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Chapter 321 - 320 Triangular Needle Bloodletting

Chapter 321: Chapter 320 Triangular Needle Bloodletting

"I, I am willing..." a young nurse raised her hand and said.

"I’m willing too..."

Several young nurses, who initially envied Xia Xia for being singled out by the handsome acupuncture expert, eagerly volunteered when the opportunity arose.

Dean Miao looked at these young girls scrambling to help, feeling somewhat helpless; they weren’t nearly as enthusiastic when their department head was performing surgery.

Lin Tian was startled by their intense eagerness to work and ended up pointing to the nurse beside Xia Xia, saying, "Then could you please bring over some hot water?"

"Okay, Brother Lin." The nurse, also dressed in a pink uniform, was elated and quickly agreed, her voice sweet.

The other nurses who didn’t get the chance to help all wore looks of regret, with only envy for their two colleagues.

"Uh, all the beautiful nurses, you can go check Mr. Zuo’s monitoring equipment," Lin Tian could only kindly remind them, otherwise their intense gazes were a bit too fiery.

After giving the instructions, Lin Tian asked Zuo Hongyi to sit up, while by that time, Xia Xia had already set out the sterilized silver needles in silent agreement.

This time, Lin Tian did not start with the Dantian acupoint for the stabilizer, but went directly to the Bai Hui acupoint, and then to the Fengchi Acupoint at the back of the neck.

Dean Miao, noticing that Lin Tian’s acupuncture was different from last time, asked, "Young man, why aren’t you using the three stabilizers this time?"

Lin Tian had expected this question, and looking at the other doctors, who also appeared puzzled, it was clear that they too had heard Dean Miao describe yesterday’s acupuncture or even watched the video from the monitoring room.

"I have already diagnosed earlier that Mr. Zuo’s injured blood vessels and meridians have essentially recovered, and can withstand more intense stimulation," Lin Tian took a moment to explain to them.

However, to this explanation, Dean Miao, Director Lu, and Dr. Hou were still perplexed. How could one diagnose the recovery of intracranial blood vessels by feeling the pulse? Was there some mysterious diagnostic method?

They felt embarrassed for not knowing and were also curious about what method could make such a diagnosis. But none of them dared to ask; such matters often involved the secrets of their factions, and to pry too deeply was a taboo.

Lin Tian, of course, noticed their curiosity, but he couldn’t explain it; the results he saw with X-ray vision could not be disclosed, and even if he admitted to using X-ray vision, these doctors would likely think he was joking, or even that he was toying with them.

In that case, it was better to say nothing at all. Lin Tian couldn’t be bothered to come up with other reasons and simply focused on performing acupuncture on Zuo Hongyi.

Lin Tian’s acupuncture technique was varied, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. When he moved quickly, the doctors and nurses couldn’t see his movements clearly, and at the slowest, it seemed as though he wasn’t moving the needles at all. The combination of motion and stillness, speed and slowness, seemed to imply a mystical rhythm to Lin Tian’s needling, captivating everyone for a moment.

"Mr. Zuo, how does it feel now?" After a round of acupuncture, Lin Tian asked Zuo Hongyi.

"My fingers feel a bit swollen and painful." Zuo Hongyi carefully described his sensations, his tone one of confusion, not understanding why he would experience such a condition.

"Hmm, very good." Amid the puzzled looks from the others, Lin Tian nodded in approval and then turned to the nurse who had brought the hot water, "Nurse beauty, please place the basin by the bed."

Although she didn’t understand why, the young nurse still complied and moved the table’s water basin to the bedside. Lin Tian disinfected Zuo Hongyi’s finger with alcohol, grabbed his wrist, and held it above the basin.

Lin Tian took up the needle again, but this time, he didn’t use the usual silver needle. Instead, he picked up a triangular needle, which had a cylindrical handle with a triangular pyramid shape from the body to the sharp tip of the needle.

He pinched the triangular needle and quickly pierced Zuo Hongyi’s middle and index fingertip, then rapidly withdrew the needle. Two droplets of crimson blood emerged from the fingertips and finally fell into the basin.

Bloodletting with a triangular needle is also known as lancing. It involves piercing the superficial network of vessels with the triangular needle to promote local blood circulation, which has the effect of dredging meridians, promoting blood flow, and alleviating stasis.

Through his clairvoyance, Lin Tian saw that the blood clot in Zuo Hongyi’s skull had diminished significantly after the acupuncture. The stagnant blood, along with the circulatory and meridian systems, moved towards the fingers. And in people’s fingertips, both blood vessels and meridians are relatively small.

As the blood carrying the stagnant blood flowed to the fingertips and suddenly slowed, or even partially blocked, Zuo Hongyi felt some swelling and pain in his fingers. Hence, it was necessary to perform bloodletting on the fingers to dredge the meridians and improve blood circulation to remove the stasis.

On the other hand, Lin Tian did the same, piercing to let blood, and with the discharge of a small amount of blood, Zuo Hongyi exclaimed joyfully, "My fingers no longer feel swollen!"

Dean Miao and Director Lu nodded in witnessing this, and Director Lu said to Dean Miao with a smile, "This Mr. Lin chose the perfect timing to perform bloodletting, with such a marvelous technique. I’ve been watching for so long, but I still can’t completely grasp the whole technique of his acupuncture. It’s truly miraculous, amazingly so."

"Heh, you’ve only watched once; I’ve watched twice and still can’t discern it. Ah, I’m old now. It reminds me of a saying the young ones use: ’The new waves of the Yangtze River push forward those ahead; the ones in front perish on the shore.’ Haha, the world is ultimately for the younger generation," Dean Miao laughed heartily, showing open-mindedness, but his eyes betrayed the comfort of knowing that Huaxia’s medicine has successors.

However, Lin Tian felt somewhat embarrassed. He only knew the Nine Needle Technique, but medicine is vast and profound. Acupuncture is just a small category within medicine; to become a renowned or divine doctor, he still has a long way to go.

After finishing the last needle, Lin Tian removed all the silver needles and said, "Dean Miao, you are flattering us young people to death. Such praise will make me arrogant."

"Young man, you deserve the praise. It’s normal for outstanding people to have pride," Dean Miao said with a smile.

This Dean Miao was indeed broad-minded; Lin Tian didn’t refute him any further, knowing that being overly modest would be hypocrisy.

"Mr. Zuo Hongsheng, your brother is out of danger now. After another session of acupuncture, he will be almost fully recovered. Let’s step out and give him some rest," Lin Tian said.

Apart from leaving two nurses for necessary tasks, everyone else exited the intensive care unit.

"Mr. Lin, may I have a word with you in private?" Zuo Hongsheng said earnestly as they left the intensive care unit.

Although Dean Miao and the others also wanted to talk more with Lin Tian about acupuncture techniques, seeing that there was an important matter at hand, they had to leave first. Although the young nurses were reluctant, after exchanging glances with Lin Tian, they also left unwillingly.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Zuo?" Lin Tian asked with curiosity.

Zuo Hongsheng, along with his wife and Zhong Huiyun, glanced at each other before saying, "We would ask Mr. Lin to sit with us at the hospital’s reception room; we have something to tell you."

Although Lin Tian didn’t know their intentions, he followed them to the reception room. But upon opening the reception room door, there were two unexpected people seated inside.

"Mr. Zuo, why are they here?" Lin Tian asked with a frown upon seeing the man and woman in the reception room.

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