Jinyi Spring

Chapter 73 The Divine Needle of Taiyin
Feng Chuchen and Aunt Wang took off their cloaks, put on surgical gowns, and tied the sleeves above their wrists with cloth straps. They poured some disinfectant into a basin, soaked for about fifteen minutes, and then put on their homemade, sterilized sheep intestine gloves.

Only four people remained in the cell: Feng Chuchen, Aunt Wang, Shangguan Ruyu, and a person who looked like a prison doctor. The others waited outside the cell door.

Feng Chuchen knelt beside the man; she would be performing surgery in this position today.

It's both unfamiliar and uncomfortable.

The man was already asleep.

Aunt Wang opened the small box containing surgical instruments, and exclamations of surprise came from Shangguan Ruyu and the prison doctor.

It was an amazing find.

Shangguan Ruyu said, "What strange little knives, scissors, and pliers! The needles are curved. Are these all for surgery?"

His voice trembled with excitement.

He reached out to grab it, but Feng Chuchen coldly stopped him, "You can't touch it. These things have been disinfected. If they get dirty, external evils will enter your body."

Shangguan Ruyu withdrew his hand. He didn't know what disinfection was, but he roughly understood that it was about preventing harmful substances from entering the body.

Feng Chuchen stretched out her right hand and called out a strange name, and Aunt Wang placed the strange device in her hand.

Shangguan Ruyu watched as different instruments were switched in Feng Chuchen's hands, wiping the wound, cutting the previous sutures, turning the flesh inside out, and letting out pus, blood and intestines, making the stench even stronger.

Feng Chuchen examined the intestines, found no wounds, and then stuffed them back in.

Next, the wound was cleaned, some granulation tissue was removed, and then it was stitched up...

Aside from examining the intestines with his hands, Feng Chuchen always used strange instruments to do everything else, including suturing.

There were four layers sewn on, not the three layers mentioned before.

Finally, some medicine powder was sprinkled on the wound, covered with cotton, and then a long cloth strip was wrapped around the waist to bandage the wound.

He also instructed, "Change the dressing every day from now on, using the disinfectant and cotton swabs I left you. Keep the wound dry, and it's best to recuperate in a dry and clean environment. Also, drink the herbal decoction to prevent external pathogens from entering the body..."

During this time, Aunt Wang was so nervous that sweat kept pouring down her face. She didn't have a free hand to wipe it, so Shangguan Ruyu gave the prison doctor a wink, and the doctor, being very perceptive, used a handkerchief to wipe it for her.

Shangguan Ruyu really wanted to wipe Feng Chuchen's sweat, but strangely, Feng Chuchen didn't sweat at all.

Her forehead was smooth and clean, as if she had just applied balm.

He was so nervous that he was sweating profusely, with large drops of sweat constantly falling down his back, but Miss Feng didn't sweat at all...

After stitching up the most serious wound, Feng Chuchen re-stitched up the other wounds that looked relatively serious. She also wiped the less serious ones with cotton swabs soaked in disinfectant.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Chuchen seemed to have forgotten the existence of time, and how she went from kneeling to sitting.

After treating more than twenty wounds of varying sizes, she wanted to take the man's pulse, but since both of his wrists were severely injured, she touched the side of his neck instead.

Suddenly, everything went black before her eyes, and she was about to fall backward, her stomach churning as if it were being churned.

I was exhausted, and the room smelled terrible.

Aunt Wang helped her up.

"girl."

Feng Chuchen struggled to her feet; she felt nauseous.

Shangguan Ruyu said excitedly, "Miss Feng isn't performing surgery at all; she's clearly carving a beautiful piece of jade. Miss Feng, I want to become your apprentice..."

A gentle yet authoritative voice came from behind, "We'll talk about these things later. Miss Feng, is Lord Xiao alright?"

Feng Chuchen then noticed that a middle-aged man had appeared in the room at some point.

The man was around forty years old, with a robust physique, elegant eyebrows, and long eyes. Even though he was dressed casually, he looked like someone in a high position.

