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Chapter 395 A bewildered Huang Xiangning: You're using acupuncture on a tumor? What are you crying about when the King of Hell is knocking on your door?! [Seeking monthly votes]

"That's a very standard Tang suture technique, Xiao Ning, you taught well."

Just at this time.

Qiu Yinghe sighed.

After all, she, as a gynecologist, has a formal clinical background, unlike her husband, Shen Xuanqin, who is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and basically doesn't know how to perform surgery, let alone this suturing method.

"Uh... I, I said I only demonstrated it once, Mom, would you believe me??"

Huang Xiangning experienced brain atrophy immediately after witnessing Zhang Lingchuan using the Tang suture technique.

Because the Tang suture method is actually an innovative technique based on a wealth of experience.

But Huang Xiangning never expected that Xiaochuan would know this kind of suturing method.

But she only demonstrated it once.

This is too outrageous! !

"Once? How could he possibly be taught in just one time? That's impossible!"

Shen Changming was stunned.

My wife studied it for a long time back then!

The key point is that his senior colleague was Professor Tang Jinbo, the originator of the Tang suture method.

"You still dare to talk! You said you didn't teach him the six basic surgical skills! How come he's so good at them? And his suturing is so good, did you teach him the Tang suture technique?!"

Huang Xiangning inquired.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Shen Changming!

"???"

Shen Changming's eyes widened immediately!

"Yes or no!!"

Huang Xiangning looked at Lao Shen with a serious expression.

That's so strange. She only demonstrated it once. The Tang suture method is very difficult to do well!

But now the other party's level feels like it has reached the level of many experts I have seen. Although there are still some differences between them and her, they are already considered very impressive in China.

"Why are you coming to me? Don't you know what my Tang suture technique looks like? I only know the basics! And I haven't even taught it!"

Shen Changming said with a helpless expression.

His wife is currently a top expert in the Tang suture technique, and he, as her husband, has also studied it to some extent.

Actually, it's not difficult to learn.

But the real challenge is making it well.

The Tang suture method used by Ogawa is now far ahead of his.

"Oh??"

Old Shen noticed that his family was looking at him more and more strangely.

Meanwhile, Zhang Lingchuan at the county hospital had almost finished moving bricks.

"Gulu——"

Song Min's mind went blank for a moment.

She examined it closely and confirmed that it was indeed the Tang stitching method. The edges were perfectly aligned and extremely secure. Song Min couldn't find a single flaw in it.

"Okay, done."

Not long after, Zhang Lingchuan took off his microscope glasses.

[Fragment 2 Surgery Mission: Current progress 7/10.]

The time is 4:30 pm.

"Director Song, what's going on? How could you finish stitching up the person and then give an intern to reattach the severed finger?! You've really gone mad!"

They are placed outside the observation room.

The deputy director of general surgery rushed over in a flurry.

Hearing that it wasn't Song Min who did it, but an intern, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

After all, hand surgery is a very delicate procedure; if the sutures are not done properly, the entire procedure can be ruined.

The other party actually gave this kind of surgery to an intern; they must have had a death wish.

Even if Zhang Lingchuan is a genius in the emergency department and also has some gynecological skills, it's not his place to do delicate work like this.

The other general surgeons nodded frantically in their hearts upon hearing this.

"Director Yang, why don't you take a look and see how the results are?"

Song Min can understand.

After all, this matter is indeed somewhat exaggerated.

But now that things are over, we can take a closer look at how well it went.

"What can an intern do? I heard they even used some kind of Tang technique for suturing. There aren't many people in the entire Lingnan region who are proficient in that. I hope we don't have to redo it!"

Finger replantation is a delicate technical procedure.

Those who can perform the Tang method are top talents in the entire field of hand surgery in Lingnan, and are sought after by other hospitals, since their excellent rate can be as high as 85%, while the normal rate is only 60% or 70%.

As for your question about why other doctors don't learn the Tang suture technique...

It can only be said that a person's energy is limited.

There are various suturing methods for tendon repair, and some doctors, once they have mastered one method, do not have the energy to learn a new one.

