Chapter 388 Nine Needles
"That's a blessing."
Constable Zhang quickly let out another sip of wine and another sip.
"Why do I drink this wine more fragrant than before? Such a delicious wine makes people guess that drinking it can last forever? That's not a problem. I feel happy like a god after drinking it. This is almost a god. Isn't it about to be immortal?"
Detective Zhang can drink, but his alcohol capacity is not bad. As long as he is not drunk, his mind will always be clear. The only big problem is that drinking a little bit will make you talk more nonsense.
The story is still being told on the stage.
At this time, the story of "Kaifeng Detective Notes" was no longer told, but it was changed to the story of the Ghost Doctor Valley, and the Little Doctor Fairy came out of the mountain to save the world.
This little doctor is kind and kind, and his medical skills are even more wise, but his mind is extremely simple. Seeing all the evils in the world, he still has a kind heart for a doctor. Even if it is an enemy, he is injured and sick and comes to him, he is willing to help him.
The stage talks about Xiaoyixian’s “Taisu Jiu Needle”, which can reverse yin and yang, and make life and death, and white bones.
Gu Xiang's voice from the audience was confused with the sound on the stage, and for a moment, it was a little hard to hear whether it was true or illusory.
"I only learned three 'Taisu Jiu Needle'. My senior brother who taught me said that I was talented but not able to learn this set of acupuncture thoroughly. In the early years, my senior brother Taisu died unexpectedly, and only my 'Three 'Number' was left behind. From then on, Taisu Jiu Needle was a lost unique skill. It's a pity, it's a pity."
While speaking, Qiu Li suddenly said anxiously outside: "Little lady, come and see!"
In a blink of an eye, all kinds of talking, disturbing, and footsteps outside the door were in a mess. Gu Xiang and Constable Zhang stood up one after another and hurried out. When they saw that the diners outside were all pale and were worried and anxious.
Zhang Qiaoan fell to the ground, his face full of pain, his forehead was exposed, and blue-black tendons appeared on the back of his hands, his whole body was trembling, and he curled up into a ball.
Everyone was shocked at first sight.
Qiu Li, who has always been brave on weekdays, was so scared that her voice changed, her face turned blue, and she felt sweaty on her forehead. She squatted on the ground to support Zhang Qiaoan, and she was at a loss.
Constable Zhang Fuling was heartbroken and couldn't help but whisper: "Was Mr. Zhang also drank the poisoned snake blood wine and got poisoned?"
With a word, the diners were shocked.
Gu Ji, inside and outside the door, was silent.
Gu Xiang sighed, but his expression remained unmoved, and he nodded slightly: "Don't worry, it's not a bad thing."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned to look at Xueying and said calmly: "Look for three golden needles for me, and then take thirty silver needles."
Xueying was immediately embarrassed and sighed: "There is a clinic ahead, and it only takes a quarter of an hour to return."
Gu Xiang frowned, looked worried, and sighed softly. This sigh made Constable Zhang's face turn green, and he said anxiously: "Miss, please save Mr. Zhang. This, Mr. Zhang is the son of the Zhang family and has a very close relationship with the official family in the palace. Alas!"
If this young master Zhang died in front of him, he would be in trouble!
At this time, Zhang Qiaoan seemed to be unable to exhale the pain, and his breath was dying. Everyone's hearts were thrilled. Gu Xiang squatted down and reached out to take Zhang Qiaoan's pulse, sighed: "Snow Eagle, go first, Qiuli, go back and use the needle I used for embroidery to make do with it first. At this time, I can only treat the dead horse as a living horse, just give it a try."
Qiuli: "Embroidery, embroidery needle?"
The servant beside Zhang Qiaoan was so scared that his eyes widened and shouted loudly: "How is this happening? Miss Gu, don't joke. Aman has already gone to ask the doctor. Don't, don't..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that there were many blue veins on the young master's face and black, and he was immediately frightened and looked panicked.
Among the many diners, two were apprentices from the clinic. Although they were not doctors, they kept carrying silver needles. At this moment, they looked at each other and said hesitantly: "Are we here? There is a new set of silver needles. If Gu Chu needs it, lend it to Gu Chu Chu."
Unlike other diners, they have been studying medicine for a few years and do not believe that the cook in front of them is good at using silver needles.
In other words, in the capital, famous doctors gathered in major clinics, and there were many people who could make silver needles. If they left the capital, they were not a family that had been passed down from the serious medicine for generations, it would be difficult for ordinary doctors to be proficient in acupuncture.
The two apprentices followed the master to study medicine for five years, and helped him since he was a child. They have never even treated patients, let alone acupuncture. It is impossible to learn real skills from the master without ten years of hard work. Even so, they are lucky. The master is not very harsh and has good medical skills and ethics.
This little lady Gu is both a woman and a chef. Even if she has a medical heritage in her family, how could she easily pass it on to a woman?
They don’t believe it anyway. If they can help the chef, they can’t say that they can get a meal. Not to mention the expenses, it’s also worth saving the time to queue.
Gu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face. He took the silver needle and glanced at it. He asked Qiu Li to help Zhang Qiaoan up and sit down. His hand shook slightly, and the silver needle flew out in an instant and pierced it on Zhang Qiaoan's back.
As soon as the silver needle fell, Zhang Qiaoan's body suddenly trembled, shaking faster and faster, and Qiu Li almost couldn't hold it.
While shaking, the blue and black on Zhang Qiaoan's face gradually faded away, but there was still a lot on his neck, but everyone saw that the ferocious face disappeared in a blink of an eye, but it was still slightly pale.
"call!"
Constable Zhang exhaled his breath.
The two apprentices from the clinic over there swallowed their saliva, stared at Gu Xiang's hand intently, and then looked at the silver needle on Zhang Qiaoan's back.
No matter how they looked at it, they couldn't see what the acupuncture method was. In the past, they also had some impression of their master applying acupuncture, but the master could not have stabbed so many silver needles into the patient in the blink of an eye, nor could he be so fast that he could not see the afterimage clearly.
The two of them thought that this was not only Mrs. Gu's unique skill, but they did not dare to steal the game. They just glanced at it and lowered their heads and did not dare to take a closer look.
Diners who didn't know how to do it were, instead they looked at them, whispered and talked a lot.
At this time, Xueying swept down from the eaves and handed over three golden needles in her hand. She roasted them over fire and disinfected them carefully. Gu Xiang took out a small porcelain bottle of ointment from her sleeve and stabbed the gold needle into the ointment.
Everyone saw Gu Xiang's fingers bounced slightly, and three golden needles were brushed into Zhang Qiaoan's hair bun.
"ah!"
Constable Zhang was shocked.
The diners also felt a numb and their eyes were fixed on them.
After a while, Gu Xiang waved his hand and saw a golden light flashing in the air. Three golden needles fell into the handkerchief again, and were rolled up and handed back to Xueying.
A row of silver needles also fell into the brand new embroidered handkerchief at the same time.
Gu Xiang chuckled, picked up the silver needle and gave the two apprentices with straight eyes, and whispered: "Thank you."
Chapter completed!