Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1247 Midnight Emergency Rescue, Heavenly Craftsmanship Needle Drains Blood Poison (Two-in-One Chapter)
Upon hearing Lao Zhang's words, Fang Yan immediately perked up.

He immediately stood up:
"Don't panic, I'm here!" he reassured Old Zhang.

Upon entering the bedroom, Fang Yan saw Wang Huiyuan lying on the bed. The people on night watch were already standing by the bedside. Zhang Li was curled up asleep in another chair, undisturbed by the commotion.

"How's his pulse?" Fang Yan asked the night watchman.

"It was normal just now." The night watchman held up a logbook with the pulse recorded fifteen minutes ago.

The staff member said somewhat nervously to the dialect:

“We were originally touching her pulse the whole time, but she couldn’t sleep because someone was touching her. So we started checking her pulse every fifteen minutes after she fell asleep.”

Fang Yan waved his hand at them and said:

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean to blame you."

It was clear they were still afraid Fang Yan would blame them for this. Fang Yan touched Wang Huiyuan's groin and began to observe her.

At this moment, her eyes were slightly open, her brows were furrowed, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her limbs were experiencing slight intermittent twitching. If you listened carefully, you could hear her breathing being short and phlegmy.

"Aunt Wang?" Fang Yan called out.

"Hmm?" The person responding in dialect at this moment was not Wang Huiyuan, but Zhang Li, who had been startled awake.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Li sat up from her chair.

Fang Yan then discovered that when he took a deep breath, his pulse was "sharp and rough like sand and gravel," his cun and guan pulses were rapid and chaotic like hemp, and his chi pulse was deep, weak and almost imperceptible. This was a typical sign of drug poisoning disturbing the brain's meridians and obstructing the clear orifices.

Fang Yan shouted again:
"Aunt Wang?"

no response.

"What's going on?" Old Zhang and his daughter Zhang Li both came over.

Fang Yan immediately took out his Heavenly Craftsmanship Needle, glanced at his watch, and said to them:

"It's likely that the medication is impacting deep-seated blockages in the brain, causing a disruption in the flow of qi and blood, which is clouding the mind. This isn't just a normal nightmare; it's the meridians and qi and blood triggering a detoxification reaction at a specific time!"

"It is now the Yin hour (3-5 am), when the Qi and blood flow to the Lung Meridian. According to the theory of meridian flow in Traditional Chinese Medicine, the Qi and blood of the Lung Meridian are governed by the Lung Meridian during the Yin hour. Since the Lung Meridian governs all the meridians, it will affect the Qi and blood flow to the brain. Therefore, most of the time we dream during this period."

As he spoke, Fang Yan had already twirled three Heavenly Craftsmanship Needles in his hand.

Before Lao Zhang and the others could react, Fang Yan had already inserted a needle into Wang Huiyuan's Baihui acupoint.

This was done using a quick, straight insertion technique. After hearing the distinctive "hissing" sound of the Tiangong needle, Wang Huiyuan's convulsions suddenly stopped. Then, Fang Yan inserted the needle into the Neiguan and Fenglong points.

After obtaining the Qi, Fang Yan began to twist and turn the needle.

The three Heavenly Craftsmanship Needles trembled slightly at the acupoints, their tips gleaming with a faint silver light.

Fang Yan carefully observed Wang Huiyuan, while also paying attention to the handle of his Tiangong needle. It had cracked once on Ma Wenying's head last time, and she was almost injured by the upward flow of illness energy. He was especially careful at times like this.

The others, of course, had no idea what he was thinking. They only saw Fang Yan pinch the end of the needle at the Baihui acupoint with his thumb and forefinger, twisting it rapidly at a frequency of three times per second, the force in his wrist fluctuating as if he were pulling on something invisible.

In less than half a minute, Wang Huiyuan's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and a long "ho" sound came from her throat, as if the stale air stuck in her chest had finally broken through the barrier.

A little white foam spilled from the corner of her mouth. Just as Old Zhang was about to reach out to wipe it away, Fang Yan stopped him with a look.