"Then Director Yang, you'd better take a good look and see if we need to redo it."

Speaking from outside the door can be interpreted as Director Yang being worried about the patients.

But Song Min was a little annoyed that Director Yang was still so unforgiving in the observation room where the patient and his family were.

If it weren't for them, the survival rate of your finger would have dropped drastically by the time someone like you who can perform the surgery arrived!
"You're the patient with the injured finger, right?!"

After entering the observation room, Director Yang went directly to the injured young man.

"it's me."

The young man nodded.

He only injured his finger; otherwise, he's in pretty good shape.

"Doctor, I think this doctor stitched it up pretty well, right? Look at this scar on my hand, it looks like a centipede! But look at Brother Li's hand, look how neatly the tiny threads are stitched!"

The young man's good friend was standing nearby.

When the doctor said to redo it, I immediately showed him a scar on my hand.

"A good suture is useless. Replantation of a severed finger is never about the appearance of the sutures, but about the internal condition and the subsequent recovery of various functions. A hand that is only good in appearance is most likely to become useless!"

Director Yang said it casually.

The general surgeon was nodding frantically.

There are strict scoring standards for reattaching severed fingers.

This typically includes assessments of joint mobility, sensory recovery, blood circulation, the appearance of the replanted finger, and activities of daily living.

The assessment of joint mobility adopts the standards set by the International Federation for Hand Surgery. The total flexion and extension range of the fingers is divided into four levels: excellent, good, poor, and very poor by calculating the difference between total flexion and total extension range (TAM).

The superior grade is TAM200°-260°, which is equivalent to 75%-100% of the normal grade.

The good grade is TAM130°-200°, which is equivalent to 50%-75% of the normal grade.

The difference is TAM100°-130°, which is equivalent to 40%-50% of the normal range.

The inferior grade is TAM < 100°, which is equivalent to 40% of the normal grade.

The assessment of recovery level also has four levels, just like above.

A return to normal two-point discrimination ability in a single nerve innervation area is considered excellent.

A good outcome is characterized by the restoration of superficial pain and touch sensation in a single nerve innervation area, and the disappearance of hypersensitivity.

The recovery of superficial pain and touch sensation in a single nerve innervation area is poor.

A lack of sensation or a single nerve innervation area with only deep pain sensation in the skin is considered inferior.

The assessment of blood circulation is relatively easy to understand, mainly based on indicators such as skin color and temperature.

If the skin color and temperature are normal, no special protection is required.

The color is slightly inferior, the temperature is slightly lower, and it is best if you are sensitive to cold.

Pale skin, significantly low body temperature, and extreme sensitivity to cold are considered poor.

A dull complexion, and the reluctance to expose one's skin in cold weather, is considered a sign of inferiority.

……

Therefore, getting a severed finger set by a good doctor is completely different from getting it set by a bad doctor.

For example, he can almost consistently achieve a grade of "good" or above.

"Oh! It's that serious! This, this... Doctor, please take a look at my brother!"

The two of them felt a sudden tightness in their chests!
"what!!"

The next moment, Director Yang froze on the spot.

Putting aside the suturing, the most crucial point is that this patient's skin color is normal, the temperature is normal when he touches it lightly, and he even has sensation. The replanted finger has no rotation or non-functional angular deformity, and its shape is full with a shortening of no more than 1cm!

"This is impossible..."

Director Yang's words are utterly incomprehensible!
Excellent!
An intern did this? No way!!
Keep in mind that Song Min is only a "good" grade!

"Director, what happened? Our Brother Li's hand is ruined!!"

The two henchmen's expressions were quite explosive at that moment.

"Wait a minute! Can you move your hand right now? Move it around a bit!"

Director Yang said.

"You're already moving it after it's just been sewn up??"

The two young men accompanying them were dumbfounded.

"Ah."

The injured young man nodded, then moved his injured hand.

Try gripping it loosely with your fingers.

Director Yang continued.

"Pinch with your fingertips!"

"Side pinch!!"

