Chapter Thirty-four: The Student Surpasses the Master

Li Xiaohu, standing on the other side of the hospital bed, showed a trace of nervousness in his eyes.

He didn't understand why it wasn't Dr. Shang Wende treating his mother now, but this young apprentice of traditional Chinese medicine, his big brother. His heart was filled with tension at this moment. Whether his mother's illness could be cured depended on this moment.

With eyes free of any impurities, when his gaze left Shang Wende and landed on the silver needle in Lu Feng's hand that had been inserted into his mother's body, a trace of tears flashed in his eyes. He didn't know much about acupuncture, and he was afraid that his mother would feel pain.

At this moment, feeling an intense pain in his heart, he wished that the long silver needle wasn't piercing his mother's body but his own. He was willing to bear all the pain and share it with his mother.

Could this kind-hearted big brother do it?

It was as if a stone suddenly hung in his heart, making him feel uneasy.

When Shang Wende saw that Lu Feng's hand didn't leave the silver needle, he felt a surge of excitement in his heart. He understood that Lu Feng should be using the acupuncture method from "The Secret of Imperial Physician's Needles" to treat the patient at this time. Although it wasn't the first time he had seen Lu Feng use this miraculous and profound acupuncture technique, he still felt very excited when seeing this scene.

After all, the acupuncture method of "The Secret of Imperial Physician's Needles" was a precious heirloom passed down in his family and the essence of acupuncture techniques.

Shang Wende didn't know how many acupoints Lu Feng was stimulating with his inner qi at this moment, but due to nervousness, he still seriously instructed, "Pay attention. You must stay calm. After stimulating the Ximen point with your inner qi, slowly move to the Xinshu point. Don't inject too much inner qi. Just a stimulating effect is enough. The patient's illness can't be cured in one treatment. It requires multiple treatments to recover little by little."

Lu Feng understood this in his heart. But now, he had already controlled his inner qi and made it flow into the Jueyinshu point again. In the past, he could only stimulate two or three acupoints at a time. But now, with the improvement of his inner qi and more precise control of the intensity, it was quite easy for him to stimulate four acupoints with one needle.

Seven or eight minutes later, Lu Feng gently released the silver needle he was holding and let out a long sigh of relief.

"How is it? How many acupoints did you stimulate?" Shang Wende asked with a tense expression.

A trace of a smile appeared on Lu Feng's serious face, and he said softly, "Four. I've already stimulated the Jueyinshu point."

"Great!"

Shang Wende exclaimed in surprise and admiration.

Lu Feng's performance was beyond his expectations. He didn't expect that his apprentice could now control his inner qi and stimulate four acupoints with one needle. You know, this requires a very high level of precision in controlling the inner qi.

Then, when Shang Wende saw that Lu Feng's expression became calm again, he immediately said, "Insert this needle into the Jueyinshu point again and start stimulating the Danzhong point from here. After you finish, stop using the acupuncture method from 'The Secret of Imperial Physician's Needles' immediately. The patient has a deficiency of qi and blood. The next acupoint to be stimulated is the Zusanli point. The Danzhong point is too far from the Zusanli point. If you try to do it forcefully, there is a high probability of making mistakes."

Lu Feng thought the same in his heart. So, according to Shang Wende's instructions, after the inner qi flowed into the Danzhong point along the meridian, he only gave a slight stimulation and then stopped, slowly cutting off the supply of the inner qi.

Seeing that Lu Feng stopped again, Li Xiaohu, who had been watching nervously from the side, quickly interrupted and asked, "Dr. Shang, why is Big Brother Lu treating my mother? Shouldn't you be the one treating her? Big Brother Lu... he is so young..."

Li Xiaohu didn't finish his words, only showing a nervous expression with a hint of doubt.

After all, since his mother got sick, he had devoted all his attention to taking care of her. He had also heard a lot about traditional Chinese medicine. Of course, he knew that the older traditional Chinese medicine doctors were, the more skilled they were. And this Big Brother Lu looked to be only in his twenties. How could he possibly have the great ability to cure his mother's illness?

He wanted Dr. Shang to treat his mother.

Shang Wende chuckled and said, "My child, don't underestimate your Big Brother Lu. Although his other knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine is not that great, his acupuncture skills are quite good! In a few years, I'm afraid he will surpass me."

Lu Feng felt a bit embarrassed, but he was still quite happy to be praised by his master in front of others.

Li Xiaohu looked at Lu Feng suspiciously again and then said in a somewhat disappointed tone, "Dr. Shang, that's still a few years from now, isn't it? Your medical skills should still be better now, right?"

Shang Wende gave Lu Feng a meaningful look and then turned to Li Xiaohu again and said, "Actually, treating your mother's illness also depends on whether the treating doctor is suitable. Just like now, your Big Brother Lu is indeed more suitable than me. Don't worry. He can cure your mother's illness."

Hearing this, the stone that had been hanging in Li Xiaohu's heart finally dropped a little.

Lu Feng didn't feel any anger towards Li Xiaohu's suspicion. From another perspective, if he were in Li Xiaohu's position, he would probably think the same way, right?