"This is phlegm stagnation flowing out; let it flow out on its own." Fang Yan's fingertips kept moving, and he gently scraped the needle tip of the Neiguan acupoint with his fingernail, making a soft "buzzing" sound.

"Fenglong acupoint is mainly used to resolve phlegm and dampness, Neiguan acupoint is used to stabilize the mind, and Baihui acupoint is used to open the brain orifices. When these three acupoints are used together, they can pull disordered Qi and blood back to the right path."

Zhang Li watched nervously, wanting to speak but not daring to, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes sometimes loosening and sometimes tightening.

Then she saw her mother's rapid breathing gradually slow down under the three needles in Fang Yan's mouth, her chest rising and falling evenly, and her cheeks, which had just been bluish-gray, even showed a faint rosy hue.

Only then did she come to her senses slightly and ask Fang Yan:

"Mom seems to be feeling much better?"

Fang Yan did not answer immediately, but instead increased the speed at which he twisted the needle.

The needle tip trembled slightly as the needle was inserted into the Baihui acupoint, as if an invisible force was drilling deeper into the needle.

Wang Huiyuan coughed a few more times, this time the phlegm she coughed up contained some dark brown wisps, which landed on the pillowcase, and Zhang Li couldn't help but wipe them away.

“This is because the stagnant toxins went with the phlegm,” Fang Yan finally spoke, his expression slightly relieved.

He said:
"Look at her nostrils, they were flapping wildly just now, but now they're much more stable, aren't they?"

Old Zhang moved closer and saw that his wife's breathing was no longer as rapid as a bellows, the flaring of her nostrils had become smooth, and even the white foam at the corners of her mouth had gradually subsided.

At this moment, Tao Guangzheng and two disciples of Master Haiteng also woke up and came to the door of the room to look inside.

I was a little confused to see Fang Yan doing acupuncture in the middle of the night.

He asked in dialect:

"what happened?"

He said in dialect:

"The medicine was too strong, causing the stagnant toxins to surge in the brain. I just used the Tiangong acupuncture needle to clear it." Without raising his head, he lightly flicked the end of the needle at the Fenglong acupoint with his fingertip, and the silver needle made a crisp "ding" sound.

Wang Huiyuan made a soft "gurgling" sound in her throat and suddenly coughed up half a mouthful of sticky phlegm with blood streaks, and her breathing became clear again.

Just then, she let out another groan, and her eyes snapped open.

Then I started breathing heavily.

"Don't move, Aunt Wang!" Fang Yan reminded Wang Huiyuan.

I was afraid she would move around and insert the needle too deeply.

Hearing the dialect, Wang Huiyuan came to her senses and noticed that there were people gathered around her bed.

"What time is it? How long have I been asleep?" were her first questions to everyone.

Then, without waiting for anyone to answer, she continued:

"I just had a nightmare. I was... like I was drowning in black blood, and my hands and feet were chained and I couldn't move..."

Fang Yan then removed the needles, supported her shoulders, and slid his fingertips over her radial artery pulse, saying as he took her pulse:
"It's alright now. The chains are just an illusion caused by the stagnation of toxins from the tumor trapping the meridians."

He turned to Zhang Li and gestured:

Pour half a cup of warm water and add a spoonful of honey to moisturize dryness.

He shook his head at Lao Zhang and explained:

"The nightmares caused by the impact of drug toxicity on the brain's blood vessels are like the last tremor before an avalanche. They are actually a sign that the blockages are loosening, so there's no need to worry too much."

Old Zhang nodded, and Tao Guangzheng hurried to the bedside to take Wang Huiyuan's pulse on her other hand.

He repeatedly pressed and pushed between the two acupoints with his fingertips, and after a while, his expression relaxed: "The floating sensation has been balanced, and the heaviness has been reduced by 30%!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded, then said to Wang Huiyuan:
"Aunt Wang, stick your tongue out and let me see."

