Chapter 312: Could it be Qigong that cures diseases?
When Yang Le saw Zhang Han's behavior, he thought it was acupoint massage after acupuncture. He never thought that Zhang Han would put in so much effort.
After pouring the true energy into the Yamen point, the next step is the Hou'e nine points. These are nine important points, arranged in a field shape, a bit like a monk's nine-point abstention scar.
Of course it won't be on the head, but on the neck.
Performing acupuncture at this position is a test of your skills, let alone the distribution of Qi. Zhang Han carefully put his fingers into the acupoints one by one in the order of previous acupuncture.
Distributing qi is different from practicing qi. Practicing qi and moving qi are exercises, and the human body will not be overdrawn. Distributing qi is a kind of consumption. It was fine at the beginning and Zhang Han could still control it. There are still nine Hou'e points left.
At three acupuncture points, Zhang Han's Qi was a little exhausted.
Even so, he couldn't give up halfway. Zhang Han forced his luck and penetrated the true energy into the acupuncture points as much as possible.
At this time, Zhang Han was sweating more and more on his head. Gradually, there was sweat on his forehead, face, and body.
A mere three acupuncture points could normally be solved within half a minute, but to Zhang Han at this moment, it seemed like half a century had passed.
Yang Le saw it and already felt that something was wrong. But she did not dare to disturb Zhang Han.
As the true energy penetrated into the last acupuncture point, Zhang Han's body seemed to be empty. His body swayed unconsciously, took two steps back, and bumped into the massage table. Otherwise, he could have sat down on it.
On the ground.
"Doctor Zhang, are you okay?" Seeing Zhang Han like this, Yang Le could no longer cover the little girl's body with a T-shirt, and quickly rushed to Zhang Han's side, asking with concern.
"I'm fine. You put the child's clothes on now, wait for five minutes, and then start to let her try to speak. Remember, she must open her mouth, and whether she can speak or not, she must make a sound..." Zhang
Han warned weakly.
"Understood...I remember...what about you..." Yang Le asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, just rest for a while, don't worry about me..." Zhang Han said weakly.
"Okay... then I'll listen to you and take care of her first..." Yang Le was also a little panicked. It would be great if Sister Maisi came in with her.
She went over to put on the little girl's T-shirt and looked at the watch on her wrist, checking the time.
When the five minutes were up, Yang Le did not dare to neglect and said quickly: "Lingling, try to see if you can speak..."
"Uh... uh... Abba... uh..." The little girl Lingling opened her mouth and made as much noise as possible.
"Whatever I say, you just say...Hello, hello..." Yang Le said again.
"One...ouch...one...ouch..." Lingling made a non-standard sound.
Seeing this, Yang Le felt happy, with a smile on his face, and then said: "Hello...Hello..."
"One...ouch...one...number..." This time, Lingling barely managed to match the sound of one word.
Yang Le was even more delighted and said: "Hello...Hello..."
Lingling said: "Ni...hao...Ni...hao..."
"Lingling is great, she can speak soon...Lingling is learning from her sister...Hello...Hello..." Yang Le said in an encouraging tone.
"You...okay...you...okay..." Lingling's pronunciation became standard.
Yang Le was so excited that she almost shed tears. She then said: "Grandpa...Grandpa..."
"Ye...ye...grandpa..." With the first success, Lingling's pronunciation gradually took shape.
Yang Le followed Zhang Han's instructions and kept urging Ni Ni to speak. Not to mention, the hard work paid off. After more than ten minutes, Ni Ni was able to speak simple words.
"Doctor Zhang...thank you...thank you..." Yang Le turned to look at Zhang Han.
Zhang Han was still holding on to the bed weakly and said: "Okay... you can take her back... Remember, you must talk more..."
"I understand...but your situation..." Yang Le nodded and said.
"I'm a doctor, I'm fine..." Zhang Han said.
"Okay... let's see you later..."
At that moment, she took Lingling off the bed, held Lingling's little hand and walked outside.
Zhang Han followed slowly, and they walked through the curtain one after another. At this moment, Zhang Han had no strength left to pull the curtain. He started walking, not even following.
"What's going on?" "Doctor Zhang, what's wrong with you?" "Zhang Han!" "Master!" "Master!"... Everyone in the medical clinic exclaimed when they saw Zhang Han like this.
Voice.
Tang Xuan and her four apprentices also hurried over and helped Zhang Han.
Naturally, Yang Le couldn't leave immediately. She turned to look at Zhang Han and said, "Doctor Zhang... your great kindness... I will definitely repay you later..."
"Go back, remember to let her talk more... Huhu... Huhu..." After Zhang Han said this, he was still gasping for breath.
"Speak more!" "Is the person healed?" "Can the mute be cured?"... Everyone present was shocked again.
Amid everyone's surprised voices, Lingling suddenly bowed to Zhang Han and said in a jerky voice: "Thank you... thank you... thank you..."
"It's good...go back..." Zhang Han said.
"Yeah." Lingling nodded.
Yang Le took Ling Ling's hand and walked out of the hospital. Many people's eyes fell on them.
When they left, the hospital exploded. "She can speak!" "She just said thank you!" "This... this is so amazing..." "Doctor Zhang, how did you do that?
…”…
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Han again.
Zhang Han smiled bitterly. Apart from the sweat all over his body, anyone could see that Zhang Han's face was pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness.
Zhang Han gasped and said: "I'm sorry... I can't continue the consultation today... I'll wait for the appointment... I guess I'll have to take a day off tomorrow... I'll wait for the consultation the day after tomorrow..."
If people are like this, they definitely can’t continue to see a doctor.
But everyone was wondering why the little girl became like this after she was fine just now.
"You guys give the order, Ru Yi and I will help Dr. Zhang upstairs to rest." Tang Xuan said with concern.
Two women helped Zhang Han go upstairs, and Zhu Wei's three apprentices apologized and gave orders to everyone.
After taking the number, everyone left the hospital. When they saw the queue outside, those who were close knew what was going on, while those who were far away were confused.
They ran over one after another and said: "What's going on?" "How did you come out?" "What happened?" "Yeah! Don't you want to see a doctor?"...
"Doctor Zhang is ill." A middle-aged man said.
"How could Dr. Zhang still fall ill?" "Yes! Didn't he still see doctors before?" "What disease?"...Many people asked in confusion.
"Dr. Zhang was not sick at first. He just came in to see a mute little girl. Dr. Zhang cured her, but her face turned pale and her head and body were all covered in sweat. She seemed to have a serious illness."
The middle-aged man who just spoke explained.
"Why is this?" "You can cure yourself when you treat someone else?" "It's not an infectious disease, so how could it be?" "It's not about treating mutes... No, mutes can be cured..."
...the big guy asked again in surprise.
"Who knows? But I wonder if Dr. Zhang used Qigong to treat the little girl's disease. Otherwise, how could this happen?" the middle-aged man guessed.
"Is it true that Qigong cures diseases?" "It's not a sitter, right?" "Does it need a sitter? Dr. Zhang's medical skills have cured so many people, do you still need a sitter now?" "That's right.
! With Dr. Zhang’s medical skills, he can just treat people normally, and there is no need for childcare!” “Could it be that it’s really qigong?” “Who knows...but I feel like...”…
Everyone gradually confirmed the middle-aged man's guess and believed that Zhang Han would most likely be able to cure diseases with Qigong.