After Shang Wende finished speaking, the third silver needle was quickly grasped by Lu Feng in his hand like a flash of lightning and accurately inserted into the Zusanli point in an instant.

The smile on Shang Wende's aged face disappeared. He reached out and placed his hand on the patient's pulse and said seriously, "The deficiency of qi and blood requires stimulating the Zusanli point and the Guanyuan point again with acupuncture. You did a good job before. I can feel from the patient's pulse that her pulse has become much more stable. You must pay attention. I have studied 'The Secret of Imperial Physician's Needles' for most of my life. Although there are countless things I don't understand about the application of acupuncture, I still know about stimulating multiple acupoints with one needle. In this needle insertion, there must be no interruption in the output of the inner qi."

Lu Feng naturally had read about this part. He controlled the inner qi with his mind and made it slowly flow from the Zusanli point to the Guanyuan point bit by bit, and his eyes quickly swept over the patient's complexion.

The furrowed brows relaxed a little, and the heavy breathing also became much lighter. Obviously, the previous acupuncture had taken a little effect.

Shang Wende's voice rang in Lu Feng's ear again, "The patient has blood stasis blocking the heart collaterals and also needs to stimulate the Geshu point and the Yinxi point. Similarly, if the patient's illness is delayed any further, there is a risk of losing her life at any time. She has deficiency of heart and kidney yang, and the Shenshu point and the Mingmen point must be stimulated in the end."

Lu Feng nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly. In just three minutes, the last silver needle was inserted into the Shenshu point. After the flow of the inner qi, it quickly stimulated the Mingmen point. Especially at this point, Lu Feng's mental state was almost at its peak, and he didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. The Mingmen point couldn't be touched casually. If something went wrong, it might cost someone's life.

Fortunately, perhaps the patient was blessed by heaven, and Lu Feng successfully completed the acupuncture treatment.

When Lu Feng straightened up from the side of the hospital bed and obviously let out a sigh of relief, Li Xiaohu asked him nervously, "Big Brother Lu, how is it? Is my mother cured?"

Lu Feng smiled. After the highly concentrated mental state relaxed, he was a bit tired. But he really liked this filial little guy, so he smiled and said, "This first round of treatment is over. Later, Master will decoct medicine for your mother. After she drinks it, her body will recover a bit. It's impossible to be cured immediately. It needs to be adjusted slowly."

Shang Wende released the patient's wrist with satisfaction. The pulse at this time was much better than before the acupuncture. Inner qi was indeed the best way to stimulate the body's functions.

"Child, what your Big Brother Lu said is right. Your mother's illness is very serious. She must calm down and recuperate. After multiple acupuncture treatments, she can be completely cured. Now your mother's body is still too weak. I'll first decoct some medicine to restore her qi and blood. After a few more acupuncture treatments, I can give her traditional Chinese medicine that coordinates with the acupuncture."

Excitement showed in Li Xiaohu's eyes. He wanted to kneel down to Shang Wende and Lu Feng, but thinking of what Shang Wende had told him before, not to kneel down casually, he held back this thought and said gratefully with respect, "Thank you, Dr. Shang. Thank you, Big Brother Lu. If it weren't for you, I really don't know how long my mother could hold on! Thank you..."

Shang Wende silently shook his head, stood up, walked to the counter to write a prescription and pick the medicine, while Lu Feng, enduring the fatigue, came to Li Xiaohu's side, put his arm around his shoulder and smiled, "No need to thank us. As long as you can continue to be filial to your mother in the future."

In the morning, Lu Feng rarely didn't spend time reading and studying. Instead, he sat quietly at the diagnosis table in the hall of the medical clinic and chatted with Li Xiaohu. Learning that Li Xiaohu had dropped out of school before finishing the first year of junior high school and took his mother to see doctors everywhere, Lu Feng sighed in his heart. There were many rich people in this world, but there were even more poor people in the disadvantaged groups.

Through this incident, he became even more determined about his dream.

In the future, he must establish a super large hospital that is well-known all over the world, and strive to let all patients receive treatment and have healthy bodies.

Of course, if possible, he also wants to invest in building a school, from primary school to university, so that those children who can't afford to go to school can all wear new school uniforms and sit in the classroom to enjoy the nourishment of knowledge.

The weather today was surprisingly good. The sun was shining brightly outside the medical clinic, making people feel warm and extremely comfortable.

For lunch, Shang Wende personally arranged for Lu Feng to add two more meat dishes, and they had a meal together with Li Xiaohu, who was still feeling a bit uneasy. Later, Lu Feng moved a chair and sat outside the medical clinic, bathed in the sunlight, closed his eyes, and slowly recovered his greatly consumed energy.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that he gave the patient another acupuncture treatment.

"Xiaohu, when your mother's illness is cured, will you still go to school? Do you want to walk into the classroom?"

While tidying up the tools, Lu Feng asked Li Xiaohu.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Xiaohu said bitterly, "I want to go to school, but I don't have the money. And as Dr. Shang said this morning, even if my mother's illness can be cured, her physical condition will still not be very good. I'm already a young man, and I must earn money to support the family. My mother is getting old, and I must let her live a happy life in the future."