Wang Huiyuan obediently stuck out her tongue, and a thick, yellowish coating quietly appeared at the base of her tongue, with purplish-black ecchymosis visible beneath it.

Tao Guangzheng almost gasped when he saw it.

He suppressed his surprise and gave Fang Yan a look.

Fang Yan knew what he was trying to say.

This is because the sal ammoniac has forced the damp-heat and stagnant toxins to the Shaoyin meridian!

During the Yin hour (3-5 AM), the lung meridian is at its peak, and the stagnant toxins that should be on the surface instead sink deeper.

"Bring over the mung bean and licorice soup," Fang Yan said to the staff member beside her.

Upon hearing this, the latter immediately ran out.

Fang Yan then approached Wang Huiyuan's feet, holding the Heavenly Craft Needle, ready to insert the needle.

"Acupuncture points on the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian?" Tao Guangzheng immediately understood after seeing Fang Yan's actions.

Fang Yan nodded and said:

“Prick the Yongquan point, the well point of the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, to draw the upward-flowing drug toxins downward and drain them out of the body through the Yongquan point, thus resolving the stagnant toxins that have trapped the kidneys.”

Upon hearing the dialect, Tao Guangzheng nodded.

At this moment, Wang Huiyuan also sensed that something was wrong and asked Fang Yan and the others:

"what happened?"

Fang Yan, after hearing this, maintained a smile and said:

"Don't worry, Aunt Wang, this is a normal reaction during the drug's detoxification process."

"The medicinal properties of sal ammoniac are deeply penetrating the stagnant toxins, causing the toxins that should have been expelled through the lung meridian to abnormally sink into the kidney meridian..."

Seeing Wang Huiyuan's somewhat bewildered expression, Fang Yan thought for a moment and explained:

"It's like when blasting a mountain and the loose rocks roll in the wrong direction, you have to bring them back to the right path in time!"

Wang Huiyuan nodded in sudden realization, and then said:
"I just feel a tightness in my stomach..."

Fang Yan nodded, explaining that the tightness in the lower abdomen was caused by stagnant toxins affecting the kidneys.

As he spoke, he had already pointed the silver needle at Wang Huiyuan's feet.

"You curl up the soles of your feet."

The Yongquan acupoint is located on the sole of the foot, in the depression at the front of the foot when the toes are curled up; it is easy to find.

Wang Huiyuan listened and did as instructed.

Fang Yan then inserted the needle, and after two hissing sounds, Wang Huiyuan felt a tingling sensation in the sole of her foot. One foot was already needled. Fang Yan then aimed at the other foot and inserted the needle again.

He also said:
“I use the Yongquan acupoint to guide the poison of the medicine back to its meridian. This is the Jing-well point of the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian, which can release the sunken poison and fire from the sole of the foot.”

"Pair it with a mung bean and licorice detox soup, and with this two-pronged approach, you'll feel completely refreshed within half an hour!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he began to perform the acupuncture in dialect.

The moment the needle tip spun, Wang Huiyuan's toes suddenly curled up, and a tingling, electric shock-like sensation surged through the soles of her feet.

Wang Huiyuan wanted to pull her foot back, and said in dialect:

"Don't be nervous, this is the characteristic needling sensation of the starting point of the Foot Shaoyin Kidney Meridian!"

As she spoke, accompanied by the dialect of her needlework, a tingling and numb sensation traveled up the inside of her ankle, like a warm current enveloping her calf.

Then Tao Guangzheng, who was standing to the side, saw that fine beads of sweat quickly gathered on the soles of Wang Huiyuan's feet, and the sweat was sticky, cold and smelled fishy.

Just then, the detoxifying soup arrived, and Fang Yan told Wang Huiyuan:
"Just drink it, then we can talk about other things."

Wang Huiyuan obediently took the bowl.

The sensation in her feet made her hands tremble involuntarily, but in the end, Zhang Li took the food and fed it to her mouth.

Wang Huiyuan gulped down her drink; she had just taken a nap, and her mouth was indeed a bit dry.

