Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 87 - 0085 The Lost Technique

"What..."

"Someone dared to treat patients in our hospital without permission?"

After the young nurse, panting heavily, reported this news, the doctors who were having lunch at the site all stood up with a swish.

"Who allowed him to do that? If the patient suffers any consequences because of it, the responsibility will fall entirely on our hospital," said the deputy director of the city hospital, who immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks and couldn’t help but say angrily.

Those present were well-known doctors in the hospital; the young nurse stood to the side, silent as if frozen, not daring to speak further.

"Which person is acting recklessly in our hospital, take me to see him," Deputy Director Wang said, and the other doctors present followed suit, keen to see who dared to be so bold as to practice medicine openly within the hospital, challenging the dignity of their city hospital.

Deputy Director Wang and the other doctors hurriedly rushed to the general ward. Pushing the door open, they saw a youth holding silver needles and performing acupuncture.

"Hey, who allowed you to treat people here?" Before Deputy Director Wang could speak, a skinny male doctor on the side was the first to raise his voice, attempting to stop Ye Qiu’s actions.

Unfortunately, his sycophancy and eagerness to take initiative did not win the favor of Deputy Director Wang.

Instead, Deputy Director Wang glared fiercely at the male doctor, signaling him to stop creating noise.

By now, Deputy Director Wang’s eyes were fixed on Ye Qiu’s hands. As soon as he saw Ye Qiu performing acupuncture, his anger dissipated into nothingness, and was quickly replaced by a look of shock.

Deputy Director Wang was also an experienced doctor; although he specialized in Western medicine, he had studied Chinese medicine in his early years. His experience in Chinese medicine was profound. After studying Chinese medicine for a long time, he went abroad to learn Western medicine, combining Eastern and Western medicine during his studies and achieving impressive results.

But he didn’t choose to stay abroad; instead, he returned home. Because of his exquisite medical skills, he quickly rose from an ordinary attending physician to a senior attending physician, later advancing to the position of hospital director, and finally being promoted to deputy director.

It could be said that Deputy Director Wang had attained his present position through his medical skills, not through any underhanded methods.

His eyes were intently focused on Ye Qiu’s hands. Ye Qiu’s hands fluttered like butterfly wings, his fingers vibrating delicately, and his index finger occasionally flicking a silver needle, causing it to tremble rapidly. Chu’s mother’s brows, which had been tightly furrowed, relaxed at this action, and her entire body gradually became less tense and visibly relaxed.

"Finding the acupoint, inserting the needle, guiding life and death, balancing the spirit!"

"This... this is the long-lost ’Hua Tuo’s Thirty-Six Needles’!"

Deputy Director Wang suddenly widened his eyes, recognizing the acupuncture technique. Memories of his early days learning Chinese medicine flooded his mind. His old Chinese medicine teacher had told him that there were many methods in acupuncture, but the three most formidable ones had all been lost, among which was Hua Tuo’s Thirty-Six Needles.

Deputy Director Wang’s shock and surprise were unfathomable to the others, who were simply astonished that he did not stop Ye Qiu from performing acupuncture.

Back in the day, the old Chinese medicine practitioner had described the method of Hua Tuo’s Thirty-Six Needles, a technique with exceptionally high demands on the practitioner. That was why Deputy Director Wang had to watch for a while to recognize the long-lost acupuncture technique.

Chu’s mother had eighteen silver needles inserted into her head, each one an inch and a half long, gleaming silver, stuck on the head, vibrating on their own, looking somewhat terrifying.

After inserting all eighteen silver needles into the acupoints, Ye Qiu, without stopping, took out the remaining eighteen silver needles.

Seeing this, Deputy Director Wang was certain that the technique used by the young man in front of him was indeed a lost acupuncture method. There was no mistake.

Deputy Director Wang’s heart was both excited and pleasantly surprised. He had not expected that this ancient technique had truly been handed down. It hadn’t disappeared into the river of history but was still being used to save lives and uphold the unique charm of Chinese medicine.

Watching Ye Qiu focus intently, sweat gathering on his forehead, Chu Yao wanted to help wipe it off for Ye Qiu. She extended her hand halfway before retracting it, afraid of disturbing Ye Qiu’s treatment of her mother.

Ye Qiu took a deep breath. He hadn’t used Hua Tuo’s Thirty-Six Needles for quite some time. Although his technique wasn’t rusty, he still needed a needle or two to get used to it. After placing the first eighteen silver needles in the right positions, Ye Qiu’s speed picked up.

