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This is Shen's acupuncture technique!

Shen's acupuncture technique emphasizes the use of finger force to penetrate the needle, with measured twisting and slow insertion.

It sounds simple, but this technique is actually extremely difficult to master.

The speed, force, and amplitude of needle twisting are all subject to strict requirements; even a slight deviation will prevent the desired effect of guiding qi and unblocking meridians from being achieved.

Even after practicing for so many years, he might not be as skilled as Lin Zhilan.

"Zusanli, Yanglingquan, Jiexi, Xuanzhong..."

Chang San murmured in a low voice, his feet taking two steps forward uncontrollably. The scrutiny in his eyes vanished, leaving only shock and disbelief.

Lin Zhilan was completely focused on the silver needles at her fingertips and seemed oblivious to his reaction.

The speed of acupuncture treatment remained unchanged.

The entire process—from needle insertion and acupuncture to rotation and fixation—is completed in one smooth motion.

After the acupuncture was finished, Lin Zhilan straightened up. "Did you all remember the acupuncture points and the order I used?"

Lin Zijun was dumbfounded. He had been so focused on his amazement that he hadn't even touched his pen.

Qin Qing blushed, "I only remembered the acupoints, not the order."

Chang San, standing behind her, looked at her notes and suddenly said, "You've got the Kunlun acupoint wrong, it should be the Pushen acupoint."

Qin Qing was taken aback and looked at Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan nodded.

The Kunlun acupoint is located between the tip of the lateral malleolus and the Achilles tendon, while the Pucan acupoint is located slightly below the Kunlun acupoint. They are very close to each other, and it is indeed easy to confuse the two acupoints or misalign the needle.

"Do you actually remember the order?" Lin Zijun looked at Chang San provocatively.

"Zusanli (ST36), Sanyinjiao (SP6), Yangming Meridian of the Lower Limbs, Jiexi (ST41), Chongyang (ST42), Neiting (ST44), Yanglingquan (GB34), Xuanzhong (GB39), Qiuxu (GB40), Taixi (KI3), Yinlingquan (SP9), Pushen (SP2), Zhaohai (KI6)..."

"Master," Lin Zijun pointed at Chang Sandao, "look at him! He's here to steal our skills!"

"Steal your head, my foot!" Lin Zhilan angrily hit him with a book. "If you don't work hard when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old. Qin Qing came after you, but she's already ahead of you in progress. Don't tell anyone you're my apprentice when you go out in the future."

"Master..." Lin Zijun pleaded with a bitter face, "I will definitely try my best, I will definitely try my best."

"Dr. Lin, may I ask where you learned this acupuncture technique?" Chang San couldn't help but ask.

Lin Zhilan looked at him strangely, "Doctor Chang, don't you look familiar?"

"I only asked because it looked familiar."

"I learned it from a book," Lin Zhilan said calmly, "the book you gave me."

"Impossible!" Chang San blurted out. "You've only been watching for a few days? How could you possibly have learned it already...?"

Moreover, that book did not delve into Shen's acupuncture techniques.

There were just a few notes at the end of the chapter.

Chang San didn't believe anyone could achieve this level of skill with just a few words.

Lin Zhilan shrugged, deliberately trying to provoke him, "Is it that difficult? I think it's quite simple."

Chang San was speechless.

Lin Zijun swallowed hard and whispered, "Master, so it was you who stole my teachings."

"Stealing? How can a scholar's actions be considered stealing?" Lin Zhilan patted his shoulder. "I was just reading a book, what's with all this talk of stealing knowledge? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh." Lin Zijun glanced at Chang San.

There is still so much to learn from my master.

After leaving the needles in for half an hour, Lin Zhilan removed them from Liu Feng.

"How does it feel?"

Liu Feng thought for a moment, then said somewhat uncertainly, "I can't quite put my finger on it, but I just feel a surge of energy."

"Okay, come on, lie flat and try lifting your right leg." Lin Zhilan took a step back, crossed her arms, and looked at Liu Feng's leg.

Liu Feng took a deep breath, tightened his waist and abdomen, and slowly raised his right leg.

Although there was still a slight tremor, I managed to hold on a little longer than yesterday.

Seeing that he had held on for a while, Lin Zhilan stepped forward, supporting his heels with one hand and stabilizing his knees with the other. "Come on, try pushing forward."

Liu Feng bit his lower lip, desperately trying to control the leg.

He strained and pushed off, his face turning red, but he still couldn't control his ankle. When he pushed off, his foot turned outward instead of going straight forward like his normal leg.

"Alright," Lin Zhilan put his leg down. "Your hip flexion strength has improved, but your ankle control is still lacking. Don't practice randomly at home; the more you practice, the worse the deformity will become."

"I understand, sis," Liu Feng replied readily.

This is already a huge improvement.

Previously, this leg could only lift itself by inertia or by using the other leg.

Moreover, Lin Zhilan always seemed very confident in front of him.

Liu Feng was also inspired and felt that he would get better and better.

"Get some rest, we'll continue tomorrow."

Lin Zhilan packed her things and led Qin Qing and Lin Zijun outside.

Chang San stood there for a while, then finally moved.

He walked to Liu Feng's bedside, his lips moved, and his voice was a little dry. "Comrade Liu Feng, I apologize for what I said at your ward door earlier."

Liu Feng was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head. "It's okay, I trust my sister, I didn't take it to heart."

Chang San nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Can I check it for you again?"

"Huh?" Liu Feng was surprised, then readily nodded, "Sure."

Chang San did not rush to take action, but observed for a while first.

Look at the contrast in thickness between Liu Feng's two legs, the degree of muscle atrophy, and the shape of his ankles.

Only then did I begin to inspect it.

The whole process took nearly 10 minutes, and it was even more thorough than Lin Zhilan's investigation.

"How long have you been receiving treatment from Dr. Lin?"

Liu Feng replied, "I had surgery for a fracture at the end of last year, and it's been like this ever since."

Chang San lowered his eyes. "I've seen your medical records. You fell ill when you were ten years old. Before, your right leg muscle strength was only grade one or two. Now you can lift it off the bed and maintain that strength for a period of time. Was it all thanks to Dr. Lin's treatment?"

"Yeah, that's right," Liu Feng laughed. "I couldn't lift this leg before, thanks to my sister."

Chang San's eyes flickered, and he helped him cover himself with the blanket.

As he reached the door, he stopped and turned to ask Liu Feng, "Comrade Liu Feng, is Dr. Lin your cousin or your maternal cousin?"

Liu Feng was speechless for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, "How could I be so lucky? I just call her 'sister,' we're not related. I only know her because my mother works as a nanny for them."

Liu Feng didn't think that his mother working as a nanny in someone else's home was something shameful.

If it weren't for his mother, he might have frozen or starved to death long ago.

"I see." Chang San said thoughtfully as he left the ward.

……

Lin Zhilan noticed that Chang San seemed to be trying to please her lately.

For example, when she arrived at the department in the morning, the enamel mug on her desk was already filled with hot water.

Lin Zhilan initially thought Qin Qing had done it, but when she thanked her, Qin Qing said that she hadn't poured it.

Lin Zhilan then asked Lin Zijun, "Did you pour it for me?"