After drinking it, she exhaled and said, "I feel much better, and I'm not panicking anymore."

At this moment, Fang Yan was still performing acupuncture. He asked Wang Huiyuan:
"Can you feel the tightness in your stomach subsiding now?"

Wang Huiyuan felt it for a moment, then shook her head and said:
"No, it's still tense."

Fang Yan frowned. This stagnant toxin affecting the kidneys is not easy to deal with.

His mind began to race.

Why did needling the Yongquan acupoint not relieve the tightness in the lower abdomen caused by "blood stasis and toxins invading the kidneys"?
Although Yongquan (KI1) is the well point of the Kidney Meridian, a single point is not strong enough to counteract deep-seated blood stasis. Just now, looking at her tongue, the yellow and greasy coating with purple spots indicates that the blood stasis has combined with damp heat, forming a more difficult-to-resolve "phlegm and blood stasis intertwined". Previously, Wang Huiyuan passed black stool with blood streaks, indicating that the blood stasis in the lower abdomen was not cleared, so it may be rising upwards to disturb the body.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan immediately took out another silver needle.

Tao Guangzheng was still confused as to why he was about to start acupuncture again upon seeing Fang Yan. He looked at Fang Yan with a questioning gaze, and Fang Yan said:

"When blood stasis and dampness are intertwined, dampness needs to be eliminated simultaneously."

"Although Yongquan (KI 1) is the well point of the Kidney Meridian, the power of a single point to expel toxins is limited. I plan to use the purging method and add needling of Sanyinjiao (SP 6) of the Foot Taiyin Spleen Meridian to strengthen the spleen and resolve dampness, cut off the source of damp heat, soothe the liver and benefit the kidneys, help Yongquan to draw toxins downwards, and rotate it in sync with Yongquan to form an 'upper and lower toxin-drawing pathway'."

"In addition, we use the tonifying method to add needling to the Guanyuan acupoint on the Ren meridian to warm and tonify the lower abdomen, relieve the tightness in the lower abdomen, and at the same time protect the kidney qi and prevent excessive detoxification from damaging the body's vital energy. This forms a balance between tonification and detoxification with the purging method at the Yongquan acupoint."

As they spoke, Fang Yan began inserting the needle, making a continuous hissing sound. It was only then that Tao Guangzheng realized that the silver needle in Fang Yan's hand was very different from the ordinary silver needle with a dragon handle; this one had a jade handle.

Just as he was about to ask Fang Yan what the silver needles were, Wang Huiyuan suddenly hummed in agreement, her brows relaxing slightly: "The inside of my calf... it feels like a tendon has been straightened." Before she finished speaking, Fang Yan had already said to her:
"Pay attention to your breathing, don't be nervous."

"Follow this heat and go down."

The thumb presses against the handle of the Yongquan acupoint, creating a subtle resonance with the silver needle at the Sanyinjiao acupoint. The needle tail of the Yongquan acupoint rotates rapidly clockwise, bringing a downward sinking force; while the needle tail of the Sanyinjiao acupoint rotates slowly counterclockwise, like a hand gently carrying the stagnant toxins to the sole of the foot.

The silver needle at the Guanyuan acupoint remained as steady as a rock, its tip only trembling slightly with Wang Huiyuan's breathing, guarding the lower body's strength.

A moment later, Wang Huiyuan suddenly curled her toes, and the cold sweat on the soles of her feet became sticky, seeping out through the needle hole and leaving two light brown dots on the bed sheet.

"It felt like I was stepping on ice, and when the ice melted, it burrowed into the ground." Her voice was filled with surprise, and her hand unconsciously went to her lower abdomen. "And the tightness in my stomach felt like gas was slowly dissipating."

"Very good!" Fang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully he had many tricks up his sleeve.

After inserting the needle, Fang Yan said to Wang Huiyuan:
"Stick your tongue out now so I can see it."

