Chapter 574: Saving a Life With a Needle
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“I’m not joking,” Rong Qi responded. Her voice remained calm and cold.
The trembling n.o.blewoman, comforted by the crowd, approached, “Thank you for your kindness, young lady. But my son has a unique condition. Your medicine might not work on him…”
Suddenly, as the n.o.blewoman spoke, the man on the ground coughed out a mouthful of blood, his face rapidly turning cyanotic.
“Not good! The patient is going into shock!” the three doctors shouted.
Their shout made the n.o.blewoman’s legs give way, and she collapsed into the arms of the crowd, tears flowing freely.
Rong Qi frowned, looking at the n.o.blewoman, and said, “We only have one chance now. My medicine, will you let him take it?”
Tears blurred the n.o.blewoman’s vision. She couldn’t make a decision in such a life-or-death moment.
The three doctors insisted, “Absolutely not! This medicine is homemade, its effectiveness is questionable, and what if it causes other symptoms?”
Despite their skepticism, Rong Qi didn’t respond, merely fixing her gaze on the n.o.blewoman.
The n.o.blewoman, clutching her heart, looked at her son lying uncertainly between life and death, bit her lip hard, and said, “Please, let him take it. The doctors have already said my son’s life is hanging by a thread. We might as well try a desperate remedy!”
The n.o.blewoman didn’t believe in the medicine, but something about Rong Qi’s determined eyes moved her. The n.o.blewoman chose to take the risk.
With permission, Rong Qi opened the man’s jaw and placed the pill inside.
The three doctors lamented, “This is absurd! Just wait and see. Not only will this medicine be ineffective, but it might also worsen the patient’s condition!”
As they shook their heads in dismay, the crowd grew anxious.
The mall was now surrounded by onlookers, both inside and out, like a superstar’s fan meeting, only filled with tension rather than joy.
About two minutes later, Rong Qi stepped back slightly. Just then, the man on the ground suddenly raised his head and vomited a large amount of blood, dark in color.
“See, I told you this medicine was harmful! Now it’s too late, he’s doomed!” one of the doctors exclaimed.
“Rong!” The n.o.blewoman screamed, her pupils dilating.
The n.o.blewoman stumbled over but stopped as Rong Qi commanded, “Don’t touch him!”
The n.o.blewoman knelt down, trembling.
“Rong, hold on, please. I will take you home. We’ll be home soon. Your gift hasn’t been given out yet, please hang in there, I’m begging you…” the n.o.blewoman prayed.
The n.o.blewoman’s son kept vomiting blood.
A kind-hearted person brought a basin for the man to vomit into.
Many who had never seen such a situation before covered their eyes in horror.
After vomiting several mouthfuls of dark blood, the man collapsed on the ground, exhausted.
Rong Qi then lifted his shirt and slid a row of silver needles from her sleeve, preparing to administer needle treatment.
“Are people still using silver needles these days?”
“It’s probably just for show, right? Didn’t you see? He just vomited so much blood. How can he still be alive?”
People unaware of the situation expressed their pity and sorrow, while those with some knowledge of traditional medicine were shocked.
“Wait a minute, I think I’ve seen this needle technique somewhere,” someone in the crowd shouted.
The shout raised everyone’s curiosity.
“I remember now! Isn’t this the unique technique of the famous Dr. Chu Enguang from over forty years ago?!”
“What? Are you sure you’re not mistaken? Is this really the long-lost Chu family technique?”
“It’s impossible! Dr. Chu has been missing for many years.. How could this young lady know Chu Enguang’s unique technique?”