Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 366

"It's hopeless if you don't pull out the needle!" Lin Xiaofu walked over to have a look, suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and reminded the young doctor.

"Hey, I told you not to make noise in the medical hall, get out!"

The little guy hurried over to stand in front of Lin Xiaofu, glaring at her.

If Zhao Zicheng hadn't blocked him just now, he wouldn't have let the village girl come here.

"Pull out the needle?" Unexpectedly, the young doctor blurted out, looking up at Lin Xiaofu, "I haven't figured out how to pull it out."

All doctors knew that the patient had been poisoned by bee stings, but the situation was critical, and they couldn't do anything about it.

Because it is too late to study poison and prescribe medicine.

"The most severely swollen place is the deepest source of the poison. From the source of the poison, it spreads to the limbs and bones of the body. When half of the body is black and blue, life will die."

With a serious expression on his face, Lin Xiaofu walked two steps forward, his eyes locked on the hem of the sick man's clothes which the doctor tore open.

"There is no blood sealing the throat, but the face is swollen like this. Most likely it is near the chin, whichever side is black."

Lin Xiaofu stretched out his hand and pointed to the right side of the sick man's face.

Just when the young doctor was about to lift the right cheek of the sick man, he encountered resistance.

It was so swollen.

"Does the uncle over there know how to hang needles? First, use a set of acupuncture techniques to protect the patient's heart veins. Brother over here, put on silk gloves. This is a poison fire needle, so don't get blood on it."

Lin Xiaofu clenched his fists to resist the urge to do it himself, and confessed to the two doctors.

The middle-aged doctor couldn't help frowning, but after taking a look at the patient, he was still busy treating the patient first, and hurriedly called his medicine boy to bring the needle bag.

But the young doctor looked at Lin Xiaofu with a surprised expression, he didn't expect her to reveal the source of the poison in one word.

He has only seen poisonous fire needles in medical books, but he has never seen a single case in his ten years of practice. Even his master has only heard of this kind of poisonous bee, and mentioned it as a rumor when teaching the art.

"If you are sure, I will open the patient's jaw, and you will find the needle." The young doctor took two pairs of silk gloves and handed a pair to Lin Xiaofu, his eyes clear and calm.

Lin Xiaofu immediately had a good impression of him.

Doctors are neither arrogant nor dry in front of patients, nor do they disregard the life and death of patients because of the so-called reputation, face and family status.

Lin Xiaofu nodded, put on the silk gloves without hesitation, and squatted down in front of the sick man as soon as he lifted his skirt, letting the young doctor go to the top of the sick man's head and lift his chin for support.

Sure enough, when he opened his jaw, he saw a black spot near the jawbone on the side of his face.

"I didn't take it in time, it was squeezed in by the swollen part." Lin Xiaofu frowned, and immediately stretched out his hand to the opposite side, "Uncle, borrow some silver needles."

The person on the other side had just finished applying the acupuncture to protect the heart veins, and stared blankly at the palm that suddenly stretched out.

At first glance, it looks like the palm of the hand doing rough work, with a layer of thin calluses, but it must have never been practiced in acupuncture.

"Hurry up, when the poison fire needle turns red, the poison will be difficult to cure." Lin Xiaofu did not wait for the silver needle, glanced at it and urged.

The middle-aged doctor was slightly taken aback, but still handed over the needle bag in his hand, leaving three silver needles.

Lin Xiaofu glanced at it, and took out the three silver needles with a horizontal movement of his fingers. In a blink of an eye, they were stuck on the side of the sick man's face.

The young man's heart trembled in fright, and he was more careful with the fingers supporting the sick man's chin, for fear of making mistakes.

But Lin Xiaofu pulled out the three silver needles in the order they were inserted and changed their places.

Suddenly, the poisonous fire needle that rubbed the jaw bone and pierced deep into the flesh slowly came out, and just as it was about to fly out of the flesh, Zhao Zicheng's eyes narrowed, and he almost cried out in surprise.

And Lin Xiaofu reached out his hand to hold it in an instant, and turned to look at the medicine boy holding the silver tray.

(End of this chapter)