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"How is it?"

Shui Jing asked anxiously, but as soon as he spoke, his gaze was fixed on the silver needle in He Yudong's hand.

That acupuncture technique—

Fast, accurate, and stable.

The placement, depth, and angle of each needle were so precise it was as if measured with a ruler. The moment the silver needle entered the acupoint, the dark blue poison marks receded like the tide, visibly disappearing.

Shui Jing's pupils suddenly contracted.

He'd seen this technique before.

No, he had seen more than just it—he had studied it for most of his life and had only ever seen similar records in ancient books and fragments. It was the "Sealing Meridians and Cutting Pulse Acupuncture Method," which had been lost for over a hundred years. It used silver needles to seal the meridians, blocking the flow of toxins with the blood and qi, and then used reverse needling to force the toxins back to their original location, and finally expel them from the body.

He had never seen anyone in the world use this acupuncture technique.

The young man in front of them did it with ease and fluency, as if he had used it a thousand or ten thousand times.

"Mr. Shui Jing, please don't be anxious."

He Yudong didn't look up, his tone calm. He held Shui Linglong's wrist with his left hand, and with his right hand, he took out a silver needle and gently pricked an acupoint on the web between her thumb and forefinger.

Shui Linglong hissed, wincing in pain, but dared not cry again—He Yudong had just said that crying would cause the snake venom to spread faster.

"Bear with it," He Yudong said.

He applied slight pressure with his fingertips, pushing down along the meridians on Shui Linglong's arm. With each push, the originally bluish skin regained some color, and when he reached the bite wound, dark red blood began to seep out around the two clear teeth marks.

"The toxic blood must be expelled."

After He Yudong finished speaking, he bent down without hesitation, put his mouth to the wound, and sucked hard.

"You—" Shui Jing was startled.

Ding Qiunan was also stunned. She subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop him, but seeing He Yudong's focused expression, she withdrew her hand halfway through.

He Yudong sucked out a mouthful of black blood, turned his head and spat it onto the grass next to him, then sucked out a second mouthful, a third mouthful... until the blood he sucked out turned from blackish-red to bright red, then he stopped.

"Qiu Nan, give me the kettle."

Ding Qiunan quickly handed it over, and He Yudong took it, rinsed his mouth, then rinsed Shui Linglong's wound with clean water. Finally, he took out a small bottle of medicine powder from the medicine box and sprinkled it evenly on the wound.

"Alright, the poison has been mostly cleared. I just sealed the rest with a needle so it won't spread. Take another dose of antidote when you get back, and rest for two or three days, and you'll be fine."

As He Yudong spoke, he removed the silver needles from Shui Linglong's arm one by one. The moment the last needle left her body, the bruises on Shui Linglong's entire arm had faded considerably, leaving only some redness and swelling around the wound.

Shui Linglong stared blankly at her arm, then looked up at He Yudong.

My arm, which was just numb and painful, has regained feeling and is almost completely normal except for some soreness.

"I...I'm alright?" Shui Linglong moved her fingers in disbelief.

"You're alright for now, but you'll still need to take your medicine when you get back." He Yudong put away the silver needles and stood up.

"Thank you..." Shui Linglong's eyes were red, and her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's hum.

He Yudong nodded, said nothing more, and turned to continue harvesting artemisia.

Shui Jing stood still.

He stared at He Yudong's back, his eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions—shock,感慨, and a hint of barely concealed excitement.

He was absolutely certain that the acupuncture technique he had just used was the lost art of sealing the meridians and cutting off the pulse.

He Yudong's act of sucking out the snake venom gave him a real shock. It wasn't some medical skill, but a doctor's most instinctive reaction—seeing a patient in danger, disregarding everything else, he directly used his mouth to suck out the venom.

This is something that's easier said than done.

If it were him, he wouldn't dare to suck out the venom with his mouth without knowing the type of snake venom. If the venom could be absorbed through the oral mucosa, the rescuer would also be poisoned.

But He Yudong didn't even hesitate.

Either they are highly skilled and daring, with absolute confidence in their medical abilities; or they have an inherent ruthlessness that disregards the consequences.

Or perhaps—both.

"Grandpa?" Shui Linglong gently tugged at Shui Jing's sleeve. "What's wrong?"

Shui Jing came to her senses, looked down at her granddaughter, and only after confirming that she was indeed alright did she breathe a long sigh of relief.

