After 20 years of despair, Ye Shulan suddenly saw the light. Her heart was in turmoil, and she subconsciously looked at Shen Muyang.
The biggest key to whether she could ask that stubborn young man to help her was Shen Muyang.
"Damn it, is it so difficult for you to apologize?" She secretly made up her mind that she would call her husband at dawn and let him persuade this stubborn little donkey.
Mr. Hu was old and weak, and it took him a while to grab the examination report. After comparing it with the color ultrasound, he trembled with excitement, and his face bloomed with inexplicable brilliance.
"This … this is the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique."
"Mr. Hu, what did you say? This is the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique? "
Doctor Zhang trembled and asked excitedly.
"Yes, I once saw the trajectory of the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique from an ancient medical book, and it is very similar to the acupuncture technique used by this young man. I am 80% sure that this is the long-lost Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique."
Doctor Hu was inexplicably excited, and his voice trembled as he said, "If the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique appears in the world, it will be a great fortune for our traditional Chinese medicine, and it will be a blessing for all living beings."
"Mr. Hu, what is the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique? What is its origin? "
Director Zhao suddenly became spirited. If the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique was really as magical as Doctor Hu said, if he could recruit Ding Ning, it would add more achievements to his resume.
"Yeah, Elder Hu, can you tell us about the Nine Ghosts and 13 Needles?"
Executive Zhou reacted quickly and immediately realized that this was a great opportunity. The traditional Chinese medicine had been declining for a long time. If he could recruit Ding Ning under the banner of revitalizing traditional Chinese medicine, Changjiang Hospital would also become famous.
Doctor Hu was gratified. He stroked his beard and said, "Everyone knows that the Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine was written in the Warring States Period and the Qin and Han Dynasties, and it is the earliest medical work in Shenzhou. In fact, it is not. According to the ancient medical book, before the Yellow Emperor's Canon of Internal Medicine was published, there were already amazing medical schools in ancient times. The legend of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs is the best proof."
"Humph, you also said that Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs is just a legend. Who can prove that he once existed?"
John Mac said disdainfully. Although the examination report shocked him, he thought it was just a coincidence. He didn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine.
Doctor Hu was too lazy to talk to this hopeless fake foreigner. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "Director Zhao asked me, so I said it. You can go out if you don't want to listen."
"You …" John Mac just wanted to refute, but when he saw that Director Zhao was staring at him fiercely, he immediately shut his mouth wisely.
Doctor Hu finally took the opportunity to shut the fake foreigner up. He said with relief, "The Nine Ghosts and 13 Needles is an acupuncture technique of the same period as Shennong, and its inventor is Chi You …"
"What? Chiyou? Wasn't he the sworn enemy of the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor? How could he possibly know medicine? "
John Mac still interrupted Mr. Hu's words insensibly, which made Director Zhao furious. Director Zhao said coldly,
"Doctor Mai, you've been abroad for a few years, so you don't even know the basic manners of our Shenzhou State of Etiquette? Don't you know what it means to respect the old and love the young? Don't you know it's rude to interrupt others? If you don't want to listen, you can go out. "
Being scolded in public, John Mac blushed with shame. If it were someone else, he would definitely roll up his sleeves and scold him. But facing Director Zhao, he had no courage at all.
He could only force a smile and said, "Director Zhao, don't be angry. I won't talk anymore. I won't talk anymore."
"Humph!" Director Zhao snorted coldly with a gloomy face. When he turned to Doctor Hu, he smiled like a spring breeze and said, "Mr. Hu, please go on."
Doctor Hu stroked his beard, glanced at John Mac proudly, and continued, "The world knows that Chiyou and the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor fought because of their disagreement. But in fact, Chiyou and Shennong are relatives. According to the Biography of Chiyou, Chiyou's surname is Jiang, and he is the descendant of the Yan Emperor. Many people think that Shennong is the Yan Emperor, but in fact, it is not. The Yan Emperor and Chiyou both developed from the Divine Farmer Clan, and they belong to the farming alliance. The Yan Emperor tribe is the direct descendant of the Divine Farmer Clan, and they worship the ancestor Shennong for inventing the plough. So they can be the head of the farming alliance, and they are called" Yan Emperor ". The Yan Emperor and Shennong actually belong to two different historical stages."
Everyone listened with great interest, as if they were listening to a myth and legend. Even John Mac was very excited.
"Chiyou was the leader of the Jiuli Tribe. He was good at controlling ghosts and exorcising demons. He was the leader of the Wu Tribe. It is said that the Witch Doctor and the Miao Gu Technique in the Miao Jiang region of our country, as well as the Black Magic Technique in Nanyang, were passed down by Chiyou. The Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique was also created by Chiyou to control ghosts and exorcise demons. It has the miraculous effect of going against heaven and taking away lives. Unfortunately, Chiyou was defeated and died, and the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique was lost."
