novelraw Chapter 365 Mo Yinhe: This is My Woman 2
Chapter 365 Mo Yinhe: This is My Woman 2
Mo Yinhe maintained his handsome, smiling expression. "My woman is the Divine Doctor; who could possibly bully her? What, you don’t have confidence in her?"
Without waiting for Qu Liushang to speak, Mo Yinhe’s smile vanished as he solemnly concluded, "It seems you don’t truly love her. If you genuinely loved her, you would believe she’s the most incredible woman in the world and be full of confidence in her. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, Qu Liushang. Believe me, you don’t love her. In your eyes, she isn’t that beauty."
Mo Yinhe, certain of his victory, was spouting utter nonsense, weaving a web of fallacious arguments!
Qu Liushang’s face turned livid, his gaze locked tightly onto the woman taking Lun Bobing’s pulse.
Si Mingjing took Lun Bobing’s pulse and diagnosed him with an atrophy syndrome.
Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis is considered a type of atrophy syndrome in traditional Chinese medicine, which doesn’t have a specific name for ALS.
Her master, Ban Chugang, had said that the onset of this disease was due to external pathogenic factors and internal emotional damage. The basic mechanism involved damage to the vital essence and energy of organs like the lungs, stomach, liver, and kidneys. This, in turn, led to a loss of nourishment in the muscles and veins of the limbs. Specific manifestations included: lung heat damaging bodily fluids, thus preventing their proper distribution; pervasive damp-heat obstructing the circulation of qi and blood; weakness of the spleen and stomach failing to transport essential nutrients; and deficiency in the liver and kidneys resulting in marrow depletion and flaccid tendons.
The primary treatments for this disease involved nourishing the spleen and kidneys, supplementing kidney energy, strengthening qi, invigorating the spleen, and improving the liver’s qi circulation.
Acupuncture, within traditional Chinese medicine, could yield very positive effects.
At Prison Star, three prisoners had contracted this atrophy syndrome and sought her master’s help.
Her two masters used these three prisoners as subjects for clinical research, studying them for several years, meticulously taking notes, and exploring numerous acupuncture strategies.
She assisted her two masters in their research. One prisoner, unfortunately, did not survive. Before he passed away, Si Mingjing saw a look in his eyes that seemed to convey a final sense of relief.
He passed away peacefully, which made Si Mingjing realize that the most painful part of this disease wasn’t death, but living.
Throughout the illness, from onset to death, patients maintain a clear mind. They vividly feel their muscles gradually disappearing and their life slowly withering away. Yet, they are powerless—unable even to commit suicide because they cannot move or speak, only able to express themselves through their eyes.
It’s aptly said: they are conscious individuals in a vegetative state.
Therefore, she swore to cure the remaining two patients.
For five whole years, she assisted her two masters, regularly administering acupuncture to the two remaining prisoners. They tried countless acupuncture strategies, failing time after time.
Ultimately, their perseverance paid off, and they successfully overcame the challenge.
Xian Chen stood by, asking, "Miss Si, how is it?"
As Xian Chen spoke, he secretly wiped sweat from his brow. Heavens, this was his first time playing the villain. Miss Si, you mustn’t fail! He was just a pitiful shill! Miss Si, if you can’t cure him, don’t blame me for making you lose face. You’ll have your man, Mo Yinhe, to thank for it—it’s all his unscrupulous idea!
After taking Lun Bobing’s pulse, Si Mingjing looked into his desperate yet hopeful eyes and said, "Don’t worry, I will cure you."
Those words caused a total uproar!
"What did she say?"
"She said she will cure the man with ALS!"
"Is she serious? That’s an outrageous claim!"
At that moment, even Xian Chen, who was playing the villain, raised his voice in surprise, "Miss Si, you say you can cure him? Are you sure? Think it over again!"
There’s no need to reconsider. She would cure him; she could cure him!
Si Mingjing spoke calmly, "This is an atrophy syndrome, described in Western medicine as amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, a chronic neurological disease. The root cause is the gradual death of motor neurons located in the anterior horns of the spinal cord, the brainstem, and the motor cortex of the cerebral cortex... In terms of traditional Chinese medicine, it’s explained as the body’s blood vessels not circulating smoothly. This can be treated with methods to nourish and unblock the meridians. As long as the meridians are unobstructed and blood flows freely through the vessels, pathogenic qi will not enter the muscles and cause muscular atrophy."
What she described sounded surprisingly simple. However, the medical experts present knew it was extremely difficult. Her explanation was elegant, but putting it into practice seemed an insurmountable challenge.
Si Mingjing then said, "However, I need to perform acupuncture on him, which will take five hours, so I’m afraid it can’t be completed during the lecture."
The implication, as some saw it, was clear: she was merely boasting to save face. First, claim she could cure the ailment, then announce there wasn’t enough time during the lecture, essentially telling everyone to disperse.
Some laughed inwardly. Such a petty trick! Does she think we can’t see through it?
Someone stood up and said, "Miss Si, when do you plan to perform the acupuncture? We can wait for five hours. I came from out of town, and I’ll have nothing to do at my hotel after the lecture. I’d rather stay and witness your acupuncture process."
"I’m also free! Five hours? I’m prepared to witness the entire thing!" another doctor stood up.
"Five hours? I can wait!"
"Me too!"
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Among them, some hoped to see Si Mingjing make a fool of herself. Others were genuinely curious: could acupuncture truly cure an ALS patient in just five hours?
If it were possible, this would be another groundbreaking event in the medical community. How could they possibly miss it?
For Western doctors, five hours was roughly the duration of a standard surgery; they could certainly spare that much time.
Now, it was time to see if Si Mingjing was all talk, or if she truly possessed amazing skills!
Si Mingjing didn’t care about the various ulterior motives of the crowd. Practicing medicine was about benefiting humanity, and she didn’t mind sharing her treatment process with the medical experts present. She believed that by sharing it, more ALS patients could be cured in the future.
She declared confidently, "Alright. Since you are all keen to explore this, let’s tackle it now!"
Si Mingjing had Fengjue go to the car to get her Silver Needles.
She had a mobile bed prepared. Lun Bobing was moved onto it and positioned prone to facilitate the acupuncture.
When Fengjue brought the Silver Needles from the car, Si Mingjing unfolded the needle pack.
After disinfecting the Silver Needles, she selected a needle and began the treatment on Lun Bobing.
Many people crowded around. Even those who couldn’t get close stood on tiptoe, eager to observe her technique.
For a long moment, the entire venue was silent.
While applying the needles, Si Mingjing also explained what she was doing.
She talked about meridians, which many Western doctors didn’t understand.
Mo Yinhe stood by her side. He didn’t understand either, but the sense of pride in his heart was overwhelming!
Three days ago, he had asked her what challenging diseases she could tackle.
She had pointed to a post on a forum with her delicate finger and said, "This one, for example!"
Mo Yinhe looked and saw it was an ALS patient!
To be honest, he’d had some doubts deep down.
But now, watching Si Mingjing work with such composure and precision, performing acupuncture while explaining her methods, the fervent admiration in Mo Yinhe’s eyes was almost impossible to conceal.
At this moment, Mo Yinhe was absolutely certain: if she said she could do it, then she definitely could!
Mo Yinhe was ecstatic. That’s my woman! he thought, then turned his head to boast to Qu Liushang.
His woman truly was that incredible!
As Qu Liushang was about to speak, Mo Yinhe tightened the red scarf around his neck and continued, "Mingjing knitted this for me. She made it specially for me with the same hands she uses to heal!"
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