Lan Yu” and almost lost his life. He didn’t pass on his special skills to anyone.
He Danggui was no stranger to Lan Yu. He was also a famous founding general and conferred the title of Duke Liang. He was the brother of Chang Yuchun’s wife, and Chang Nuo’s uncle. Not to mention how serious the crime Lan Yu committed, but when Zhu Yuanzhang killed the meritorious statesman Lan Yu, more than 15,000 people were involved, equivalent to the total population of three prosperous towns. Zhu Yuanzhang was really an unscrupulous tyrant, no wonder his children and grandchildren were not blessed by the immortal.
Although Dou Haizhen and He Danggui had a teacher-student friendship, it was a pity that Mr. Dou Haizhen was a stubborn old man. He preferred boys to girls, even though he liked the clever and well-behaved He Danggui. He taught her the golden needle acupuncture, but resolutely refused to recognize her as a female disciple, and only allowed her to call him “Blind Grandpa” until his death.
In this way, the peerless Doctor Dou Mo really had no offspring. His special skill was only passed on to He Danggui and Grandpa Luo Maitong. No one else of the descendants of Luo’s Family learned the acupuncture therapy from Luo Maitong. It was not that Luo Maitong refused to teach his children and grandchildren, but the “San Qing Acupuncture” was easy to learn but difficult to master. It was extremely difficult and boring to master it. If people were a little careless when they used it, there would be a danger of death.
When He Danggui learned from the “Blind Grandpa”, she didn’t feel that way, probably because the “Blind Grandpa” had a more thorough research on acupuncture than Luo Maitong.
The only person in Luo’s Family who learned Senior Lord Luo Maitong’s acupuncture was Peng Shi, the grandson of Luo Dusong in Luo’s Family in the capital. Three years ago, he came to Yangzhou City to study at Chengxu Academy. A few months later, Mr. Bao of the Academy had a sudden illness. His symptoms looked a bit like epilepsy. Peng Shi suddenly took out his needle box for treatment, and he quickly cured Mr. Bao.
Later, Madam Luo heard this incident. After she asked Peng Shi, she knew that he ran into Senior Lord Luo Maitong on outings, and learned San Qing Acupuncture from him for more than four months. According to Senior Lord Luo Maitong’s instructions, he did not tell others about this matter. After hearing this, Madam Luo couldn’t help exclaiming over his good luck, and sighed that her two grandchildren didn’t have this luck. She didn’t know that she had a granddaughter He Danggui whose technique was better than that of Luo Maitong. At that time, He Danggui was sitting on the footrest to massage her leg, serving as a maid.
At this time, He Danggui followed the middle-aged Qi Xuanyu in the fantasy dream to learn his acupuncture therapy, and practiced on a bed of brocade quilt. Based on her two lives of wisdom and in-depth research on her own original “Yunqi Acupuncture”, she couldn’t figure out the rationale of Qi Xuanyu’s acupuncture therapy. Qi Xuanyu shouldn’t be the descendant of Dou Mo, so where did he learn such a magic skill? Could it be that there was another acupuncture master in this world who was better than Dou Mo, Luo Maitong, Qi Xuanyu and He Danggui?
“Huh?” Ming Yue said suddenly, “Look, there are many small holes on the quilt! And the holes are still increasing. What’s going on? Is there a living thing in the quilt?”
He Danggui stopped what she was doing when she heard that.
“Hey!” Ming Yue was even more surprised, “Could the thing that pierced the holes understand what I said? It stopped immediately!”
“The thing?” He Danggui got angry and gave Ming Yue a kick. She originally thought that he could not be kicked. Just like the vase passed through Zhu Quan’s head, her feet would pass directly through Ming Yue’s body, but…
“Oh!” Ming Yue stepped back abruptly, with his eyes wide open. He exclaimed, “What’s the matter? I seemed to be kicked suddenly! Who?”
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