To put it bluntly, Chiyou was defeated by the Yan Huang Tribe. After all, the Yan Emperor and Chiyou were fighting for the chieftain position of the Divine Farmer Clan, but he was defeated by Chiyou. In the end, he brought his supporters and the Yellow Emperor's tribe to defeat Chiyou. Of course, the Yan Emperor wouldn't publicize Chiyou as a good enemy. There is another theory in the ancient medical books. The Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique was actually passed down to Chiyou by Shennong. After all, strictly speaking, the Yan Emperor and Chiyou were both descendants of Shennong. However, the truth has long been lost in the long river of history. We, the descendants, can only speculate based on the few words recorded in the ancient books. However, according to all aspects of research, the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique did exist. Chiyou used the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique to make his soldiers exert super strong combat power, which was why he was able to defeat the Yan Emperor in the early stage. "
"Yes, I've also seen the introduction of the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique from the ancient medical books. It is said that this technique has the magical effect of stealing the fortune of heaven and earth and changing fate. I always thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect it to exist."
Doctor Zhang nodded and confirmed that the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique was indeed recorded in the ancient books.
At this time, everyone could not calm down, especially those who studied traditional Chinese medicine. The emergence of such a wonderful acupuncture technique was a great blessing for traditional Chinese medicine, which was declining day by day.
But for John Mac, who advocated Western medicine, this was not good news. However, with Director Zhao eyeing him covetously, he didn't dare to pour cold water on it at will, lest Director Zhao would remember him.
However, Ye Shulan and her mother thought more. If Ding Ning really knew the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique, then Shen Muqing's illness could be cured.
Director Song of the cardiothoracic department of Renhe Hospital asked weakly, "Mr. Hu, if the young man's acupuncture technique is really the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique, then why didn't he simply cure the patient completely?"
"Haha, Director Song, you don't know that traditional Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to step-by-step progress and the accumulation of experience. The older one is, the more profound one's skill is. No matter how amazing the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique is, how can a young man in his early twenties master it? A doctor is benevolent. If he can fully master the Nine Ghosts and 13-needle Technique now, he won't only use seven needles to stabilize the patient's condition. I guess that these seven needles are his current limit. If he wants to completely cure the patient, I'm afraid he needs to continue to use the eighth or even the ninth needle. "
Doctor Hu touched his beard and explained with a smile, "According to Executive Zhou, the young man named Ding Ning saved the patient bravely for a just cause. It can be seen that he is a young man with medical ethics. How can such a noble young man not try his best to save the patient?"
"Yes, I once asked this young man, and he told me that he is not able to cure my daughter now, so I think Mr. Hu's speculation is very correct."
Ye Shulan suddenly interrupted and confirmed Mr. Hu's speculation.
Doctor Zhang and Doctor Hu looked at each other with surprise and asked, "Madam, have you seen that young man?"
"Yes, I have." Ye Shulan looked at them in surprise.
Doctor Hu said with some embarrassment, "Well, can you introduce us to him?"
"Introduce? You also want to see him for treatment? "Ye Shulan felt more and more strange.
"No, we … we want to worship him as our teacher." Doctor Zhang rubbed his hands and said with a somewhat unnatural look.
"Worship him as your teacher? You want to worship him as your teacher? You are the leading figures in the traditional Chinese medicine circle. "Ye Shulan was stunned and couldn't understand their thoughts.
The two famous old doctors of traditional Chinese medicine blushed, and Doctor Hu said frankly, "There is no seniority in learning.
Although he is young, his medical skills are better than ours. It is not shameful for us to worship him as our teacher. Besides, traditional Chinese medicine is declining now. If we want to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine, we have to put down our pride. As long as traditional Chinese medicine can be revived, we don't mind kowtowing to him. "
"Yeah, traditional Chinese medicine is the treasure left to us by our ancestors, but we only learned a little bit of it. Not only did we not carry forward traditional Chinese medicine, but we also declined day by day. It's really shameful. Every time I think about it, my heart hurts. Even if I die, I won't have the face to see my ancestors."
Doctor Zhang said with deep hatred and resentment.
The sincerity of the two old doctors of traditional Chinese medicine moved everyone, even John Mac was shocked. What kind of charm did traditional Chinese medicine have? How could the two leading figures in the traditional Chinese medicine circle put down their pride?
Ye Shulan was in a dilemma. She was embarrassed to refuse the two old doctors of traditional Chinese medicine, but Ding Ning, the stubborn and eccentric little guy, would he vent his anger on her because of her recommendation?
What if he was unwilling to treat her daughter because of this? Wouldn't she be shooting herself in the foot?
She immediately gave a wry smile and said, "Elders, it's not that I don't want to help, but I dare not promise before asking for his consent. How about this, after I see him, I will sound him out. If he is willing to communicate with you, I will inform you. What do you think?"
Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhang also knew that it was too abrupt to meet him directly, so they immediately took out their business cards, handed them to Ye Shulan, and said eagerly,
"Thank you, Madam Ye. If you have any news, you must inform us immediately."
"Sure, sure!"
Ye Shulan took the business card, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. She secretly cursed, "Ding Ning, I have become your errand runner."
…
On the 12th floor of the inpatient department, Li Wensheng woke up slowly and found himself lying in the cold corridor. His mind suddenly went blank. "How could I sleep here?"
Until he recalled the previous scene, his face changed dramatically, and he climbed up while trembling. He carefully looked around and did not find the evil ghost, so he dared to turn on the corridor light.
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