Director Yang is talking, and the patient is doing it!
If someone were to observe Director Yang's eyes, they would notice that his pupils are currently undergoing an earthquake!
Song Min couldn't contain her excitement, because being able to move her hand after surgery meant that the tendons were fine, and the fact that the other person could perform these movements meant that the hand function had recovered well.

"Doctor! How is my brother? Is the stitches done yet? Will his hand be ruined?"

The two asked in a hurry.

"It's definitely not going to be a waste; from what we've seen so far, it's an excellent surgery."

Although I really didn't want to admit it, after testing, it was indeed flawless and even performed slightly better than me.

"hiss--"

The next instant, the general surgeons gasped in shock.

Surprisingly, Director Yang, who had come looking for trouble with a fierce attitude, ended up praising it.

That's awesome!!
That's how surgery works: if you're the best, you're the boss!
It's almost impossible for someone to do something perfectly well and then openly criticize it.

Even if it were explained, with so many experts in the hospital, everyone could easily understand it at a glance.

The only thing we can do is work twice as hard to do a better job next time.

This is under the condition that the difference is not significant.

If the difference is significant, then all we can say is "Mr./Ms. X".

What can you do if you can't compete?

"Can it be restored to its original state? At least 80% or more, right?!"

Upon hearing that this was an excellent surgery, the two young men accompanying him immediately asked questions.

"It's almost certain that it will be about the same as before the finger was cut off."

Director Yang took a closer look.

It is certain that the hand function will recover to more than 80% of its previous level, and it will most likely be very close to the level before the injury.

"Great!"

The two of them were so excited.

"Haha, that's really good! By the way, Director Song, your intern is amazing! Where is she now? I'd like to meet her!"

Director Yang's full name is Yang Shi.

He laughed and nodded.

If we're talking about this surgery, it should be the best one Qingxian Hospital has ever performed.

However, Yang Shi's smile didn't last long before he felt a little awkward.

Damn it, what are you laughing at? I didn't even make this myself.

When I first came in, I scolded Director Song Min and this intern named Zhang Lingchuan. Of course, I didn't scold them to their faces, but I must have offended them.

The new generation surpasses the old.

They, the older generation, have already died on the beach.

Yang Shi just couldn't understand why this veterinarian would learn the Tang suture technique.
What kind of veterinarian has such a high-class attitude?!

At that moment, Zhang Lingchuan, who was moving bricks in the ward, was unaware that his surgery had become the most successful surgery performed in the county hospital.

But think about it carefully.

He possesses expert-level skills at this moment.

Normally, a skill progresses from beginner to intermediate level, then to professional level, and finally to expert level.

Reaching the professional level already makes one a solid pillar in the industry.

In a county town, it is indeed possible to reach the top level of an expert.

Imagine how many experts and bigwigs a county town has!

At the very least, you should go to a prefecture-level city hospital.

"He was cleaning and dressing people in the emergency room, and he seemed to have inexhaustible energy. He still has two appendectomies to perform this evening... The worst part is that he wanted me to find patients. What kind of nonsense is this?!"

Song Min was naturally very happy to hear the director praise Lingchuan.

He said this with a hint of helplessness.

Seriously, the other person put all their energy into the surgery.

She felt exhausted from following along, but Xiao Chuan was the main surgeon throughout the entire process.

"You went to clean the wound? Come on, let's go take a look!"

Yang Shi is now very interested in Zhang Lingchuan.

the other side.

"Mr. Zhang, this elderly patient's sores are not easy to treat. Because of the long-term dressing changes, they have become completely festering. Every time the doctor helps to change the dressings, it is extremely painful. Are you sure you want to perform debridement on the patient in bed 27?"

Some patients who are bedridden for a long time also need wound cleaning and dressing changes in the hospital.

When Mr. Zhang asked if there were any other patients who needed help, Li Yingying referred them to this patient.

"fine."

Zhang Lingchuan went to bed 27.

He quickly began his operation.

"This……"

The other party's children stared wide-eyed.

Because when my dad came before, he always complained of pain.

Each time I changed the dressing, it felt like I was being tortured.

But now her expression was full of confusion; why wasn't her father crying out in pain anymore?

"Doctor, did you use anesthesia this time?"

The other party couldn't help but ask.