"It's alright." He patted Shui Linglong's hand, then looked in He Yudong's direction, his gaze deep. "It was Grandpa's carelessness that frightened you."

After a pause, Shui Jing muttered to herself again:

"This young man... is no ordinary person."

Ding Qiunan, who was standing nearby, heard this and her lips curled slightly. He thought to himself: Of course, he's my brother Yu Dong.

On the other side, Dr. Liang and Liu Dafu stood at the back of the crowd, their faces looking increasingly grim.

Dr. Liang was completely speechless—first, he diagnosed the difficult and complicated disease in just a few words, then he performed a lost acupuncture technique in front of everyone, and even sucked out snake venom with his bare hands to save a person. This whole performance was something that not only he, but all the doctors present combined, couldn't have done.

Liu Dafu was both shocked and furious. He had originally intended to trip up He Yudong, but he hadn't expected that this kid would even impress Mr. Shui Jing. Now, he had completely lost face as the "person in charge of the free clinic."

A large amount of artemisia was harvested quickly.

He Yudong divided the artemisia into several portions, and led a group of people to collect several auxiliary medicinal herbs. The group then returned to the clinic in a grand procession.

"Mr. Shui Jing, would you please find a large pot?" He Yudong said.

"Okay." Without saying a word, Shui Jing instructed the head of the health clinic to find a large iron pot.

He Yudong put the artemisia into a pot, filled it with water, and began to simmer it. However, he did not boil it over high heat, but soaked it in warm water and then simmered it slowly over low heat. The whole process was very particular about the heat and time.

"Ge Hong's *Elbow-Side Emergency Prescriptions* records: 'Take a handful of artemisia annua, soak it in two liters of water, squeeze out the juice, and drink it all.'" He Yudong explained while decocting the medicine, "The key lies in the words 'soak' and 'squeeze out the juice.' Artemisinin is sensitive to high temperatures; if you use the conventional decoction method, the high temperature will destroy its efficacy. Therefore, it must be soaked in warm water before squeezing out the juice."

Shui Jing nodded repeatedly as he listened, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

His previous attempts to treat malaria with artemisia had been unsuccessful; the problem lay in the method of decocting the medicine. This young man's understanding of medical principles was so profound and thorough that it far exceeded his expectations.

Before long, the decoction was ready.

He Yudong filtered out the artemisia juice and added the decoction of several other auxiliary medicinal herbs to prepare a complete prescription.

"Have the patient take this medicine three times a day. Those with severe symptoms will definitely improve within three days." He Yudong handed the bowl of medicine to the nurse at the clinic. "In addition, patients with milder symptoms should take half the dose. Villagers who haven't developed symptoms can also drink some; it can have a preventative effect."

Shui Jing took the bowl of medicine, brought it close to smell it, then dipped her finger in it and tasted it on her tongue. Her brows furrowed slightly at first, then slowly relaxed.

"Excellent medicine," Shui Jing exclaimed sincerely.

He put down the medicine bowl, turned to look at He Yudong, his eyes full of admiration and respect, and solemnly cupped his hands in a respectful gesture:

"Dr. He, I have learned a great deal today."

He Yudong quickly waved his hand: "Mr. Shui Jing, you are too kind. You are a senior, and I dare not accept such praise."

Shui Jing shook his head, his expression serious: "Medicine is not based on seniority, but solely on genuine talent and skill. You deserve it."

After saying this, Shui Jing paused, as if considering something, before speaking again:

"Dr. He, I have a question for you—could you tell me the name of the acupuncture technique you just used?"

He Yudong was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "The Meridian-Sealing and Pulse-Severing Acupuncture Technique."

Shui Jing took a deep breath, and sure enough, it was so.

"This acupuncture technique, as far as I know, has been lost for over a hundred years," Shui Jing said slowly. "Where did you learn it?"

He Yudong frankly replied, "It's a family tradition."

Shui Jing gave him a deep look, but didn't ask any further questions.

Whether it's family tradition or self-taught, it doesn't matter. What matters is that this young man possesses far more than he imagined.

"Dr. He," Shui Jing suddenly said seriously, "I have a request—after this free clinic concludes, could you please stay at my humble abode for a few days? I have some medical ideas to discuss with you."

These words startled everyone present.

Who is Mr. Shui Jing? He is a towering figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to even get an audience with him. Yet now he has taken the initiative to invite a young man to his home as a guest.

