Chapter 25: Force Acupuncture

Xiao Cui took the prescription and went to get the medicine.

  Gu Changsheng followed Uncle Song to the house where he lived in the front yard, opened the tightly closed windows, turned back and reminded, "Uncle Song, the house must be ventilated frequently in the future to facilitate recovery." The

  look in Uncle Song's eyes when he looked at Gu Changsheng was simply admiration. The prescription that came out of his mouth, and the same seriousness and confidence as the master when diagnosing the disease, made him have to be convinced. He has been loyal to the Gu family all his life, and now the medical skills of the Gu family have not been cut off. If

  the master knew, he would rest in peace.

  Gu Changsheng didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely yell: I didn't learn the medical skills of the Gu family, I am the heir of the Yan family!

  Although she is a modern person, she still attaches great importance to the inheritance of the master!

  Thinking back to the time when she had to work so hard to become Yan's apprentice, she practiced calligraphy, memorized all the medical books, and was very diligent and persuading, only then she was qualified to enter the school, and it took her five years to become a master! Five years, do you know what that means? In five years, her ten fingers were covered with calluses, her body was filled with the lingering smell of herbs, and she developed the habit of keeping a needle with her... Yan's requirements for successors were so high and strict that they were inhumane, completely ignoring her identity as a third-generation red, not to mention that her masters were all stubborn and stubborn, comparable to diamonds, but they tortured her hard.

  "Uncle Song, lie on your back on the bed and take off your coat." Gu Changsheng looked at Uncle Song, who had already found a handkerchief to wrap around his face, and pointed to the bed.

  Uncle Song waved his hands repeatedly when he heard this, and his voice came through the handkerchief, "What a disgrace, what a look, my lady, this is absolutely not allowed..."

  Gu Changsheng sighed, could the ancients be more ignorant? She just wanted to see a doctor, but she made it look like rape. Can people still be doctors properly?

  "Uncle Song, how can I do acupuncture if you don't lie down? For doctors, patients, regardless of gender, have nothing to do with etiquette." Uncle

  Song still shook his head, firmly disagreeing, and would never go to bed.

  Well, Gu Changsheng stroked his forehead depressedly and compromised, "It's okay not to lie on the bed, but I have to stay for a moment after the acupuncture. If you insist, then sit on the chair."

  Uncle Song accepted this.

  Then he sat on the chair fully dressed. It was absolutely impossible for him to take off his clothes.

  Gu Changsheng tried to persuade him, but he was as still as a mountain, comparable to the stone in the pit, which was smelly and hard, and there was no sign of giving in.

  Then Mrs. Changsheng got angry and shouted to call Han Qiu, completely different from the warmth she had just shown to the patient.

  "Han Qiu, strip him for me and put him on the bed. I will strip even handsome men, let alone you!" Gu Changsheng put his hands on his hips and shouted.

  Gu Changsheng has always been simple and rough in dealing with uncooperative patients, which is more effective!

  Although force cannot solve all problems, it is more than enough to solve the small problem of Song Bo. Han Qiu is a loyal girl. She executes her wife's orders without hesitation and without any discount. She just goes forward and strips off Song Bo's outer shirt in two or three moves, regardless of his resistance to death, and then throws him to the bed.

  Uncooperative patients have no

  right to bargain. Poor Song Bo no longer has the qualification to not go to bed that he has fought so hard for.

  Little meat buns Gu Ze and Han Mo lay in the crack of the door, watching Song Bo, who was tied to the bed and twisting constantly, with a tablecloth stuffed in his mouth, and shuddered in the same mind.

  Past facts told him that anyone who dared to disobey his mother would not have a good ending...

  Mother, it seems that she does not understand what it means to respect the elderly and love the young...

  It is better for them to listen to her. He does not want to be asked to wipe the tablecloth, it is so dirty...

  Gu Changsheng did not know that his son's understanding of her had risen to another level. She was smiling with satisfaction at Song Bo, who was twisting restlessly like a bug in front of her.

  The silver needle in his hand reflected the cold light and shook proudly.

  "Song Bo, it is useless to resist. If you cooperate, I will give you acupuncture and leave. If you do not cooperate..." Gu Changsheng smiled meaningfully, and then continued, "Then I can only let Han Qiu take off your underwear..."

  Song Bo's twisting body froze suddenly, and he looked at his wife in disbelief.

  Is this really his gentle and graceful wife?

  Gu Changsheng ignored him, and took advantage of the moment when he froze, and acted quickly, with the silver needle flashing.

  Beishu acupoint is the lung's root acupoint, Gaomang acupoint treats all kinds of deficiency and damage, Chize acupoint is the lung's He acupoint, Taixi acupoint... The needle

  is inserted into the acupoint two centimeters.

  Han Qiu looked at the silver needles flashing on Song Bo's body and shuddered with empathy.

  The two children outside the door also covered their faces. Grandpa Song, so miserable...

  Gu Changsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and clapped his hands with satisfaction, "Okay, it's done. Stop the needle for a moment, I'll come to take it. Uncle Song, be honest and don't move..."

  After that, he walked out happily. The two children outside the door didn't react in time. As Gu Changsheng opened the door, they fell to the ground with two bangs...

  Gu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, then leaned over to look at them leisurely, laughing with gloating, "Oh, son, why don't you stay in the backyard and run here to let your mother watch a dog chewing shit? Tsk tsk... This posture is really inappropriate..."