"No, who uses anesthesia when changing dressings? But today, Dr. Xiaochuan will be cleaning and changing your dressings. He's a very skilled emergency room doctor, and his wound cleaning and dressing changes are top-notch!"

All I saw was Li Yingying introducing herself.

"That's great, little doctor. Could you come and change my dressing every time next time?"

The old man was lying in bed.

My entire back is covered in sores.

But he could still speak, and the young man did feel very comfortable after the dressing was changed.

At least it doesn't hurt as much as before.

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely come next time I have the chance."

Zhang Lingchuan nodded.

He's working hard to complete tasks here today.

[Fragment 2 Surgery Mission: Current Progress: 7/10.]

[Fragment 3 Enhancement Quest: Reviewing the Old to Learn the New... Current Quest Progress: 14/20.]

Pity.

There are no people who need a tracheotomy now, and only two cases of appendicitis.

If only it were in Northeast China.

At least getting him to complete the task shouldn't be a problem.

The sources of infection in county towns are indeed limited.

Done.

The task progress has changed to 15/20.

"Teacher Song, have we received another new patient?"

Zhang Lingchuan saw Song Min as soon as he stepped out the door.

He asked, somewhat excitedly.

Just one more surgery and I can finish my mission. "Xiao Chuan, you've done seven surgeries today, over a dozen of these suturing and debridement procedures, and you're still not tired?"

Song Min was convinced.

"After all, we should do as much as we can, right? Are you sure, Teacher Song?"

Zhang Lingchuan asked.

"Not for now. I've gathered all the appendicitis cases from the surrounding township hospitals for you... Oh, by the way, let me introduce you to Director Yang Shi, the deputy director of the general surgery department."

Song Min introduced the deputy director of the general surgery department.

"Hello, Director Yang~"

Zhang Lingchuan greeted Director Yang Shi.

"Not bad, Xiaochuan, your skill level is too high. I saw your finger reattachment surgery."

Yang Shi gave a thumbs up.

"Director Yang, do you still perform this type of surgery?"

Zhang Lingchuan asked a question.

"???"

Yang Shi had considered countless possible answers from Zhang Lingchuan, but he never expected Zhang Lingchuan to say something like that in the end, leaving him completely bewildered.

"There's nothing I can do about it; it's a task assigned by Professor Huang Xiangning. So, sometimes experts can be quite eccentric."

Song Min shrugged.

“Strict teachers produce outstanding students… No wonder she knows the Tang suture technique at such a young age. If I remember correctly, your teacher, Professor Huang Xiangning, is also a top expert in finger reattachment and reconstruction, and is the junior sister of Professor Tang Jinbo, the originator of the Tang suture technique.”

Although Yang Shi is the deputy director of general surgery.

But in reality, I've been doing hand surgery all these years.

Therefore, strictly speaking, he can be considered an expert in hand surgery.

If a hand surgeon doesn't even know Professor Tang Jinbo, then he's really wasting his life.

It's like learning Chinese without knowing Li Bai and Du Fu, or learning math without knowing the multiplication table.

"Professor Huang is Professor Tang Jinbo's junior classmate???"

Zhang Lingchuan's expression showed an unprecedented look of disbelief.

Good guy.

"Don't you know? I bet your teacher doesn't mention these things to you, but the kind of surgery you're talking about, Xiao Chuan, definitely doesn't exist. Hand surgery isn't something you do every day; it's rather mysterious!"

Director Yang replied.

"Xiao Chuan, why don't we go back and eat first, and then come back to do the remaining two appendectomies? The earliest we can get here is six o'clock."

After Song Min's persuasion.

Zhang Lingchuan arrived at Song Min's house and also met the doctor named Baokang.

After finishing my meal, I rushed to the hospital at six o'clock.

The surgery began immediately upon arrival at the hospital.

The eighth appendectomy was completed in a little over half an hour.

At seven o'clock, another patient with appendicitis arrived.

It was almost eight o'clock when I finished.

"Teacher Zhang, you worked so hard today... Why don't you go home and rest?"

Song Wanqing didn't know what to say; she really thought Teacher Zhang was too amazing today.

