Treating Wangyue

Seeing that Grandpa refused without thinking, Youguang replied,

"It's fine if you don't." She could do it herself anyway. "So when will the needles be ready?"

"In about a month."

"Can you make it quick? How about a week."

"You're not in a hurry to learn. Why do you need the needles so quickly?" Xia Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her granddaughter's impatience.

"Then two weeks. Is that okay?"

Youguang was indeed anxious.

Her grandfather's refusal to teach her acupuncture was to be expected.

Learning acupuncture from him was not her ultimate goal. Getting the golden needles was.

She had seen Little Wangyue's case. The child was indeed seriously injured.

If acupuncture treatment was not administered in addition to the medical treatment as soon as possible, the child would probably never be able to walk again. It will be exactly like what the Western doctors had advised.

Timing is critical in Chinese medicine.

If the timing was right, anything was possible.

Once the opportunity was missed, the consequences would be irreversible.

There would be no miracles to tell.

Seeing how badly the child was injured this time, Youguang couldn't help but think of an image from her previous life—Big Boss in a wheelchair. Although she was confident about the child's post-recovery treatment, she couldn't help but worry too. While waiting for the golden needles, Youguang didn't go to kindergarten anymore. She went to the hospital every day to accompany the child.

The child was transferred to her grandfather's hospital the day after she went to visit. She asked her grandfather to speak to Shi Manchuan.

It was very convenient for her to visit him at the hospital now. She did not need the company of an adult. She only needed the chauffeur at home to drive her there. Her family was not worried about this.

After all, all the doctors and nurses in Renheng Hospital knew her as the director's niece.

Her eldest uncle, Xi Qing, would often visit the two children when he was free. He would bring them food from time to time and chat with them.

Liu Susu was shocked that Director Xia and Miss Ning were so concerned about their son. And she gradually felt that she was a little redundant beside her son.

She began to talk less. After all, it was poor etiquette to complain in front of outsiders.

Many times, she would also leave the room and give some space to the two children.

Two weeks later.

When Youguang got the golden needles, she began to hide in her room every day and secretly practice acupuncture on her own body.

At the same time, she began to work on her arm strength every day. She couldn't go to the gym to do that. She had to work out in her garden at home and also in her room.

She found the strengthening exercises by searching online.

Yes, the six-year-old had her own laptop.

It was a birthday present that Ning Yi had given his daughter on her sixth birthday.

She loved the present, and she made full use of it.

After receiving the golden needles, Youguang became busy. She did not spend as much time with Wangyue.

Shi Wangyue was visibly disappointed, but he was very sensible. He never asked her why she hardly came to the hospital to accompany him anymore. He just kept staring at the door of the ward. Whenever she came, he acted happy. Once she wasn't around, he fell silent, expressionless and silent. He would then lay in the hospital bed like a senseless fake doll.

Once when Youguang entered the room and saw how he was while being alone., She was very shocked. After seeking the child's opinion, she began to teach him the scriptures.

Chanting could calm a person's mind, remove distracting thoughts, reduce delusions, and eliminate fear. It was the best thing to do for a child who seemed quiet but was in fact full of delusions.

Then she gave him a little electronic counter and gave him daily assignments.

With something to do, the kid finally stopped being so silent.

Youguang was able to catch her breath and continue practicing her acupuncture.

The result of practicing acupuncture was that as she stabbed herself repeatedly, these fine wounds were repeatedly superimposed on previous ones. Purple bruises began to appear on her body, and they looked especially terrifying.

Summer days were getting hotter. She didn't spend a day without long-sleeved tops and pants. Fortunately, she could bathe herself, so her family didn't notice her injuries.

But one day, when she went to the hospital to visit Wangyue, the wounds were spotted by the sharp-eyed child.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah, what's wrong?" Youguang repeated his question. She was rolling up her sleeves and concentrating on copying the Earth Scripture.

"It's your arm. It's all bruised with greenish purple marks." The child was lying against a pillow with an IV drip attached to him. Some of the bandages had been removed. Some of the wounds were not deep and had scabbed over. The remaining injuries were serious and were still bandaged up.

Only his head was free to move.

"Oh, you're talking about these." Youguang looked at the scars that had been exposed because she'd rolled up her sleeves. She said, "I've been learning acupuncture. These are needle marks."

"Sister is learning acupuncture?" Grandpa Xia had started acupuncture treatment for Shi Wangyue this week, so he knew about acupuncture.

"Right."

"Do you have to do acupuncture on yourself?" The child looked confused and nervous. "Does it hurt?"

Because he couldn't feel his legs, even with acupuncture, he didn't feel anything at all.

But Grandpa Xia had said that after more treatments, he would start to feel pain later.

With such a long needle, it must have hurt a lot.

"It's okay, I guess. I can bear it."

Her body was small and fragile now. The needles hurt even more than in her previous life. But what could Youguang do?

She could only cry and stick the needle in.

After copying the last section of the Earth Scripture, she had completed copying the Earth Scripture once again.

It was the hundredth time she'd copied the scriptures after the kid got hurt.

"Little Wangyue, when I copy this Ksitigarbha Sutra 1,000 times, I'll be done with my acupuncture practice. At that time, can you let me treat you with acupuncture?"

"I'd like that."

The six-year-old little Wangyue agreed to Youguang's request without asking for the reason.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll hurt your leg? Do you trust me so much?" Youguang stood up and teased the child.

"I'm not afraid. Sister is good to me."