"This student, less nonsense! Start already!" Zhang Zhaoyuan coldly interrupted Bai Xiao.
Bai Xiao nodded, "Alright, after disinfecting with alcohol, a needle pierced into the acupoint!" While talking to the students, she said, "Since it’s a cold, I’m using Dazhui, Hegu, and Fengchi points, employing both reinforcing and reducing acupuncture techniques, which are specifically aimed at colds."
Actually, acupuncture can really cure many diseases, and Bai Xiao wasn’t bluffing—in the history of Traditional Chinese Medicine, there indeed have been many experiences where combining acupuncture and herbal remedies doubled the treatment effectiveness.
Many legacies of Traditional Chinese Medicine were lost in this way.
It’s not that acupuncture can’t cure a cold, but instant results from acupuncture are indeed lacking some elements; however, with the addition of a special ability, it becomes different.
People came to cause a scene, and she couldn’t disgrace Traditional Chinese Medicine and acupuncture.
Just by looking at Zhang Zhaoyuan’s expression, one could tell that he was definitely devoted to Western medicine, not just indifferent to Traditional Chinese Medicine but probably scorned it a lot.
Discrimination is unacceptable.
The needling was swift.
Bai Xiao wrapped her special ability around the silver needle and gently turned it. Indeed, after the acupuncture, she could see that Zhang Zhaoyuan’s initially uneven breathing had suddenly calmed down. Nasal congestion, one of the most uncomfortable symptoms of a cold, causes difficulty in breathing and only worsens the expression of discomfort, a common misery of cold sufferers.
In just a moment, it was apparent that Zhang Zhaoyuan’s red nose was gone and his breathing became smooth, and Bai Xiao smiled.
Competing with me, are you seeking thrills or setbacks?
Zhang Zhaoyuan’s eyes started to look strange, just as he was about to turn his head, Bai Xiao pressed her hand against him.
"Fellow student! Don’t move about, it could cause a problem if not careful, you look so imposing, if I caused your face to become crooked, then wouldn’t I be devoured by all these juniors and sisters below?"
This was certainly not an exaggeration.
Zhang Zhaoyuan dared not move.
The clinical surgery female students below grew restless.
"Hurry up and pull it out! Would you be able to afford it if this needle really made my senior brother’s face crooked?"
"Zhang Zhaoyuan should not have been allowed to perform it, who knows what a botch job he might end up doing!"
"Exactly! If he really caused some issue, wouldn’t that ruin my senior brother?"
"Hurry up and pull it out!"
"Yes, hurry up and pull it out!"
The scene turned chaotic.
Bai Xiao checked the time, almost ten minutes had passed, and she removed the needle.
Zhang Zhaoyuan remained motionless on the chair for a long while.
The girls below became anxious.
"Zhang Zhaoyuan, what’s wrong with you?"
Professor Niu was also puzzled; could it be that the treatment actually made things worse?
Impossible.
He watched the entire needling process and saw no mistake in location or depth—even if not well done, it shouldn’t have caused harm.
"Student! Student!"
Professor Niu seriously wondered if this was an attempt at extortion.
"What kind of rubbish acupuncture is this? It’s harming people! Go report this immediately."
"Right! This is murder!"
"I’ll go file a report, you guys quickly call the emergency number 120, get him to the hospital first. If we’re late, we’ll regret it."
"Alright! Let’s split up and act."
"We can’t let this murderous woman off, she holds a grudge against our senior brother and seized the opportunity to hurt our senior brother..."
"You all shut up! Nothing of the sort, I’m perfectly fine, couldn’t be better!" Zhang Zhaoyuan finally spoke, his words finally silencing the crowd below.
Everyone was stunned.
The students in the Traditional Chinese Medicine class immediately erupted into cheers; they had been extremely worried, afraid that Bai Xiao might have actually caused a condition with her treatment.
It seems they were wrong to worry.