Shangguan Ruyu introduced, "This is Duke Ming of Dingguo."

Feng Chuchen bent his knees slightly, trying to speak, but the contents of his stomach rushed into his mouth.

She forced herself to run to the cell door, took off her mask, and vomited out.

Just then, a man strode into the cell and sprayed a mouthful of sour soup onto his chest.

Feng Chuchen was terrified and quickly used the mask in her hand to wipe his face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

The man's mind was a blur. He only realized what was happening after Feng Chuchen finished wiping him, and then grabbed her arm.

He hissed in a low voice, "You brat, how dare you spit on me... It was you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to strike someone.

Shangguan Ruyu quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Don't hit people. You forced your way in, how can you blame Miss Feng?"

Feng Chuchen was startled when she saw the man clearly.

It was him! The young man who had saved the child, knelt before her, and then had vomited all over her face.

Feng Chuchen shook his still-unclear head, not daring to look at Ming Shanyue, and took two steps back to stand next to Lord Xiao.

The Duke of Dingguo frowned and said, "It's your own fault for not watching where you're going, why blame the young lady?" He then asked, "Miss Feng, will Lord Xiao survive?"

Feng Chuchen said, "I don't know yet."

She walked over to Lord Xiao and sat down on the ground beside him. She took the silver needles handed to her by Aunt Wang and inserted them into Lord Xiao's Baihui, Huantiao, Tanzhong, Xiyangguan, Quchi, Taichong, and Hegu acupoints in turn, continuously injecting true qi into the silver needles.

The first three needles are the acupoints for the Shangyin Shen acupuncture, and the last five needles are the acupoints for deepening the Shangyin Shen acupuncture in the letter.

She didn't know why she was doing this, she just felt that pricking these acupoints could save the man.

Song Xian, Ming Shanyue's personal guard, quickly helped his master take off his outer robe and then took off his own outer garment to put on his master.

Ming Shanyue had no idea why she suddenly felt dizzy and weak in the legs, and that a girl had vomited right in front of her.

He couldn't lash out, so he stared at Xiao Henian on the ground with a sullen face.

It turns out that the surgeon Shangguan Ruyu hired was her. That clumsy and annoying girl, how could she possibly heal such a serious injury?
The cell was completely silent as everyone watched Feng Chuchen's hand.

He was wearing strange, semi-transparent gloves, which were stained with blood.

About fifteen minutes later, Feng Chuchen suddenly heard two soft, sweet laughs in her ear. They were so gentle and sweet that they seemed to melt her heart, just like the laughter she had after the Yin Shen Needle was applied.

Feng Chuchen didn't understand why this was happening, but she knew that the man wouldn't die.

Feng Chuchen breathed a sigh of relief and removed the silver needles from the man's body one by one. Just as she stood up, she felt her body go limp and was hugged by Aunt Wang behind her.

"girl."

Feng Chuchen felt weak all over, as if he had just received the Shangyin Shen acupuncture.

She whispered to the Duke of Dingguo and Shangguan Ruyu, "I have done everything I could. If the patient wakes up and you provide proper care afterward, he should be able to survive."

Then he said to Aunt Wang, "Alright, let's go."

The Duke of Dingguo smiled and said, "Truly, heroes emerge from among the young, and women are just as capable as men. Doctor Feng, you've worked hard. Ruyu will escort you home. Also, please don't let anyone know that Doctor Feng is here to treat patients."

He had fought in wars and witnessed how medics treated wounded soldiers roughly on the battlefield.

He intuitively felt that Miss Feng's skills were several levels higher than those of the military doctors, and even surpassed those of all the surgeons in the entire Great Yan Dynasty.

Xiao Henian might actually survive.

Heaven has eyes, and actually invited this little girl over.

Feng Chuchen was half-carried and half-supported by Shaoyao and Aunt Wang as they walked outside. Even though she didn't see Ming Shanyue, she could feel the man's piercing gaze shooting at her.

