Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 847 Ding Pei's Strange Dream, First Attempt at the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
"Where is your headache mainly located?" Fang Yan asked Ding Pei.

Ding Pei pointed to her head:
"Tempers and back of the head."

Fang Yan took out his medical case notes and asked:

"Is it a throbbing pain, like it's following your pulse, or is it a sharp, intense pain?"

Ding Pei said:

"The pain was so intense that I couldn't open my eyes, and I felt nauseous. My saliva turned salty and kept increasing until I started vomiting."

Fang Yan wrote down everything Ding Pei said, and then asked:

"When does the pain occur? Is it at a fixed time, or is there no fixed time?"

Ding Pei said:

"There's no fixed time; I can come whenever I want."

Fang Yan nodded, then asked:
Are you taking Western medicine?

Ding Pei said:

"I've tried everything: Chinese medicine, Western medicine, burning paper money and drinking talisman water, and chanting scriptures."

After saying that, she took two things out of her pocket:

"Look, I still have the talisman I got from the temple and the painkillers I got from the hospital on me."

Fang Yan was speechless. He knew that in her previous life, Ding Pei began to practice vegetarianism and chant Buddhist scriptures in her later years, dedicating herself to spiritual practice and charity.

I never expected her to have this bias now.

The talisman paper was packaged in a sandalwood tube, slightly thicker than a cigarette, and was engraved with some Taoist scriptures.

“Don’t give me the talisman, let me see the Western medicine,” Fang Yan said to Ding Pei.

Ding Pei carefully put away the talisman and then handed the Western medicine to Fang Yan.

"Somiton..." Fang Yan took it and saw that the packaging was entirely in English.

There are also counterfeit versions of this product in China.

Yes, the kind without intellectual property rights.

Ding Pei asked in dialect:

"What's wrong with this?"

He said in dialect:

"Of course there are problems. It states that it may cause vomiting, rash, fever, excessive sweating, and stomatitis. In rare cases, it may cause neutropenia, aplastic anemia, exudative erythema, and exfoliative dermatitis. Long-term use may lead to dependence and irritate the gastric mucosa, potentially causing gastric bleeding. In addition, it is contraindicated in patients with severe liver or kidney dysfunction or those allergic to this product. Pregnant and breastfeeding women should use it with caution..."

Ding Pei was somewhat surprised. She took it and saw that it really was written.

"I always listen to the doctor when I get my medicine; I don't have the habit of looking at the medicine box."

Then she paused, and said:

"Oh dear, something's still not right. I vomited before I ate this too?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan asked Ding Pei:

Do you have any other symptoms besides vomiting?

Ding Pei tilted her head and thought for a moment, then asked uncertainly:

Does dreaming count?

"Dreaming?" Fang Yan was taken aback.

Miao Kexiu, standing to the side, also asked in surprise:

"We all dream, what's so strange about that?"

Ding Pei said somewhat shyly:

"Oh dear, I didn't tell you..."

“My dreams are different; they’re the strange and bizarre kind.”

Miao Kexiu suddenly realized and asked:
"illusion?"

Ding Pei blushed, glanced at Fang Yan beside her, and seeing that the other's expression hadn't changed at all, she said shyly:

"It wasn't all wet dreams... Anyway, they were all weird and different from dreams I had under normal circumstances."

“So what if dreams are different?” Miao Kexiu said, looking completely bewildered.

Ding Pei said:

"The main problem is that I usually get headaches after having these kinds of dreams."

After saying that, she shook her head again:
"Actually, I don't know if there's any connection."

“I stayed at a temple for a while before and nothing happened, but this kind of thing happens soon after I get home.”

Miao Kexiu asked:

"Is there a problem with the feng shui of your house?"

Fang Yan was actually thinking, "Is there something in her house?"

For example, hallucinogenic plants.

Ding Pei stated firmly:
"No, I've had someone look at it, and the 'home' I'm talking about includes several houses in different locations."

Well, rich women really do have a different perspective.

Fang Yan nodded, indicating that Miao Kexiu should ask the question herself.

He said:
"Then...besides dreaming, are there any other possibilities?"

Ding Pei thought for a moment and said:

"Yes! Lately, when I wake up in the middle of the night, I sometimes hear sounds that don't actually exist."

"Hallucinations?" Fang Yan asked.

Ding Pei said uncertainly:

"I don't know if it counts as auditory hallucination."

She spoke to the dialect:

“Sometimes it feels like someone is talking behind my back, and sometimes when I’m asleep it feels like someone is breathing in my ear. I asked my husband to stay with me, but it still happens. We even went to a master to exorcise the evil spirits, but it didn’t work.”

"Did you go to the temple?" Fang Yan asked.

Ding Pei nodded:
“I went, and I’m not afraid to admit it, but I was really scared. But even going to the temple didn’t help. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come back to you for treatment.”