"Sigh... Since I'm here, I'll do my best and do as much as I can."

Zhang Lingchuan smiled.

They were also looking in the direction of the hospital entrance.

This wave is really going to be tough to handle.

Is the mission really going to fail?

"Xiao Chuan, there shouldn't be any more patients, and no more need for tracheotomies, but completing nine surgeries and so much debridement and suturing today is really amazing! Really!"

Song Min put down the phone.

She contacted nearby hospitals to inquire if anyone was still alive.

The result was that they no longer had the patients they needed.

"That's really impressive. If we could gather ten surgeries, that would be even more impressive."

Zhang Lingchuan gave a bitter smile.

"Doctor...Doctor!!"

Just then, a shout came from outside.

He was a man with a loud voice.

The other person was holding a section of their little finger.

"What's wrong!"

Song Min immediately asked.

"My wife just cut her hand on that steel pipe chair at home! A section of it broke off! Do you know if there's any way to set it back?!"

The man said.

"I can handle it! I'll take it!!"

As the saying goes, "Heaven helps those who help themselves," and Zhang Lingchuan immediately began his tenth surgery.

"This……"

Song Min dragged her exhausted body into the operating room.

Damn it, I'm never letting Ogawa come here again!

This day almost shortened my life; I was busy from morning till night without a moment's rest!
Eight forty.

[Congratulations, host, for successfully completing the "Surgery Expertise" task and activating the second fragment.]

at last.

He has completed his ten surgeries.

That night, Zhang Lingchuan rode his electric scooter home by himself.

After arriving home, I slept soundly until noon the next day.

Song Min slept soundly that night and even took the day off the next day.

My bones are about to fall apart.

"Son, aren't you going to eat breakfast or lunch? Get up and eat lunch!"

At that moment, Comrade Xu Xiaoying shouted.

"Okay, okay~"

Zhang Lingchuan got out of bed in a daze.

Then I went downstairs to have breakfast.

"Son, you're also a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine, what do you think of acupuncture?"

At that moment, Comrade Xu Xiaoying asked Zhang Lingchuan.

"Acupuncture? Why are you suddenly asking about this, Mom?"

Zhang Lingchuan looked a little puzzled.

"No, I was just asking. Your sister-in-law often has a traditional Chinese medicine therapist come to her house, and she wants me to come and get acupuncture, saying it can relieve muscle soreness. Son, do you know how to do it?"

It turns out that the woman next door had an extra room.

In addition, the other person is quite obese and has a dowager's hump.

As a result, she became good friends with a traditional Chinese medicine therapist.

The other party often comes to their Dagou Village for physiotherapy.

People who feel uncomfortable can go and take a look; the other party may offer a discount or something similar.

A while ago, Xu Xiaoying said that her shoulder was a little uncomfortable, and her sister-in-law said that a traditional Chinese medicine therapist would come again before the New Year, and she should go and see if she could.

The other party is very powerful.

"I don't know how, but acupuncture does relieve muscle soreness under normal circumstances, right?"

Zhang Lingchuan replied.

Acupuncture does have some effect.

If a qualified person comes down to provide private tutoring, Mom can go if she wants.

"Oh, I see. I'll go check it out in a bit."

Comrade Xu Xiaoying smiled.

Zhang Lingchuan continued scrolling through his phone.

Today's trending topics are quite lively; Wen Zhuqi has been arrested and is under criminal detention.

"Um???"

The next moment.

Zhang Lingchuan noticed a new trending topic.

Veterinarian Zhang saved two patients with severed fingers at Qingxian People's Hospital using the Tang suture technique.

"?"

"No, are you kidding me?"

"Holy crap, Tang suture technique! Dr. Zhang, are you going to go into hand surgery?!"

"That's amazing! Even Veterinarian Zhang can do the Tang suture technique. Who did he learn it from?"

"You probably don't know this yet... Dr. Xiao Chuan's mentor at the Provincial Hospital, Huang Xiangning, is the junior sister of Professor Tang Jinbo, the originator of the Tang suture method."

