231 Silver Needle
Kong Rui carried the medicine bowl to Hua Shang’s bed, but she wasn’t in a hurry to feed him the medicine. She only placed the medicine bowl on the table at the side.
Seeing this, Mr. Hua couldn’t help but ask, “What are you doing now? Hurry up and feed Shang’er medicine so that he can recover quickly!”
Ding Mao stopped Mr. Hua this time. “She must have a reason for doing this. Let’s just wait and see!”
Seeing that Ding Mao had been pletely won over by Kong Rui, Mr. Hua couldn’t ask anything now. He could only sigh heavily and sit at the side to wait quietly.
Kong Rui pulled the blanket away from Hua Shang and took off his shirt.
Mr. Hua leaned forward to ask Kong Rui what she planned to do, but after some thought, he sat back down.
Ding Mao didn’t ask any questions and only went forward to help Kong Rui take off Hua Shang’s clothes.
Kong Rui took out a thin silver needle and inserted it into Hua Shang’s chest without hesitation.
Although the silver needle was thin, it was half a foot long.
Kong Rui inserted a large part of the silver needle into Hua Shang’s chest.
As the silver needle entered, Hua Shang cried out in pain. Then, he twitched, and after a while, faint yellow liquid flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
Ding Mao went forward to wipe Hua Shang, but Kong Rui stopped him.
Without asking for the reason, Ding Mao retreated again.
Kong Rui saw that the liquid Hua Shang spat out gradually turned from light yellow to pink, so she inserted a short silver needle into each of the three acupuncture points.
The three needles made Hua Shang cough so violently that he almost sit up on the bed.
Seeing this, Mr. Hua shouted, “Nonsense!” and was about to stop them.
Ding Mao frowned as he stopped Mr. Hua and said quietly, “Look again, look again…”
At this moment, Ding Mao was already a little uncertain.
Although this little girl seemed skilled in poison techniques, this acupuncture technique made him, who had been a spiritual doctor for decades, tremble with fear.
Kong Rui ignored Ding Mao and Mr. Hua’s reactions. After Hua Shang coughed a few times and spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, she instructed Ding Mao, “Help him up.”
Ding Mao immediately went forward and leaned against the bed to help Hua Shang sit on it.
At this moment, Kong Rui picked up the medicine bowl and pinched open Hua Shang’s mouth with one hand to feed him all the black potion inside.
Hua Shang was already so weak that he couldn’t swallow. After coughing a few times, he was so weak that he seemed to be on the verge of collapsing.
However, not a single drop of medicine was left. Not only did Hua Shang not choke, but he even swallowed a few times after drinking the medicine.
“How strange! Previously, I could feed him medicine, but he vomited it all out in a short while.” When Ding Mao saw Hua Shang’s steady breathing, he couldn’t help but exclaim.
“He really drank the medicine without vomiting…”
“He drank it?” Mr. Hua also came forward to take a look. Indeed, there wasn’t a single drop of medicine left.
“Then… when will Shang’er wake up?” Mr. Hua asked Kong Rui anxiously.
Kong Rui gestured for Ding Mao to put Hua Shang on the bed again before turning to face Mr. Hua. “He’ll probably wake up in half a day.”
“You can’t move this needle!” Kong Rui instructed carefully. “I’ll e over tomorrow night to take the needle away.”
“Let him take this pill after he wakes up,” Kong Rui said as she handed over a small white porcelain bottle.
Mr. Hua immediately reached out to take it, then he shook the small porcelain bottle. There was really only one pill inside.
“Alright! That Spiritual Doctor should know how to take care of him, so I’ll leave now!” Kong Rui said and stood up to leave.
Mr. Hua glanced at Ding Mao with worry and quickly reached out to stop Kong Rui. “Benefactor, is… is that all?”
As Mr. Hua spoke, he glanced at Hua Shang, who was still unconscious on the bed.
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