pertwk Chapter 7 Acupuncture to Control Poison and Temporarily Save Lives
Chapter 7 Acupuncture to Control Poison and Temporarily Save Lives
Chapter Seven: Acupuncture to Control Poison and Temporarily Save Lives
The Su family grandfather and grandson publicly exposed a years-long poisoning conspiracy, revealing the true, ungrateful, and vicious nature of the villains to all the guests.
Ignoring the villains' obstruction, Chen Shanhe immediately began to administer acupuncture, using his ancestral divine needles to forcibly seal off the insidious poison spreading through his bloodline.
A single injection stabilized the life of someone who had been in a coma for many years, and the renowned doctor from the provincial capital who visited the clinic was so impressed that he immediately bowed down in admiration, shocking everyone present.
First paragraph
Su Zhenshan stood frozen in place, trembling with rage. His finger was pointed at Wu Yanchou, his lips quivering, unable to utter a single word.
They started their business together back then, and he treated Wu Yanchou like a brother, sharing factory shares and business channels without any concealment.
Now, however, he has been met with a vicious plot to eliminate the root of the problem. The thought of his son being bedridden for years and his granddaughter narrowly escaping harm caused the old man to feel a sharp pain in his chest, his vision to go black, and he almost collapsed.
Su Wanjing rushed forward and held her grandfather tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she held them back.
The look in her eyes when she looked at Wu Yanchou was filled with nothing but chilling coldness and hatred.
"Wu Yanchou, our Su family has treated you well! Back when you were down and out, who pulled you out of poverty? Who gave you shares and a way to survive?"
"Not only are you ungrateful, but you also secretly poisoned my father and my whole family! Do you even have a heart of flesh?"
Once the old man caught his breath, he roared, his aged voice carrying the force of thunder, and he broke ties with the Wu family on the spot.
"From this day forward, the Su family sever all ties with you. All past collaborations are null and void. Our relationship is one of irreconcilable conflict, to the death!"
The surrounding guests erupted in uproar, their gazes towards Wu Yanchou filled with disdain and anger, and whispers of discussion rose and fell.
No one could have imagined that this seemingly respectable boss would be so ruthless in order to take over the company.
Several elderly people in the town shook their heads repeatedly, lamenting the wickedness of people's hearts and saying they had never seen such an ungrateful person.
Second paragraph
Chen Shanhe stepped forward, his voice calm and steady, instantly quelling the restless emotions of the entire audience.
"Now is not the time to settle scores. The poison in Director Su's body has reached a critical point. We must control the poisoning immediately, or it will be too late."
His gaze was firm as he looked at Su Zhenshan and Su Wanjing.
"The toxins have been accumulating for many years and have spread to the heart and lungs through the blood vessels. I used my family's traditional detoxification acupuncture technique to seal off the toxins and prevent them from spreading further."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Shanhe took out the silver needle pouch, opened it layer by layer, and the gleaming silver needles were neatly arranged.
Seeing this, Wu Yanchou was still unwilling to give up. He rushed forward like a madman to stop him, shouting loudly.
"You can't do this! You don't understand the illness at all; you're harming people!"
"If someone dies, can you take responsibility? I think you just want to kill Brother Su and frame our Wu family!"
Chen Shanhe didn't turn his head, his voice was as cold as ice, and he exuded an oppressive aura of dual cultivation in medicine and martial arts.
"If you dare take another step forward, don't blame me for being impolite."
Wu Xinggui refused to believe it and reached out to pull Chen Shanhe, but was knocked back by the hidden force that the other party casually flicked out, and fell heavily to the ground, wincing in pain.
The Wu father and son were instantly stunned, frozen at the doorway, filled with hatred and fear, their faces alternating between pale and ashen, and they dared not take another step forward.
Li Juan shrank back, trembling with fear and filled with remorse. She just wanted to escape as soon as possible, afraid of getting herself into trouble.
Paragraph
Chen Shanhe focused his mind and activated his ancestral medical and martial arts techniques, his eyes seemingly able to penetrate flesh and see the pathways through which the toxins moved.
With fingertips twisting the needle and wrists lightly flicking, the silver needles are precisely inserted into key acupoints such as Baihui, Fengchi, Tanzhong, and Neiguan.
The technique is quick, steady, and precise, with gentle and moderate force. After inserting the needle, the needle tip is gently twisted, and the practitioner guides the movement with their own breath to slowly force out the toxins from the internal organs and bone marrow.
Time passed slowly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He was completely focused and dared not slack off in the slightest.
Su Wanjing stepped forward and gently wiped away his sweat. Her movements were gentle, and her eyes were full of worry and gratitude.
Su Zhenshan clenched his fists, held his breath, and his heart was in his throat.
A dozen minutes later, Chen Shanhe slowly removed the needles, let out a long sigh, his face slightly pale, his strength greatly depleted.
