Chapter 351: Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles

Xiao Minjun drew a wealthy wife in her thirties.

She was dressed very decently, with pearls and emeralds all over her head, and she looked round and festive.

However, her mental state was very bad.

Her face was swollen, she kept yawning, and her body was shaking as she stood there, as if she hadn't slept for hundreds of years.

According to the patient, she had started suffering from insomnia for no reason half a month ago. Even though her body was exhausted to the extreme, she just couldn't sleep, and no medicine worked.

Her head hurt as if it were about to explode, and she was almost going crazy.

And the reason she could persist until now was thanks to her family, who knocked her unconscious every night to get a few hours of rest.

But this was not a long-term solution after all.

There was no other way, so they signed her up for the Medical Conference, hoping for a miracle...

The contestants quickly submitted their prescriptions, nothing more than calming soup, heart-clearing pills. Those who were clever suggested hot water baths before sleep to make the body completely relaxed, thereby helping sleep.

There was even one person who came up with a strange prescription.

That was to let the patient have more marital life, at least five times a day. The so-called "more intercourse during the day, sleep soundly at night" is the reason.

Wen Shiyuan was speechless.

What kind of prescription is this?

Not to mention whether it works, even if it really works, the patient will be fine, but her husband will be ruined. Isn't this pitting people!

Xiao Minjun was the last one to submit her prescription, and it had the most words.

【For those with hundred evils, there are thirteen acupuncture points. For the body of the needle, start from the Ghost Palace, then the Ghost Letter, then the Ghost Fortress, then the Ghost Heart. It is not necessary to use all needles, just five or six points will suffice.】

Wen Shiyuan's pupils shook.

Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles!

He quickly handed the prescription to Mu Shanyue. "Sixth Uncle, take a look at this."

Mu Shanyue took it and reviewed it carefully. A moment later, he looked at the pretty figure in the competition field and asked: "Is it the Fourth Princess of the Fenglin Kingdom?"

"Exactly." Wen Shiyuan nodded. "That Fourth Princess has been apprenticed to Divine Needle Qiu Shisan since she was a child. Don't look at her young age; she has been studying medicine for nearly ten years and is Qiu Shisan's only direct disciple. I think she has already learned his true essence, and her medical skills are not bad."

Mu Shanyue smiled. "That's very good, a blessing for the common people."

Speaking of Qiu Shisan, Mu Shanyue didn't like him.

Qiu Shisan's medical skills were of course very good. Not to mention anything else, just his unique secret skill, the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, which dispels diseases and evil, and has a miraculous effect on soul-losing diseases such as epilepsy, madness, and dementia, can be called a medical miracle.

Therefore, his reputation was very loud.

It could be said to be on par with his own master, Divine Doctor Jun.

However, unlike Divine Doctor Jun, Qiu Shisan's character was very strange. He wouldn't treat those without money, wouldn't treat those without power, and wouldn't treat those he didn't like. None of these behaviors fit the morality a doctor should have.

Especially in recent years, Qiu Shisan had been frantically accumulating wealth with his superb medical skills, exhausting all possibilities of luxury, but turned a blind eye to patients who came to his door, preferring to watch them die in front of him rather than save them.

In Mu Shanyue's view, such a person was not worthy of being a doctor.

With a master of this character, how good could the disciple be?

The so-called "hate the house and its crow," Mu Shanyue naturally had no good feelings for Xiao Minjun, Qiu Shisan's disciple.

He returned the prescription to Wen Shiyuan and said lightly: "Just follow the rules."

Wen Shiyuan understood his meaning.

Don't open the back door because of Xiao Minjun's royal status, and don't deliberately make things difficult because she is Qiu Shisan's disciple.

Treat everyone equally.

He thought so too.

If even fairness and justice couldn't be achieved, what was the point of holding this Medical Conference?

Like Du Ruo before, Wen Shiyuan also ordered people to take Xiao Minjun and the patient to another quiet room, so that she had enough privacy to apply needles and treat.

At the same time, he arranged for people to guard the door of the quiet room just in case.

Besides Xiao Minjun, there was another person whose performance was very eye-catching.

That was Mo Changsheng.

Mo Changsheng drew a patient with nasal polyps.