Before He Yudong could speak, Shui Linglong couldn't hold back any longer and whispered, "Grandpa, you're so biased! I was just bitten by a snake, but you're acting like nothing happened."

Shui Jing blushed slightly and coughed lightly, "Ahem... Grandpa was just worried about you, but Dr. He's medical skills captivated me for a moment..."

"Hmph!" Shui Linglong turned her head away, but secretly glanced at He Yudong out of the corner of her eye.

Ding Qiunan saw this scene and subtly moved closer to He Yudong.

He Yudong noticed Ding Qiunan's movements, glanced down at her, and saw that she was smiling, but the fingers gripping the hem of her clothes were tightening slightly.

He Yudong smiled helplessly and quietly took her hand in his own.

Ding Qiunan's ears turned slightly red, but she didn't relax.

"Could this be the Five Elements Needle Technique, which has been lost for hundreds of years?" Shui Jing couldn't help but exclaim excitedly.

He Yudong looked up at him, nodded, and continued inserting several more silver needles. The needles visibly vibrated at a high frequency, which was quite miraculous.

Then, drops of black venomous blood were slowly forced out from the wound where Shui Linglong had been bitten. Even Shui Linglong, who had been somewhat resentful of He Yudong just moments before, couldn't help but feel amazed—the numbness in her hand was gradually disappearing.

This scene shocked all the doctors present; anyone could see that silver needles were being used to force out the poison.

However, Liu Dafu and Dr. Liang, who were in the crowd, looked displeased—they were naturally unhappy to see this kid showing off like this.

"Stay put, don't move." He Yudong said to Shui Linglong, then walked towards the bamboo snake. He ignored the snake pinned to the ground by the silver needles and began searching through the surrounding grass.

Before long, he found a kind of grass with purplish-red leaves. He picked a few leaves, chewed them a few times, and then took them out and applied them directly to Shui Linglong's wound.

"Qiu Nan, get the gauze."

"Okay, Brother Yudong." Ding Qiunan quickly took out a roll of gauze from the medicine box and handed it over.

He Yudong took the gauze and skillfully bandaged Shui Linglong's wound before finally removing the silver needles one by one.

"Huh? Is that all? I was bitten by a poisonous snake! Isn't this treatment a bit too hasty? And what kind of herb is that? You just applied it to me like that?" Shui Linglong said, her eyes slightly red and filled with tears.

"You're supposed to be a student of Traditional Chinese Medicine, yet you haven't even read the theory of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements?" He Yudong said casually.

"What? What does this have to do with the Yin-Yang and Five Elements theory?" Shui Linglong retorted.

"All things in heaven and earth are inseparable from Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, which interact and counteract each other. Wherever venomous snakes roam, you can always find herbs to treat their venom within seven steps. Don't you understand that? That herb you just saw was called Purple Moon Grass, specifically for treating green bamboo snake venom. Besides, I've already forced most of the venom out of your hand with silver needles; you won't die."

"You..." Shui Linglong was so scolded that she couldn't speak.

"Linglong, don't be rude!" Shui Jing said sternly. "If it weren't for Dr. He, you would have been poisoned long ago. Hurry up and thank him."

The more Shui Jing interacted with He Yudong, the more he realized that this young man was extraordinary. He hadn't expected that he could so easily neutralize snake venom, and the Five Elements Needle Technique he had just used had left him utterly astonished.

"Okay... thank you." Shui Linglong glanced at He Yudong. Actually, she was quite grateful—she was so anxious she was almost crying, and no one came to help except He Yudong. Moreover, the acupuncture was really amazing; she had completely regained feeling in her hand.

"Everyone be careful, the grass here is dense, there's a good chance of snakes. Hit them a few times with sticks before picking the artemisia," Shui Jing hurriedly shouted to the group.

With He Yudong, a doctor who could treat snake venom, present, and armed with sticks, the group was no longer afraid. Before long, they had gathered a considerable amount of artemisia. A little over an hour later, the group returned to the clinic, their harvest plentiful.

Then, following Professor He Yudong's method, they began decocting the medicine using artemisia annua in combination with other herbs. Patients with mild symptoms who drank the decoction showed rapid improvement by the evening of the same day; the condition of severely ill patients also significantly improved.

At this moment, the doctors on site truly realized how formidable He Yudong was.