Wang Huiyuan obediently stuck out her tongue, and Tao Guangzheng also came over. He was even more nervous than Fang Yan. Soon he saw that the yellow coating on the base of Wang Huiyuan's tongue had faded a bit, and the purplish-black bruises looked like ink stains washed away by water, with the edges gradually becoming blurred.

He took the pulse again, and after a while, he felt a smoothness within the heaviness. The pulse at the cun position was no longer weak and superficial, but had become more resilient.

They're also taking a prick of the pulse here.

He also came to the following conclusion:

"The Guanyuan acupoint protects the kidney qi."

After working hard for half a day, we finally moved it back. Fang Yan had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but he didn't stop.

He said, "Blood stasis is afraid of heat, and the warming and tonifying effect of Guanyuan can force it to run to Yongquan."

He intensified the twisting motion of the Yongquan acupoint, and the silver needle made a low "humming" sound. Wang Huiyuan trembled slightly, and the sweat on the soles of her feet increased instantly, this time even carrying a hint of rust.

"What's that smell?!" Zhang Li frowned.

Without much explanation, he said:
"Normal reaction."

Zhang Li nodded, glanced at her mother, and noticed that her complexion had indeed improved a lot.

This ordeal had completely dispelled her sleepiness, and she obediently watched Fang Yan perform the acupuncture.

Seeing that her mother's feet were sweating profusely, she took out a handkerchief to wipe them for her.

Just as Zhang Li was about to make a move, Fang Yan stopped her, saying, "Don't move. This is a sign of the poison leaking out. Don't disturb the acupuncture points."

Zhang Li awkwardly withdrew her hand. Fang Yan was only two years older than her, but he was in charge of everything on site. His mother's life and death were in his hands. They were both young, but the gap between them felt too big.

When Fang Yan came back last year, her mother mentioned Fang Yan to her, hoping that the two young people could get to know each other. At that time, she looked down on the young man who had just retired due to illness and still needed her mother to arrange a job for him.

I feel like I'm no longer good enough for them.

Moreover, she had met Zhu Lin, Fang Yan's wife, and she was much prettier than Fang Yan.

For a moment, Zhang Li felt somewhat disheartened.

Fang Yan had no idea what Zhang Li was thinking; he was focused on the acupuncture.

Wang Huiyuan's lower abdomen rose and fell slightly, and Fang Yan asked her:
"Where does that feeling of energy in my stomach go now?"

“Up… it should be down!” Wang Huiyuan looked down and said, “It feels like I need to go to the toilet.”

"That's it!" Fang Yan's eyes lit up:
"The stagnant toxins travel along the kidney meridian to the bladder, and they are to be expelled through the urinary tract."

Tao Guangzheng nodded in agreement; now the dialect problem was solved.

After about ten minutes of needle insertion, Wang Huiyuan couldn't hold it in any longer.

Fang Yan quickly and slowly removed the needles. After the last silver needle was pulled out of the Guanyuan acupoint, all the needles were removed.

Wang Huiyuan touched her stomach and felt it was a little hot.

The dialect explanation is as follows:
"This is a sign that your kidney energy is being stabilized. It's nothing to worry about."

Wang Huiyuan nodded and was about to get up when she suddenly felt a warm current flowing down from her lower abdomen. She felt an overwhelming urge to urinate and couldn't hold it in any longer, so she quickly asked Zhang Li to help her to the toilet.

When the mother and daughter went to the toilet, Old Zhang asked Fang Yan:

How is she feeling now?

He said in dialect:

"There shouldn't be any problems for now. If nothing unexpected happens, this urine should expel a lot of toxins, and the color should be very dark."

Old Zhang nodded with some skepticism. Now he realized that the dialect probably made the symptoms sound less serious, but he actually felt that some of the situations were quite dangerous.

But he didn't dare ask.

After all, even if he told him in the local dialect, he couldn't help much, and it would only frighten his daughter and wife.

Old Zhang felt quite lost himself.

He sat on the edge of the bed and waited. After a while, Zhang Li returned with Wang Huiyuan.