"Holy crap? What are they trying to do?! What kind of person do they want to train Zhang the veterinarian to be??"

Confused.

Seriously, everyone was completely dumbfounded.

Many people asked him if he was going to enter the field of hand surgery.

Some people even asked him where he learned the Tang suture technique.

What could he say about this? He could only shake his head helplessly.

The news travels so fast.

Not long after, Comrade Xu Xiaoying set off for her neighbor's house.

Although the two houses are very close, there is still a distance between them.

It was a village road, and on the left was Zhang Lingchuan's house. You first went into the yard and then into the house.

Walk three or five meters further to the right and you'll reach your sister-in-law's house.

In rural areas, a house is usually equipped with a yard, so you have to enter the yard first before you can see the other person's house.

However, since my sister-in-law's house is a little further ahead than my own, in short, when I come back from outside, I have to pass by my sister-in-law's house for three to five meters before I get to his house.

The two houses are separated by walls.

Zhang Lingchuan had no idea how lively her house was right now.

The physical therapist was a slightly overweight woman in her forties. She was carrying a box, wearing a white coat, and had a jade bracelet on her wrist. She looked rustic and tacky, yet with a touch of jewel-like glamour.

"The acupuncture treatment by the physiotherapist is amazing! I was diagnosed with osteosarcoma at the hospital, and they insisted that I be hospitalized for chemotherapy. Chemotherapy? Once you have that, can you even survive? I heard that traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture can cure it, but some TCM clinics refused to do it for me, afraid of getting into trouble with the hospital. But the physiotherapist did it for me, and now I feel much better. I heard that the physiotherapist came to Dagou Village today, so I specially asked my husband to drive me here!!"

In the courtyard, the woman had set up three braziers for warmth, as it was quite cold in winter. An elderly man in his sixties was describing the scene vividly.

At that moment, one of the old-age vehicles outside was driven over by his wife.

"You're right! I often get acupuncture from my therapist, as well as massages and cupping. Each time, they help expel a lot of toxins!"

"That's what an old woman with a pear-shaped figure said."

"Last time I had a cold, the physiotherapist prescribed some traditional Chinese medicine for me, and I got better in less than a week. I don't know how much it would have cost to go to the hospital!"

Then someone else started talking.

"That's how hospitals are. They make you undergo chemotherapy for every illness, exaggerating the severity as much as possible. In reality, many things can be solved with just one acupuncture needle in traditional Chinese medicine. It wasn't easy for me to learn this. We went to the provincial capital to find a master. Many people wanted to learn it, but I persevered and perfected acupuncture. My teacher is a big expert who often appears on TV! A master!"

The physical therapist's name is Jiang Cuie.

At this moment, she recounts the hardships she endured when she first learned acupuncture and other physical therapies.

"No wonder you're so skilled, physiotherapist!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine still places great emphasis on inheritance."

There were more than twenty people in the courtyard.

Everyone praised it.

“Studying is definitely difficult, but if you graduate, you can give back to society. That’s what my teacher said back then. He hoped that we would do more to benefit society after we graduated, especially for the older generation. We, the people born in the 1960s and 1970s, have really had a hard life. As we get older, we have all kinds of illnesses. The key is that our children only take us to the hospital. Sometimes, the doctors just look at a report. Anyone can read that stuff!”

Jiang Cuie continued speaking.

"is not that right!"

"Sigh...our generation is just so unlucky!"

"It's so good to have a physical therapist like you. You still remember us. Ever since you had acupuncture and cupping to detoxify me, I feel so much more energetic!"

As soon as the other party said this, everyone seemed to agree with it.

I was practically ready to give it a thumbs up.

"There's no other way. Studying medicine is all about passing on the philosophy. My teacher suggested we do this, so we have to respect him. I'm actually too busy to manage everything in the mountains. There are nine towns in our county, and I have several physiotherapy points in each town. People here want me to go, and they want me to go there. But my older sister told me the other day that she hadn't been to the county for a long time, and I thought it was true. So I made an appointment for today. After today, I have to go to the physiotherapy point in Dabao Town tomorrow!"

Jiang Cuie looked completely overwhelmed with work.