"Xiao He, we owe you so much this time! If it weren't for you, this matter wouldn't have been resolved so quickly. You deserve the most credit for this mission!" Shui Jing said with a smile. The more he looked at He Yudong, the more pleasing he became—such profound medical skills at such a young age were truly rare.

"Mr. Shui, you flatter me. I was just doing what a doctor should do. This prescription can be promoted. It will be effective for all types of malaria. Even if there are mutations, you only need to change some auxiliary drugs," He Yudong said with a smile.

"Ding! You have successfully treated the poisoned girl. You have been rewarded with 30 merit points."

"Ding! A cure for malaria has been written, saving lives and helping the people. 500 merit points awarded."

Hearing the sudden system notification, He Yudong was overjoyed—he hadn't expected to gain over five hundred merit points so quickly. But it was understandable; after all, the prescription he had written could save countless lives, not just the few people in front of him. Curing malaria—wasn't that a great act of merit?

Now that my merit points have reached 616, I'm glad I came to the rural clinic.

"Don't worry, it's your credit. By the way, Comrade Xiao He, was the acupuncture you used just now the Five Elements Acupuncture Technique?" Shui Jing asked again.

"That's right, it is indeed the Five Elements Acupuncture Technique." He Yudong did not hide anything.

"Is it really the Five Elements Acupuncture Technique? Wasn't this acupuncture technique lost for hundreds of years? I never thought it could still be passed down! I only saw a description of the Five Elements Acupuncture Technique in an ancient medical book. It is said that once the Five Elements Acupuncture Technique is mastered, it can cure all internal diseases?" Shui Jing's eyes shone.

He Yudong smiled faintly: "The Five Elements Acupuncture does have its unique features, but to say it can treat all internal ailments is an exaggeration. However, it does have corresponding treatment methods for diseases of the five internal organs. It's just that the Five Elements Acupuncture is extremely complex, and I've only grasped a superficial understanding of it so far."

"You're too modest! Comrade He, with your medical skills, I'm ashamed to admit my inferiority. How about this—when we get back, I'll recommend you to my superiors so you can become a professor at the medical school. What do you think?" Shui Jing said earnestly.

"Professor?" He Yudong smiled and shook his head. "I'd rather not. I think the steel mill's infirmary is fine; it's not too busy. If I went to medical school, I'd probably be overwhelmed."

"You can rest assured about that! We'll just give you a position, and we'll arrange one or two classes for you each week. It won't affect your work." Shui Jing became anxious when she saw He Yudong refuse.

This young man is so skilled in traditional Chinese medicine. Nowadays, the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine is severely interrupted. If He Yudong could come to the medical school to teach students, it would be a great thing for the country and for traditional Chinese medicine.

"Let's talk about that later," He Yudong said.

"Alright, let's talk about it when we get back," Shui Jing said. Besides being the personal health advisor to his former superiors, he was also the president of the medical school. He certainly had the authority to appoint He Yudong as a professor.

He Yudong didn't care much. To him, his medical skills were invincible, and with the system at his disposal, the benefits of going to the medical school would be negligible. He'd rather spend more time enjoying himself.

"Are you Dr. He? Please take a look at me!"

"Dr. He! We need to see Dr. He for treatment!"

"Hey, don't push! Go to the back of the line!"

Suddenly, chaos erupted at the scene. News that He Yudong had solved the strange illness on his arrival had spread throughout Fuze Township, and many people rushed over, specifically requesting to see He Yudong for treatment.

The crowd now numbered at least a hundred people, and none of them went to see any other doctors; they all headed straight for He Yudong.

He Yudong's lips twitched involuntarily—the scene looked rather strange. A row of consultation tables stood at the entrance of the clinic, but none of the other tables were occupied; only his table had over a hundred people in line.

The other doctors were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Dr. Liang, in particular, had long disliked He Yudong, and now he was seething with rage—what was so special about this kid who just happened to know a malaria treatment formula?

Seeing this, Mr. Shui Jing couldn't help but smile wryly. In this era, the celebrity effect is quite strong; ordinary people know which doctor is skilled and go directly to them, even a national-level expert like himself is ignored. However, he acknowledged He Yudong's exceptional medical skills.

"Everyone, don't rush, take your time, line up first!" Ding Qiunan quickly helped maintain order. She was happiest that He Yudong was so popular, and immediately became his assistant, just like she had in the infirmary.