I'm not a Divine Doctor

Mrs. Du hesitated. She really had no other way. She looked at her husband, du Hongsheng, helplessly.

Du Hongsheng didn't dare to take the risk. The girl looked too young, and Jiang Min said she was from a Music Academy. How could she risk her son's life?

Wen Qiao took out a small bag of silver needles from her handbag and said sternly, " although I'm from the Music Academy, I'm learning medical skills from world-famous doctors. Your son went into shock because of asthma. When the symptoms act up, you can use acupuncture at the tiantu, Dingchuan, and Feishu points. When it doesn't act up, you can use acupuncture at the Hegu and zhusanli points.

She was so detailed that she didn't seem like a swindler.

Mrs. Du loved her son so much that she couldn't care about anything else. She grabbed her hand and said,"Little girl, you have to save my son. I beg you."

"Uncle du, are you really at ease to let her treat him?" Jiang Min was still unwilling to give up.

Wen Qiao turned to look at her, a cold glint in her eyes. even if you don't like me, a life is at stake. Put away your competitive thoughts. Saving people is more important.

Jiang Min's thoughts were seen through by Wen Qiao on the spot. She couldn't keep a straight face and her expression was very distorted.

Minister Qin hurried over and gave du Hongsheng a shot of confidence. Mr. Du, don't worry. Since this child said she can cure it, she will definitely be able to cure it. You can rest assured and leave it to her.

Du Hongsheng didn't believe anyone else, but he was very confident in Minister Qin. Since he said so, he immediately said to Wen Qiao, " "I'll have to trouble you."

"Tell everyone to back off, or he's going to be out of breath," Wen Qiao said coldly.

Du Hongsheng hurriedly said to the onlookers, " "Please step back."

Wen Qiao half-knelt on the carpet and took out a silver needle. She aimed it at the tiantu point below her collarbone and inserted it. Her technique was swift and without any hesitation, and she looked very experienced. Mrs. Du was still worried at first, but now that she saw her skilled technique, she gradually felt more at ease.

Wen Qiao picked up another needle and instructed in a deep voice, " "Lift him up, the Dingchuan acupoint is on his back."

Du Hongsheng hurriedly held the child's shoulders and arms and carefully helped him sit up.

Wen Qiao inserted two needles into the Dingchuan acupoint below her shoulder.

The unconscious child suddenly frowned. Mrs. Du cried tears of joy."He's reacting, he's reacting."

"Lower your voice," Wen Qiao said in a deep voice.

"I'm so sorry," Mrs. Du said, her face full of fear.

Wen Qiao picked up another needle and inserted it into the Feishu point three centimeters lower. She then pressed down on the boy's philtrum and pinched hard.

waa! the boy suddenly cried out.

"Do you have any of that on him?" Wen Qiao asked, reaching out her hand.

Mrs. Du hurriedly unzipped her handbag and said in a trembling voice, " "There are."

With trembling hands, he passed the tube of mist to Wen Qiao, who immediately placed it on the boy's mouth. Like a fish out of water, the boy immediately started breathing with all his might, then slowly opened his eyes.

Color gradually returned to his originally ashen face.

Mrs. DU's heart finally fell to the ground. She hugged her son and cried her heart out.

Madam, don't hug him, " Wen Qiao said calmly. he's still being pricked with needles. If you push the needles away, his illness will act up again.

Mrs. Du let go of her son awkwardly and looked at Wen Qiao with reddened eyes. thank you, miracle doctor.

Wen Qiao shook her head. I'm not a Divine Doctor. I've just learned some insignificant medical skills.