The so-called nasal polyps, which modern people call nasal polyps, is a common disease. If it is not serious, it can be relieved with medicine; but if the patient's symptoms are very obvious and have seriously affected life, then surgical treatment is necessary.

For example, the man in front of Mo Changsheng had a very heavy nasal sound when speaking, snored like thunder when sleeping, and often couldn't catch his breath.

It could be seen that the condition had developed to a point that could not be ignored.

The prescription Mo Changsheng submitted was written like this—

【Select two thin steel bars, drill a small hole in each head, use silk thread to pass through the hole, make the two bars connected and separated by about five points. Before surgery, first drip anesthetic into the nostrils, then extend the two bar heads straight to the root of the nasal polyps, tighten them, and pull them down, and the nasal polyps can be removed.】

That is to say, a small surgery is required.

This prescription also attracted the attention of Wen Shiyuan and Mu Shanyue.

Mu Shanyue looked at Mo Changsheng from afar and said suspiciously: "It's really strange, the method of hooking and breaking nasal polyps with silk thread was passed down by the grandmaster, and only people in the Medicine God Valley know it. How did this little brother surnamed Mo know it?"

Wen Shiyuan was also very puzzled.

After thinking about it, he guessed: "Could it be another disciple accepted by Divine Doctor Si? Or did one of the uncles teach it to others while walking outside?"

"Should not be." Mu Shanyue shook his head. "The grandmaster has been missing for many years, with no news, not even showing his face, so how could he accept disciples again? As for the few senior brothers..."

His tone was very certain. "The Medicine God Valley has regulations that medical skills are not passed on to outsiders, they absolutely cannot break the taboo!"

That's true.

Wen Shiyuan stroked his white beard that reached his chest, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came. "I know, it must be that one of the uncles was learned by an insider while practicing medicine, and then it spread."

Mu Shanyue nodded. "That is possible."

But it's not a big deal. Let it be learned; it's good to be able to save a few more people.

Since surgery is to be performed, it is naturally impossible to do it in public.

Wen Shiyuan, as usual, had people lead Mo Changsheng and the man to the quiet room, and also had people guard the door.

Besides Du Ruo, Xiao Minjun, and Mo Changsheng, there were several others who were quite outstanding, mostly experienced old doctors, and there was no lack of talented newcomers.

Others performed mediocrely.

Near evening, there was finally movement in the quiet room, and all three of Du Ruo had completed the surgery.

However, the results didn't come out so quickly.

It had to wait until tomorrow morning, after observing the patient's postoperative condition, before a conclusion could be reached.

Everyone left the venue one after another.

Du Ruo was worried and proposed to stay behind to take care of the blind old woman, to prevent any accidents, such as the patient being in unbearable pain, secretly taking off the eye patch, or having a high fever from infection.

Wen Shiyuan agreed.

Jiang Li also requested to accompany her.

"Fine, then you stay, take good care of her, don't let her get too tired." Zongzheng Yun's heart was sour, but he still nodded, enduring the jealousy in his stomach.

After speaking, he left with a face that was not a face and a nose that was not a nose.

Watching Zongzheng Yun's back as he walked away angrily, Jiang Li frowned slightly, thoughtful.

Then he turned and walked toward the quiet room.

Just after Jiang Li left, Xiao Minjun hurried over with people and soon caught up with Zongzheng Yun in front.

"Your Highness!" Xiao Minjun called out.

Zongzheng Yun stopped, turned his head, and smiled politely and distantly. "It's the Fourth Princess."

Xiao Minjun bowed to him, her demeanor very dignified and appropriate. "It was inconvenient on the field before, and I never had a chance to pay my respects to Your Highness, please forgive me."

"What is the Fourth Princess saying? On the competition field, naturally, official business should come first."

Zongzheng Yun praised. "The Fourth Princess's performance today was excellent, I wish you good results in advance."

"Thank you, Your Highness, Your Highness is over-praising..."

The two talked about idle things without oil or salt as they walked, and soon they were out of the venue gate.

Zongzheng Yun was about to say goodbye.

Xiao Minjun suddenly asked: "By the way, Your Highness seems to be very familiar with that Official Jiang?"

Jiang Li?

Zongzheng Yun narrowed his eyes, and vigilance arose in his heart. ===== CHAPTER 352 =====