However, the remaining eighteen needles were not to be inserted into acupoints on the head but rather into major points along the body’s main meridians for unblocking.

Chu’s mother lay quietly on the hospital bed, cooperating fully with Ye Qiu’s acupuncture. When the silver needles were inserted one by one through her chest, arms, abdomen, calves, and feet, ten minutes had passed since the procedure began, and the full set of needles had taken half an hour to be applied to her body.

Ye Qiu felt somewhat drained; a vast amount of True Qi had been consumed, nearly eight-tenths of it in an instant.

Of course, this was only because it was the first time. Ye Qiu had used a strong dose, and during the next acupuncture session, it wouldn’t drain so much True Qi.

It should be noted that those silver needles kept vibrating on their own after he withdrew his hands due to the effect of True Qi, which was slowly unblocking the blood vessels throughout Chu’s mother’s body, dissolving the stagnant tumors.

"Alright, Auntie will wake up in half an hour; there’s no need to worry," Ye Qiu wiped his forehead and reassured Chu Yao, who had been anxiously by the side.

"Thank you," Chu Yao said with profound gratitude, immediately sitting by the bed to watch her mother’s changes.

Ye Qiu smiled. With this, Chu Yao no longer had to grieve over her mother’s illness; however, from now on, he would have to visit once or twice a week to continue dissolving the tumor in Chu’s mother’s brain.

"Young man, who did you learn your acupuncture from?" Deputy Director Wang, who had been standing aside, suddenly came over and asked.

Ye Qiu had noticed the arrival of several doctors earlier, and thankfully they hadn’t interfered with his acupuncture treatment, which gave him a slight favorable impression of Deputy Director Wang.

"Who are you?"

"I am the deputy director of this hospital; my surname is Wang. You still haven’t answered my question, young man," Deputy Director Wang said with keen interest in Ye Qiu.

"It’s just a set of acupuncture techniques that won’t catch Director Wang’s eye. Why do you care so much about it?" Ye Qiu replied with a smile.

"Hey, when our director asks you something, you’d better just spit it out; what’s with the mystery? Do you really think your medical skills can cure any disease? Moreover, you come to our hospital to treat people. If it weren’t for our director’s kindness, you would have been locked up by now," the thin doctor who had been chastised by Deputy Director Wang earlier interjected again, not believing that his flattery would fail every time.

This time, Deputy Director Wang didn’t glare at him, which meant his words had hit the mark, and the thin doctor secretly rejoiced.

"I have studied this patient’s illness. I won’t lie to you; it’s very difficult to cure, and carelessness could lead to death. Even if I personally performed surgery, the success rate wouldn’t exceed thirty percent."

Director Wang’s words earned the approval of his colleagues standing behind him, who were also doctors, among them Ye Qiu spotted the attending physician from before.

"In Western medicine, all our treatment plans cannot save this patient. I’ve considered Chinese medicine, but to solve such a problem, merely using herbal medicine isn’t enough; other auxiliary means are necessary."

"However, today I saw your acupuncture and I know that perhaps this patient’s condition can really improve," Deputy Director Wang said earnestly.

"Thank you for your recognition, Director Wang. It seems you have some understanding of Chinese medicine as well," Ye Qiu said.

"Chinese medicine is broad and profound. Back in the day, I barely touched the surface before rushing abroad to study Western medicine. Seeing your Chinese medical acupuncture skills today, I wonder if I chose the wrong path back then," Deputy Director Wang reflected.

An elder and a younger man discussed such a grand topic as the East-West medicine debate, leaving the watching doctors dumbfounded. When had their hospital’s most short-tempered Deputy Director Wang ever talked with someone like this, and with a young man at that? The whole scenario was like a fairy tale.

Could it be that even Deputy Director Wang had been conquered by this young man’s acupuncture skills?

Thinking this, the doctors looked at Ye Qiu with eyes full of complex emotions.

However, what Deputy Director Wang said next utterly astounded everyone again.

"I see you’re probably still in school; how about coming to our hospital to work as a doctor?" Deputy Director Wang said.

Invited personally by the director to join the hospital?

Could such a grand opportunity simply land in the lap of the young man standing before them? They knew how many schemes and how much time they had invested to get into this hospital, yet the young man had merely displayed an acupuncture technique and attracted Deputy Director Wang’s admiration, making him want to keep the young man in the hospital.

It was indeed true—comparisons could drive one to despair!

For a moment, the doctors’ gazes at Ye Qiu shifted from surprise to jealousy and envy. How come such a windfall had not fallen on them instead?