"So when I heard that Cui'e was coming, I immediately sent a message in the group, saying that anyone who needs treatment can come to my physiotherapy point, since she's only here for one day."

After receiving a massage from the therapist, my sister-in-law felt much better, so her home became her therapy spot, and the therapist would give her a free acupuncture or massage each time he came.

"He who can do it should work harder!"

"That's great! Physiotherapist, you should come out more often, otherwise I'll have to travel all the way to the countryside to find you for my leg problem. It's really tiring!"

"That's what the old man with osteosarcoma said."

He is also a member of the group.

I am extremely grateful to my physical therapist now.

“Brother Hu, you really need to rest more to recover from this illness. How about this, next time I'll try to come out a little more often and give you acupuncture once or twice a month to relieve your pain and suppress this tumor.”

Jiang Cuie said to the old man with the osteoma.

"Good good!"

Mr. Hu was very satisfied and looked at the physiotherapist with admiration.

Going to the hospital for chemotherapy is definitely not an option.

The right solution is to find a physical therapist for acupuncture to relieve symptoms and kill the tumor.

"By the way, Fourth Sister-in-law, didn't you say your shoulder was uncomfortable? How about we have the physiotherapist treat it for you?"

The elder sister-in-law looked at Xu Xiaoying.

"With so many people, should I do acupuncture last?"

Xu Xiaoying looked a little embarrassed.

This is her first time here.

I never expected so many people to come to her, and some even sought her out for medical treatment. This physical therapist's influence is truly terrifying.

"By the way, Fourth Sister-in-law, is Xiao Chuan home today? Do you know the physiotherapy therapist? Fourth Sister-in-law's son is also a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and a very skilled one at that!"

When the eldest sister-in-law looked at the fourth sister-in-law, she suddenly thought of Zhang Lingchuan, and in the next instant, she said excitedly.

"Oh? Then you can come over and chat with us!"

The physical therapist smiled.

"Alright, alright! I'll have it right away!"

"Hey Xiaochuan, this is your sister-in-law. We're out of charcoal here, could you please send some over?"

Xu Xiaoying's sister-in-law immediately called Zhang Lingchuan.

Then Zhang Lingchuan was lured over by his aunt.

But when he brought the charcoal over and walked into the aunt's yard, the sight before him made his scalp tingle.

There were yellow and red labels in the yard.

This so-called physical therapist is giving acupuncture to an old man with a red tag!

After Zhang Lingchuan scanned it up close.

His jaw didn't even drop to the ground.

Damn it!
This old man has osteosarcoma, and the physiotherapist's needles are piercing the area of ​​the osteosarcoma!

no!
Is this really traditional Chinese medicine?
Is pricking a tumor with a needle really not suicidal?!
"Xiao Chuan, let me introduce you. This is a physical therapist who studied under a famous master. Her full name is Jiang Cuie. She's very skilled; she can even treat osteomas!"

The older woman introduced him to Zhang Lingchuan.

Since Comrade Xu Xiaoying calls her "sister-in-law," Zhang Lingchuan naturally calls her "auntie."

"This young TCM doctor is indeed a handsome man, really good-looking, like a celebrity."

Before Zhang Lingchuan could speak, Jiang Cuie praised him with a smile.

"Thank you for the compliment, but this physiotherapist... and this old man, did you know he had osteosarcoma and still gave him acupuncture?"

Zhang Lingchuan looked completely bewildered.

Jiang Cuie, who was laughing just a second ago, immediately turned somewhat gloomy.

"Huh? Xiaochuan, can't you do acupuncture for osteosarcoma?"

The woman's full name was Gao Hui, and she looked a little dazed.

"Of course not! And this hand... My God, Uncle Nine, what happened to this hand??"

Zhang Lingchuan looked at the patient in the room, his mind buzzing.

"Oh! Xiaochuan, I got pricked while handling tilapia, and it's getting worse, so I asked the therapist to apply medicine and do acupuncture."

Uncle Jiu was scrolling through Douyin videos of beautiful women while speaking in a very relaxed and comfortable manner.

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(End of this chapter)