The group boarded a carriage, while Shangguan Ruyu rode in another carriage. Both carriages disappeared into the night.

Because Feng Chuchen vomited all over Ming Shanyue, all three of them felt heavy-hearted.

Hearing that Feng Chuchen had previously vomited in his face and had even received his kneeling obeisance, Aunt Wang sighed repeatedly.

"What a coincidence! Everyone says the Northern Garrison Commander is a living Yama. What if he holds a grudge?" Feng Chuchen leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes to rest, and also felt that it was too coincidental, unbelievably so.

She did to that man everything she had never done in her two lives.

She said weakly, "It wasn't that I wanted to vomit on him, but he insisted on coming over to catch me. What kind of strange person is that..."

Peony said, "Lord Ming is also very handsome. Apart from his fierce appearance, he is no less handsome than Young Master Shangguan. I saw him glare at you several times. I really wanted to kick him, but I held back."

Aunt Wang shouted, "Don't cause trouble for the girl. If you kick that scoundrel, our whole family will suffer."

When they arrived at their doorstep, Shaoyao got out of the car first and half-carried Feng Chuchen down.

The night was deep, and countless cold stars twinkled in the sky. The cool night breeze made Feng Chuchen feel a little better.

Shangguan Ruyu didn't get out of the car. He really wanted to go inside and continue discussing surgical techniques with Feng Chuchen, but he also knew that it wasn't appropriate to go to a young lady's house at this time.

He lifted the carriage curtain and said in a low voice, "Miss Feng, please rest well. I will visit you again another day to seek your advice."

Feng Chuchen nodded.

Aunt Wang came to his car and whispered, "My daughter has offended Lord Ming, what should we do?"

Shangguan Ruyu chuckled softly as she recalled Feng Chuchen's revelation of Mingshan Yue.

"That guy's a womanizer, but today he finally got his comeuppance. Miss Feng is awesome! Hahaha, I feel so good watching him... Don't worry, although he has a strange temper, he's very fair and impartial. Miss Feng was a great help."

"No matter how angry he is, he will remember your daughter's kindness. Besides, I'm here for him. If he dares to harm Miss Feng, I won't stand for it."

As the carriage started moving, Shangguan Ruyu said to the driver, "To the Duke of Dingguo's mansion."

The guard, with a pained expression, advised, "Second Master is staying at the Duke of Dingguo's mansion again. Her Highness the Princess and the Prince Consort won't be happy if they find out."

Duan Yan also advised, "Sir, gossip is a fearsome thing."

Shangguan Ruyu said, "I don't care what others say. If you keep nagging, get out."

Shangguan Ruyu leaned back in her chair, thinking about the scene that had just occurred.

In the dim firelight, Feng Chuchen's lips were tightly pressed together, her eyes were calm, and every move she made was so elegant and firm.

She's so beautiful and stunning, even celestial fairies can't compare...

Peony helped Feng Chuchen to the clean room and consciously stood under the west wing corridor.

Feng Chuchen was exhausted. She sat in the wooden tub and let Mu Jin help her bathe before being helped to lie down on the bed.

Feng Buji was preparing to go to bed.

Hearing that my sister was back, I rushed over.

"Sister used her magic acupuncture again? Rest after you finish eating."

Feng Chuchen didn't open her eyes. "I'm very tired and nauseous. I don't want to eat."

"Your hands are so cold, let me give you an extra blanket."

"No need, I'm not cold."

"I'll have someone cook a bowl of ginseng soup for my sister."

"it is good."

The nagging child finally left, and the room became quiet.

Feng Chuchen couldn't sleep, felt anxious, and kept feeling like there was something she hadn't done.

Yes, even with the miraculous acupuncture, the fragrance of life has not yet been ignited.

Feng Chuchen was momentarily stunned. Divine needle?
A baby's laughter came from inside. Could what she just did be considered a magic needle technique?

