Chapter 3: Consolidating and Nourishing with Acupuncture Methods

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  But just then a calm voice came from behind him: "Director Chen, let him go!"

  Chen Jian, in a fit of rage, originally wanted to turn around and scold the guy who dared to order him around, but when he turned around and saw the face of the person speaking, he could only swallow back the words that had already reached his lips.

  The person who spoke behind Chen Jian's body was a man in his sixties, with white hair and wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, giving off a very scholarly air. This old man was also wearing a white coat from Yongcheng Hospital. On his chest, he too had an ID badge pinned to it, which read: Yue Zimin, Executive Deputy Director of Yongcheng Hospital.

  This accident was extremely serious, and the Yongcheng Hospital, which received the emergency call, did not dare to slack off. Not only did it dispatch the backbone of the emergency department, but also sent a deputy director to take charge, in order to provide the best rescue for the injured.

  The person speaking was Yue Zimin. Chen Jian quickly hid the discontent on his face and released Zhang Wenzhong's arm, hastily walking to Yue Zimin's side and tattling: "Deputy Director Yue, look at this guy, he's been interfering with our rescue efforts here, I told him to leave but he won't listen, if we miss the best time for treating this patient..."

  "That's enough, shut up!" Yue Zimin shouted sternly, his eyes fixed on Zhang Wen's hand as he administered the injection from start to finish, without even glancing at Chen Jian once. His eyes were filled with shock.

  "What...what...?" Chen Jian was taken aback by his words and his expression suddenly turned very ugly.

  Ever since Chen Jian returned from Germany and started working at Yongcheng Hospital, the hospital's top management has always been extremely courteous to him. Even when his articles calling for the abolition of traditional Chinese medicine in medical journals and newspapers caused unnecessary trouble for the hospital, the top management did not blame him. After all, his academic qualifications and medical skills were there for all to see, and as long as he didn't make any major mistakes, the top management would only treat him with a smile.

  But Chen Jian never thought that his usual gentle and amiable wife, Yue Zimin, would actually order him to shut up for the sake of some unknown young whippersnapper. For a moment, Chen Jian even doubted whether he had misheard.

  With an incredulous face, Chen Jian unwillingly asked: "Deputy Director Yue... you... what were you just saying?"

  "I told you to shut up! Shut up! Didn't you hear me? Or have you been abroad for too long and can't understand Chinese anymore?" Usually gentle and calm, Yue Zimin was surprisingly agitated at this moment. He turned his head and glared at Chen Jian, saying: "This gentleman is absolutely right, you are hindering him from treating the injured. Maybe you should go take a look at the situation of the surrounding wounded like he said, instead of hindering him here."

  "What...what? Am I interfering with him? Deputy Director Yue, you can't be mistaken, can you? You're actually saying that I'm interfering with him?"

  Chen Jian, who was both angry and anxious, couldn't even speak smoothly. He really wanted to ask Yue Zimin if he had become muddle-headed in his old age, which is why he started talking nonsense here?! Chen Jian, after all, was an elite talent from the Medical School of Heidelberg University, a renowned director physician and expert scholar in the field of emergency medicine in China...

  In Chen Jian's view, such a thing is simply unthinkable!

  Chen Jian's eyes narrowed in anger, but he swallowed his temper. He stood quietly to the side, wanting to see what kind of play Chen Jian and this unknown young Chinese doctor would perform.

  Fuming Chen thought to himself, "I'd like to see how this quack doctor is going to perform emergency treatment! Hmph... Traditional Chinese medicine emergency treatment, just the mention of it is laughable. If the patient ultimately dies due to missing the best time for emergency treatment, I will definitely make this quack doctor and that senile deputy director take full responsibility!"

  Chen Jian and Yue Zimin stood quietly beside Zhang Wenzhong, watching him administer an injection to the seriously injured woman.

  Yue Zimin's eyes began to shine with a light that was easy to misinterpret after seeing Zhang Wenzhong's acupuncture technique. Born into a medical family, Yue Zimin had also studied the art of acupuncture and naturally saw through its secrets. Chen Jian, on the other hand, didn't have much understanding of acupuncture and simply wanted to see Zhang Wenzhong make a medical mistake, so he didn't know what was different about Zhang's technique compared to ordinary acupuncture techniques.

  Zhang Wen-zhong's needlework was very fast, and about three minutes later, he had already finished the acupuncture and stood up slowly, exhaling a mouthful of turbid air.

  Yue Zimin patiently waited until this moment, before opening his mouth to ask: "Sir, the acupuncture technique you used just now, is it the solid foundation and nourishing the origin method?" His voice was slightly trembling, because he never thought that this lost acupuncture technique would reappear in the medical world one day, so he was extremely excited at the moment.

  "That's right." Zhang Wen Zhong did not deny, looked at Yue Zi Min, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect that there would be someone here who knows the solid foundation of acupuncture, are you from the Chen family or the Yue family?"

  Zhang Wen-zhong's Chen Jia and Yue Jia were two of the many disciples he had when he was practicing medicine in the mortal world. The solid foundation and nourishing origin needle technique was originally taught to these two people. At that time, they also swore an oath to him, promising that except for the direct descendants of their own family, they would never teach the solid foundation and nourishing origin needle technique to anyone else.

  Actually, Zhang Wen-zhong did not require them to keep it a secret when he taught them the solid foundation and nourishing origin needling method. However, in their opinion, this needling method was extremely precious medical skills, so they naturally had to keep it a good secret. Similar things were very common in ancient times. Many medical techniques were only passed down to family members, and outsiders might not be able to learn the true skills even after studying with the master for ten or twenty years. It is precisely because of this extreme secrecy that many Chinese medicine prescriptions and techniques have been lost, leaving one to lament and sigh.

  The Chen and Yue families also learned about the solid foundation and nourishing the origin needle technique.

  After several hundred years, neither the Chen family nor the Yue family has mastered the solid foundation and nourishing origin needle technique. Nowadays, Yue Zimin only heard about the name and magical effects of the solid foundation and nourishing origin needle technique from his father's generation. It wasn't until today that he was able to fulfill his wish to see it with his own eyes on Zhang Wenzhong's body.

  "I am Yue Zimin from the Yue family, I don't know how to address you, sir? Are you a member of the Chen family?" Yue Zimin bowed slightly towards Zhang Wenzhong, his attitude extremely polite, which also made Chen Jian standing beside him very surprised.