Fang Yan nodded without saying much. He felt it was probably a tension headache, which, according to Traditional Chinese Medicine, is a headache caused by insufficient vital energy.

Fang Yan said to her:
"Stick your tongue out so I can see it."

Ding Pei obediently stuck out her tongue, and Fang Yan looked at it and found that her tongue was pale and her tongue coating was thin.

Then he nodded, saying the color was normal.

There are only slight teeth marks on the sides of the tongue.

He then said to Ding Pei:

"Hmm... Hold out your hand so I can take your pulse."

Ding Pei obediently extended her hand. Fang Yan's pulse-taking took a while, so she asked him:

"Dr. Fang, do you think I might have been cursed by someone?"

“This is an area where I have no knowledge,” Fang Yan replied.

Ding Pei exclaimed in surprise:
"You don't know this? But Chinese medicine practitioners in Hong Kong all know it! They can charge several thousand for a single expensive session."

"Really?" Fang Yan was also somewhat surprised.

Ding Pei said:

"Of course, some of them also work part-time looking after ancestral graves and houses, fortune telling, face reading, and exorcising evil spirits and warding off misfortune."

Miao Kexiu also said:
"Yes, last year during the Chinese New Year I asked a master to help me resolve a problem, and he charged me several thousand yuan."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan laughed and said:

"Then I'll look into it when I'm short of money."

Miao Kexiu said:

"Haha, you're joking. Working with Boss Hu, you'll definitely never lack money."

Ding Pei also asked curiously:

"No, you're a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, you really don't know these things?"

Fang Yan looked surprised. "Is the TCM business in Hong Kong really that extensive now?"
He's practically a collection of Taoist priests!

He shook his head:

"will not."

Ding Pei asked curiously:
"So you're saying that...those people in Hong Kong are all liars?"

Fang Yan shook his head:
"I don't know either, its existence is its own justification."

Ding Pei thought for a moment and nodded:

"Yes, people in the mainland don't believe in ghosts and gods."

After the Fang family finished taking Ding Pei's pulse, they confirmed that Ding Pei's pulse was weak and thready.

Based on preliminary assessment, this is likely a headache caused by qi deficiency.

It means there is a lack of positive energy or yang energy.

After writing down his conclusion, Fang Yan suddenly remembered a similar situation in "The Thirteen Needles of Ghosts," so he added another question:
"You haven't had any head injuries, have you? Like being hit or bumped in the head?"

“No.” Ding Pei shook her head.

Then Fang Yan asked again:
"What about your diet and bowel movements? For example, are you on any diets or anything like that?"

Ding Pei proudly stated:
"Eating and going to the toilet are normal. You just saw me, I ate a big bowl."

“I’m different from Ke Xiu. I don’t rely on starvation, I rely on exercise.”

“Can’t I exercise too?” Miao Kexiu argued.

Ding Pei laughed loudly:

"Haha, okay, okay, I was wrong..."

Suddenly her smile vanished, and she covered her forehead:
"hiss……"

Miao Kexiu asked:

"what happened?"

Ding Pei said:

"Again...again!"

"Ouch...it hurts so much," she gasped.

Fang Yan thought for a moment and said to her:
"How about I give you a few acupuncture needles to try?"

Upon hearing that Fang Yan was going to give her acupuncture, Ding Pei immediately nodded and said:

"Yes, Dr. Fang, please hurry!"

Fang Yan took out his silver needles and came to Ding Pei's side.

Tell her not to move, then Fang Yan focused his mind and calmed himself. A flash of silver light appeared between his fingers, and the silver needle was already inserted diagonally into Ding Pei's philtrum, also known as the Ghost Palace.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the needle tip pierced diagonally upwards three-tenths of an inch, precisely the starting stance of the flat-top method.

As the needle trembled, Ding Pei suddenly felt a gentle breeze brush against her forehead, and her previously tense temples relaxed slightly.

“It works!” Ding Pei couldn’t help but say.

Fang Yan's expression turned serious as he said:

"Don't talk."

"Shao Shang pierces the Ghost's Faith." Fang Yan silently recited the incantation in his mind, and the second needle was inserted straight into Ding Pei's right hand Shao Shang acupoint.

As the silver needle pierced her flesh, Miao Kexiu clearly saw the needle tip tremble three times, like a bird's beak lightly touching the surface of water.

Fang Yan's technique was exactly the trembling tonification and purgation method that Chu Qiaonan had demonstrated.

Just then, Ding Pei suddenly exclaimed softly, "Ah!"

Then she said:
"There was water on the back of my head, and it got in!"

Fang Yan was taken aback, his hand paused, and he thought, "Is there water on the back of my head?" What's going on?
PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 61000 words.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow.

Lao Feng bought a new keyboard that emits blue light and is now diligently typing away...

(End of this chapter)