Feng Chuchen gritted her teeth, got out of bed, placed the incense stick into the small incense burner, picked up the tinderbox, placed it on the top of the incense, and silently recited:

"All conditioned things are impermanent, subject to arising and ceasing. When arising and ceasing cease, there is bliss in Nirvana. Entering the world, one is not defiled; leaving the world, one does not lose..."

The tip of the incense stick lit up, and a wisp of smoke rose from the tiny spark.

Feng Chuchen grinned.

She's even more capable than her aunt now; she can tell whether a patient is suitable for acupuncture just by being aware of their condition, and she can even administer the acupuncture first and then light incense.

After the incense burned out, she poured the ashes into a bowl and went back to bed.

She was wondering why she had applied acupuncture to those specific acupoints earlier. She had used three acupoints for the Upper Yin Divine Needle, plus five more for the Deepening Upper Yin Divine Needle, and had even rotated the needles and infused them with vital energy using the same method as for the Deepening Upper Yin Divine Needle…

The letter says that the Shangyin Divine Needle, after being deepened, becomes the Taiyin Divine Needle.

Thinking back to those two soft, giggling laughs, she realized she had just used the Taiyin Divine Needle technique and succeeded.
should be.

My aunt had been exploring the Taiyin Divine Needle technique for a long time but never had the chance to learn it, and she even had the opportunity to master it.

Feng Chuchen didn't know the specifics of what happened.

But what she knew was that, besides her good fortune, it was also related to the changes in her body after helping the mother wolf give birth in the reed marshes, which allowed her to smooth out the nine copper thimbles and gain enough strength...

These conditions are all indispensable.

She also knew that the person survived mainly because of the Taiyin Divine Needle.

Without the miraculous acupuncture, no matter how good the surgery or suturing, the patient will die.

Feng Chuchen stared at the roof and grinned foolishly.

Laugh out loud.

She has mastered the Taiyin Divine Needle technique and saved those she wanted to save.

That person was lucky; before she died, she suddenly learned to use the Taiyin Divine Needle technique.

She felt that the Taiyin Divine Needle was somewhat similar to the heart stimulant in her previous life, only with a greater and wider range of effects...

It's truly mysterious.

Judging from the name, the character "太" sounds more sophisticated and high-class than "上".

Both contain the character "yin" (陰). Those who can perform Yin Shen acupuncture have a body that is colder than normal people, while those who can perform Taiyin Shen acupuncture have a body that is even colder than those who can perform Yin Shen acupuncture.

No wonder my body is getting colder.

There are far too many problems that cannot be explained.

Then I thought, Traditional Chinese Medicine views the universe as a whole, where all things are interconnected, mutually generating and restraining each other, and complementing each other. Humans are part of the universe and follow the laws of heaven and earth...

The Upper Yin Divine Needle and the Taiyin Divine Needle are also part of the universe, complementing and supporting humanity...

Because she didn't use any incense, the onlookers didn't know she was using a magic needle; they might have thought the man recovered because the surgery was successful.

She didn't know what precautions to take with Taiyin Divine Needle, or whether it was like Shangyin Divine Needle, which cannot be used twice within three days.

She is currently weak, and the use of the Taiyin Divine Needle is already overwhelming her. She cannot let others know that she can use the Taiyin Divine Needle.

The Taiyin Divine Needle can treat a wider range of diseases than the Shangyin Divine Needle; it can save not only newborns but also adults. The powerful and wealthy, focused on their own survival, wouldn't care about her life or death…

Banxia walked in carrying a bowl of ginseng soup and a bowl of egg noodles, followed by Feng Buji.

"Girl, drink the ginseng soup."

"Sister, drink the soup and then rest. Drink it while it's hot so you can sweat it out."

Even after drinking the ginseng soup, Feng Chuchen was still unable to calm down. Seeing that the little boy was still guarding the bedside, she had no choice but to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep.

His sister was asleep. Feng Buji touched her hand again. It was still so cold and not sweaty.

He pulled a quilt from the cupboard and covered his sister with it. After blowing out the oil lamp, he tiptoed out of the room.