Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 204 Assessment

"Miss Song Ying is here." Upon learning that Song Ying had arrived, Fang's mother came out to greet her with a smile as always, "I'm sorry to bother you to wait a little longer today."

Cooking in the kitchen is always full of accidents. It is common for the food to not be ready when it arrives. Song Ying did not mind at all and waved his hand, saying, "You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll just wait for a while."

Mother Fang smiled even more kindly, turned her head and called out, "Xiaolu, bring out a plate of lotus rolls to fill Miss Song Ying's stomach."

Song Ying was now very familiar with dealing with these things. He took the plate with a smile, thanked them, took a piece for himself, and then invited Fang's mother and others to eat together.

A plate of hibiscus rolls was nominally for her, but in the end only one piece ended up in her stomach.

Mother Fang was very happy, and the maids and old women who got to eat the lotus rolls were also very happy. As for the others who didn't get to eat them, they were not upset. Even if they missed Song Ying's this time, there were still others. If they missed today, there were still tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. They would always be able to eat them.

Song Ying was happy to bear the blame for such a harmless matter.

The maids and servants were happy, and their attitude towards Song Ying became more friendly. Mother Fang explained in a helpless tone: "Mrs. Lian came to the kitchen today and took a fancy to the sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup that your master and apprentice ordered, saying that sour bamboo shoots are appetizing."

Song Ying was stunned. In the past, Aunt Lian always snatched the food of the masters. This was the first time she snatched their food.

She was just confused for a moment and then threw it away. The masters of the Shen Mansion had their dishes snatched away by Aunt Lian, so they could only wait to have them cooked again or replaced with something else, let alone them, the master and disciple.

Xiaolu interrupted, "We don't have time to make another one, so Mother Fang has changed it to fried diced chicken with pickled cucumbers, which is equally appetizing, and the meat is the pheasant drumsticks that were delivered from the farm a few days ago."

Pheasant is a wild chicken, a game delicacy that is more rare than ordinary chicken. Mother Fang is taking the opportunity to give them a snack.

Song Ying smiled and thanked her: "Thank you for your trouble, Mom."

"It's my duty, it's my duty." Fang's mother also smiled.

Everyone was having a great time for a while. If Song Ying had not experienced it herself, it would have been hard for her to believe that one of them wanted to kill her.

Naturally, they would chat while waiting. Xiaolu said excitedly, "You haven't seen what Aunt Lian looks like. She looks even thinner to me. When the wind blows, she seems to be unable to stand steadily."

Mother Fang rolled her eyes at her and said, "It would be better if she stays like this every day. She won't have the energy to make a fuss, and then we can live in peace."

Xiaolu agreed with this and said with emotion, "I never thought Hongfu was so important to Aunt Lian. Now that Hongfu was sold out, she even has less food to eat."

As a good listener, Song Ying naturally asked a few questions out of curiosity at this time.

Xiaolu immediately described in vivid detail the Aunt Lian she saw today, how she looked tired, had unsteady steps, and had a gloomy face, but when Hongfu was around, Aunt Lian was full of energy and jumped up and down. In the end, she concluded that Aunt Lian could hardly survive without Hongfu.

Song Ying opened and closed his fingers while listening to her story, and the waiting time was no longer boring.

When their meal was ready, she carried the food box and left the temporary kitchen, forgetting everything about Aunt Lian.

For her, learning medicine is the most important thing.

In the following days, apart from preparing medicinal food and writing pulse cases, Song Ying almost always spent his time around the bronze man.

A month later, she finally had her first assessment.

On the first day, the master and his disciple filled the bronze man with water and coated the surface with a layer of yellow wax to cover the meridians and acupuncture points on the bronze man.

On the second day, the yellow wax had completely dried up, and the small pores for the meridians inside were no longer recognizable.

After making preparations, Doctor Lin nodded to Song Ying and said, "Sore throat."

A sentence quickly popped up in Song Ying's mind: pricking the twelve wells at the root of the nail is good for treating sore throat caused by heat syndrome.

This comes from the "Song of the Function of the Three-edged Needle". The acupoints that need to be pierced are the twelve well points, that is, the well points of the twelve meridians, all of which are located at the ends of the limbs, including Shaoshang, Zhongchong, Shaochong, Shangyang, Guanchong, Shaoze, Yinbai, Dadun, Yongquan, Lidui, Zuqiaoyin and Zhiyin.

Without hesitation, Song Ying took out the triangular needle, warmed the tip of the needle with fire, pinched the needle handle with his right index finger and thumb, and placed his middle finger three inches above the needle tip. Then, he grasped the bronze man's left thumb, quickly inserted the needle into the upper corner of the nail and withdrew it, then gently pressed around the needle hole, and soon clear water seeped out.

Only when the acupoints are pierced correctly will water flow out.

Song Ying couldn't help but smile, turned around and called out, "Master."

Doctor Lin nodded: "Continue."

Song Ying saw satisfaction on her face and became even more confident. He pierced the acupuncture points one by one, cleanly and neatly.

Doctor Lin added: "Joint pain and soreness."

Song Ying thought about it and decided that joint pain, soreness, numbness, etc. are all stubborn numbness and cold arthritis, and the best acupuncture method is to use mountain fire, which can be done by piercing the Guanyuan, Qihai, Zusanli, Yanglingquan and other acupoints.

She took out the silver needle and roasted it with fire first. Then she found the Qi Hai point on the bronze man's abdomen, just an inch below the navel, and pinched the skin with her left hand.

When burning a forest fire, the needle needs to be inserted when the patient exhales and removed when the patient inhales. The bronze man was not breathing, so Song Ying did not wait and inserted the needle directly.

Start shallowly and then go deep, use the Nine Yang and move forward and backward three times, slowly lift and press tightly...

No matter how realistic this bronze man was, it was not a real person after all. It could not generate heat, and Song Ying could not dare to feel the tightness of the needle. Song Ying could only skip it and give it a slight injection, thinking that it had already produced heat, and continued with the acupuncture.

When Song Ying took out the needle, water also flowed out from this place, indicating that she had found the Qihai acupoint correctly. Doctor Lin also watched the acupuncture process and nodded secretly.

In the following assessment, Song Ying was still accurate and neat. He did not make any mistakes in acupuncture points or acupuncture methods. Doctor Lin was very pleased.

However, what surprised her most was Song Ying's decisiveness. Her nephew had studied medicine for so long and memorized so many medical books, but when he was asked to give an acupuncture, his hands were shaking so much that no one would dare to let him give an acupuncture to a patient.

Song Ying was clean and efficient, without any hesitation, and seemed very confident.

As a doctor, what you need in front of patients is full confidence, which can give patients reassurance.

For sick people, mood has a very important influence. Sometimes once the patient's mood improves, the disease will slowly heal itself.

Doctor Lin was very emotional. She had been worried that Song Ying, who came from a poor family and had been living with others since childhood, would be hesitant and afraid to give the acupuncture.

Although this is not a big problem, it takes time and effort to overcome it.

Doctor Lin pondered for a moment and said, "I originally wanted to arrange for you to go in the spring. Now that you have the plan, go in a couple of days."

"Master, where are you going?" Song Ying asked puzzledly.

"Medical Clinic."