Old Zhang hurriedly asked:

"How is it? Is your urine very dark?"

When Wang Huiyuan returned, she had a relaxed blush on her face. She sat down and said:

"I urinated quite a lot, and the color was as dark as strong tea. After urinating, the tightness in my stomach was gone, and I felt as light as if a burden had been lifted."

Old Zhang was somewhat surprised to hear Wang Huiyuan's words.

That dialect really hit the nail on the head!
Fang Yan asked Wang Huiyuan to stick out her tongue again. At this point, most of the yellow coating on the root of her tongue had faded, leaving only a few light spots, and the purplish-black ecchymosis was so faint that it was almost invisible.

“This is what it truly means to penetrate.” He smiled at Tao Guangzheng. “Relying solely on the Yongquan acupoint is like scooping water with a ladle; only by adding the Sanyinjiao and Guanyuan acupoints can the ditch be truly dug.”

Tao Guangzheng nodded, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yan said to Wang Huiyuan:
"Alright, now you can continue to lie down and rest."

He glanced at his watch; he'd been fiddling with it for over an hour.

I can only sleep for a maximum of two more hours before dawn.

Fang Yan packed up the Heavenly Craft Needle and prepared to go out to sleep.

Today's ordeal was really exhausting.

Tao Guang, stroking his chin, stared at the jade-handled silver needle that Fang Yan had put away and asked:
"Is this needle more effective at clearing the meridians than a regular silver needle? I noticed that when you manipulated the needle, Comrade Wang's blood and qi reacted twice as fast as usual."

"Do you know about the Hua family's Tiangong needles from Suzhou?" Fang Yan asked Tao Guangzheng, wiping the needle.

Tao Guangzheng was somewhat bewildered; it was obvious he didn't know.

He said:
"I don't know much about acupuncture."

Fang Yan suddenly realized and explained:

"To put it simply, these are silver needles that are slightly better than regular silver needles."

Tao Guangzheng nodded thoughtfully.

He noticed that Fang Yan's bag contained two different boxes, but he didn't know what they were.

However, he knew that Fang Yan was absolutely a polymath.

If it weren't for Fangyan's help tonight, dealing with this problem probably wouldn't have been so easy.

After finishing tidying up, Fang Yan went to bed.

He assumed a sleeping posture reminiscent of Chen Tuan's sleeping technique and quickly entered a deep sleep.

Tao Guangzheng looked at Fang Yan's sleeping posture with a curious expression, feeling that it must be some kind of kung fu. This young director is really no ordinary person.

With that thought in mind, he quickly ran over to keep an eye on Wang Huiyuan, making sure she didn't cause any more trouble.

When Fang Yan woke up again, the morning light had already crept into the room and shone on his face. He leaned back on the sofa, yawned, and the weariness in his eyes eased slightly.

Although Chen Tuan's sleeping technique effectively restored his energy, the duration was still too short.

Fang Yan glanced at his watch, went to the window and looked outside, just in time to see Sophia already driving her car to the door.

Fang Yan stood up and said to Tao Guangzheng, who was in the bedroom:

"Comrade Guangzheng!"

Tao Guangzheng was taken aback, surprised:

"Director Fang, you woke up so quickly?"

He glanced at his watch; it was only a little past 5:50.

"Why don't you take a little more sleep?" Old Zhang said to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan shook his head and said:
"I'm not going to sleep anymore. The car that's picking me up is here. I have something to discuss at the research institute today. If you need anything, call my research institute. I'll leave you two phone numbers. If I'm not here, call my home."

After saying that, he added:

"By the way, give me a call when Mr. Tao arrives, and I'll come over as soon as possible!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded.

Fang Yan thought for a moment and then added:
"Comrade Guangzheng, let's not give you that extra dose of medicine for now. Let's wait until your father arrives."

Tao Guangzheng was taken aback, then he realized what he meant and nodded:
"Okay, it's up to you."

After speaking in his dialect and waving goodbye, he quickly headed downstairs.

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

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