Looking at Su Mingyuan on the bed, his breathing changed from rapid and weak to steady and long, and his sallow and dark complexion gradually regained a touch of color.
His tightly closed eyes trembled slightly, his fingers lifted slightly, and he made a soft sound in his throat before slowly opening his eyes.
Although still weak, she has regained some clarity of consciousness.
Su Wanjing rushed to the bedside, her voice choked with sobs, and tears finally streamed down her face.
"Father, you're awake! You're finally awake!"
Looking at his conscious son, Su Zhenshan was overcome with tears and repeatedly bowed to Chen Shanhe in gratitude.
fourth paragraph
Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and the butler announced loudly.
"The legendary doctor Zhou from the provincial capital has arrived—"
The crowd automatically parted to create a passage, and an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a Tang suit, slowly walked in. He was Zhou Qingxuan, a doctor who had practiced medicine for sixty years and was known as "Zhou the Living Immortal".
Wu Yanchou's eyes lit up as if he had grasped a lifeline, and he quickly stepped forward and bowed.
"Old Zhou, you've finally arrived! Quickly, treat Factory Director Su!"
Zhou Qingxuan nodded, walked to the bedside to take his pulse and examine him. After a moment, his brows furrowed and his expression changed unpredictably.
"The pulse is strange, indicating stagnation of toxins that have damaged the bone marrow, liver, and kidneys; this is by no means an ordinary illness."
"But this poison is extremely well hidden, and I... cannot discern it, so I dare not make a rash judgment."
His words shocked the entire audience. The poison, which even the renowned doctor in the provincial capital could not identify, seemed even more bizarre.
Wu Yanqiu immediately raised his voice and shouted angrily.
"Everyone heard it! Even Old Zhou couldn't tell that Chen Shanhe was clearly spouting nonsense and slandering people!"
Chen Shanhe stepped forward slowly, his gaze calm, and began to speak.
"This poison is called Prunella vulgaris Yin Poison. It is made from wild mountain herbs. It is colorless and odorless. If added to food and drink over a long period of time, it will deplete one's vitality. The plot has been in place for more than three years and is aimed at the entire Su family."
"Both Grandpa Su and Su Wanjing have trace amounts of toxins accumulated in their bodies."
He glanced at Wu Yanchou indifferently, without naming him, but everyone understood perfectly.
Wu Yanchou's face turned deathly pale, and he jumped up and down, roaring.
"Slander! You have no evidence; this is framing!"
Chen Shanhe sneered: "A doctor diagnoses poison by pulse and symptoms; the pulse of a poison cannot be faked."
Zhou Qingxuan was startled and suddenly looked up, staring intently at Chen Shanhe.
"You actually know the name of this poison? My family's ancestral scroll only contains a few words about it; none of my ancestors ever saw it!"
The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, and even bowed deeply in respect.
"Having practiced medicine all my life, I only now realize that there are always higher levels of knowledge. I humbly request to become your disciple and learn the methods of poison detoxification!"
The entire room fell silent. The provincial capital's living god had actually publicly acknowledged a young man as his master.
Chen Shanhe waved his hand, took out paper and pen, wrote down an antidote prescription, and handed it to Zhou Qingxuan.
Formula Name: Detoxifying, Liver-Protecting, and Kidney-Nourishing Soup
Honeysuckle, Forsythia, Smilax glabra, Viola yedoensis, Astragalus membranaceus, Atractylodes macrocephala, Angelica sinensis, Ligusticum chuanxiong, Eucommia ulmoides, Lycium barbarum, Hedyotis diffusa, Scutellaria barbata, Glycyrrhiza uralensis.
"Decoct in water and take one dose daily to nourish the liver and kidneys, clear away toxins, and then combine with acupuncture to gradually remove deep-seated toxins from the bone marrow."
Zhou Qingxuan held the prescription as if it were a priceless treasure, his whole body trembling, repeatedly calling it a prescription to be passed down through generations.
Wu Yanqiu, standing at the door, was ashen-faced, knowing full well that he had become the enemy of the entire town.
He gritted his teeth inwardly, exchanged a glance with Wu Xinggui, and a sinister scheme was already quietly being plotted in his heart.
A moment later, the butler entered again and bowed to report.
"Mr. Chen, there are two black-clad servants from the Murong family of the provincial capital outside the door. They are here to deliver an invitation to the treasure appraisal event, saying that it was personally invited by Miss Murong Fangxiang."
Upon hearing this, Su Wanjing's fingers tightened slightly, and a barely perceptible unease flashed in her eyes.
Chen Shanhe understood that Murong Fangxiang's actions were both out of appreciation for talent and because of his close relationship with Su Wanjing, which secretly revealed a bit of female rivalry and scheming.
An invitation to a treasure-hunting event in the provincial capital on the first day of next month has laid the groundwork for a long-term plan, while Wu Yanchou's secret schemes have become a looming crisis, closing in step by step.