  Han Qiu's mouth twitched, and he looked at his younger brother who was lying on the ground with him. His younger brother followed the young master and was getting more and more lively...

  "Mom..." The little meat bun Gu Ze lay on the ground, raised his little head and pouted his lips aggrievedly, with tears brewing in his big round eyes...

  "Gu Ze, we don't play the crying and making trouble game. It was you who peeked at your mother's treatment, and you fell down like a dog and ate shit. You are almost four years old. Be a man, and get up by yourself!"

  The little meat bun heard his mother say this, and he quickly put away his grievances. He put away his short legs stuck on the door sill and muttered, "Mom, I will get up now, I don't want to be stabbed like a hedgehog!"

  A hedgehog on the bed shook and calmed down again.

  Gu Changsheng slapped his son on the head who had just climbed up, "I have nothing to do, so why should I prick you like a hedgehog? You are healthy and strong like a little bull, why should I prick you?"

  "Mom, I am sick..." The little meat bun supported the tumor on his chin aggrievedly. His mother said that this is a disease and must be treated!

  But he really didn't want to be stabbed like a hedgehog...

  "Haha... if you hadn't mentioned it, mother would have forgotten about it." Gu Changsheng picked up her son from the ground. The little meat bun was smart and sensible. She instinctively treated him as a normal child and almost ignored the existence of the small tumor. Gu Changsheng thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Son, mother has spent a lot of effort to raise you fat and white, but now we don't have much money. Your grandfather Song still needs to buy medicine for treatment. If you have surgery, you will have to take care of yourself after the surgery, which will also cost money. Let's wait for a while, and wait until mother saves some money to buy you delicious food, and then do the operation, okay? "

  Little meat bun Gu Ze nodded obediently. Anyway, mother would not dislike him, and he actually didn't care...

  Song Bo heard this and turned his head. He had discovered that the young master was not right, but this problem could be cured, but he delayed it because of himself...

  Gu Changsheng thought of something and walked back to the house with his son in his arms. He looked at Song Bo and signaled with his eyes. Han Qiu stepped forward and took the tablecloth out of Song Bo's mouth.

  Uncle Song covered his face with a handkerchief and looked at Gu Changsheng with a complicated expression, "My wife..."

  "Uncle Song, you can see that we are in this situation now. We have seven people in our family to eat, you need to treat your illness, and my son needs to treat his illness, so I need to make money." Gu Changsheng sat down on a chair on the side and continued with a serious expression, "Uncle Song, I plan to reopen the Gu's Clinic."

  "My wife, reopening the clinic is certainly feasible, but where can we get the money to buy medicinal materials? Now the ordinary doctors in the clinic need three taels of silver per month, and there are many other expenses. We don't have so much money now. It's the old slave who is dragging my wife..." When it comes to serious matters, Uncle Song ignored his own situation and listed them one by one in detail.

  Gu Changsheng sighed. She was also worried about this matter. "It's not difficult to be a doctor in the clinic. I want to sit in the clinic myself."

  "How can that be!" Uncle Song was excited. Seeing that he was about to move, Han Qiu stepped forward quickly and pressed him down. My wife said that he couldn't move.

  After struggling for a while in vain, Song Bo could only continue, "My wife, you are a woman. From ancient

  times to now, I have never seen a woman practicing medicine." "Midwives are also women. Don't they deliver babies? What's more, midwives are quite skilled in women's illnesses. Don't midwives also practice medicine?" Gu Changsheng replied. There is no distinction between male and female doctors in modern times. It's nothing like in ancient times. It's so fucking pitfall. Although she saved the young lady of the Du family, she was probably regarded as a midwife who was skilled in gynecology. It's so fucking miserable!

  "How can they be the same?" Song Bo retorted.

  "How can it be different? Can patients be divided into male and female? Since patients are not divided into male and female, then doctors are also not divided into male and female. Song Bo does not need to rush to refute me. Listen to me." Gu Changsheng paused and continued, "Song Bo must have heard Xiao Cui say that Changsheng woke up after suffering setbacks and forgot all his past, but he did not forget how to practice medicine and save people. The Gu family has been practicing medicine for generations. It is a destiny in the dark. The Gu family clinic cannot be cut off in my generation!"

  "But my wife has never practiced medicine, and it is unprecedented for women to practice medicine. I am afraid..." Song Bo's mind was shaken, but he was still worried. "

  Song Bo, don't worry. Although I have never practiced medicine, I am very confident in my medical skills. Can't I cure Song Bo's stubborn disease? As for women practicing medicine, I know it is difficult for people to accept it at the moment. We can only take it slowly. Now the only thing we should think about is money." Seeing that Song Bo no longer opposed it blindly, Gu Changsheng said hurriedly.

  "The issue of silver and money is indeed a big problem. Now I am like this, I am powerless..." Song Bo sighed. He was a useless man after all.

  Gu Changsheng frowned and held his chin with one hand, thinking, "Now the problem of silver and money shortage is indeed difficult to solve. Then we can only avoid the important and find another way..."

  "Madam, what do you mean by avoiding the important? What do you mean by finding another way?" Song Bo asked doubtfully.

  "This, I haven't figured it out yet..." Gu Changsheng scratched his head. She was also thinking...

  "Madam, it's not good..." Gu Changsheng was thinking of a solution with a frown on his face, and Xiao Cui's cry came from the yard...