After Jiang Fang finished speaking, Nangong Chuiyang hesitated for a while. Jiang Fang's medical skills were indeed very sophisticated. He probably wouldn't be able to learn them in his lifetime just by watching.
Since Jiang Fang said she would teach him, he should believe her. If this hand becomes crippled, will Jiang Fang treat it for himself no matter what?
As soon as Duan Jiu came out, he saw Nangong Chuiyang standing in front of Jiang Fang's door. He walked up and asked, "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
Nangong Chuiyang showed the back of his hand to Duan Jiu, which was where Jiang Fang had just inserted a needle: "Of course it's what she said yesterday. I still don't understand it, but seeing how determined she is, I want to try it.
Give it a try.”
Duan Jiu knew about Nangong Chuiyang's obsession with medical skills, but Jiang Fang's unique medical skills were not suitable for everyone.
Although Duan Jiu didn't know much about medical skills, he saw that the needle tube yesterday seemed to be similar to the silver needle. When he didn't know anything, what if something happened?
Duan Jiu held Nangong Chuiyang's hand, shook his head and said, "You should learn first. You don't know anything now. If you dare to imitate Jiang Fang, I'm afraid something will happen."
Nangong Chuiyang thought about what Jiang Fang said to him. Although she said some very strange things, after thinking about it carefully, the human body is indeed like this, and it is not bad from what she said.
Nangong Chuiyang knew about the veins in his hands, and he would not joke about his hands, but this was the first time he had heard of the veins in his hands.
However, Jiang Fang said that the blood vessels on his hands were superficial and there would be no problems, so Nangong Chuiyang wanted to give it a try more and more.
At this time, Su Xiaosheng also came over, stood the two of them here, and asked a little strangely: "You are plotting something big, why didn't you call me?"
At this time Jiang Fang called: "Laifu, come here."
Although Jiang Fang knew that Nangong Chuiyang was no longer the fool Laifu who called him mother, Laifu still sounded very pleasant to him, so he didn't bother to change his tune.
When Nangong Chuiyang came over, he saw Jiang Fang filling a plate with needles, large and small, and the workmanship looked very exquisite.
In addition to Jiang Fang's medical skills, Nangong Chuiyang was more curious about where Jiang Fang got these strange tools, and they looked very exquisite. This was not something that the carpenter and blacksmith in the village could make.
After seeing Nangong Chuiyang's eyes, Jiang Fang said: "Curiosity killed the cat. I suggest you transfer your curiosity to how I want to teach you medical skills."
When Nangong Chuiyang heard this, his heart was filled with excitement. Jiang Fang actually wanted to teach him her unique medical skills. This was such an exciting thing.
But then Nangong Chuiyang became wary again. Why did Jiang Fang teach him these medical skills for no reason? He had obviously pretended to be a fool to deceive her before.
Jiang Fang ignored Nangong Chuiyang and said to himself: "These needles are actually similar to women's embroidery needles, but they are hollow inside.
In other words, drugs can be injected into the human body through these needles. Of course, you are wondering why you can't take the medicine directly.
For example, if a patient is about to die and has lost consciousness, how should he administer the drug? Drink it down? Then he will most likely choke to death first.
Also, as I explained to you yesterday, the human body is very magical. You should know very well that sometimes things that we think are life-saving are harmful to it.
Therefore, before these drugs enter, they will be metabolized by the human body itself, which is the so-called blocking drug from working. However, after being injected into the blood vessel, the human body cannot block it.
What I’m telling you are just the most basic things about medicine, but you don’t need to go into details. You just need to know that this method will be cured quickly, and you need to learn how to inject it first.”
Jiang Fang said a lot, and Nangong Chuiyang did not understand much as she said, but he understood the last sentence.
Nangong Chuiyang sometimes wondered whether Jiang Fang had met an outsider. He had never heard of so many exquisite theories.
Jiang Fang took out a piece of paper with a simple diagram of the veins on the back of her hand that she had drawn, handed it to Nangong Chuiyang and said, "Practice slowly."
After saying that, Jiang Fang was about to leave, but before she left, Jiang Fang said again: "During this time, I know that you are not a fool, and you have always wanted to learn my medical skills.
I will help you, but I hope you are really not a fool."
Jiang Fang's last words were meaningful. She seemed to be warning Nangong Chuiyang not to publicize this like a fool.
In fact, Jiang Fang's idea is very simple. When she was studying medicine, she originally had the original intention of saving people, and it is the same in this era.
Probably because I have been in a clinical setting, I know the suffering in the world, and I know how weak and helpless people are when facing diseases.
Therefore, the purpose of learning medical skills throughout her life is to treat diseases and save people. She taught Nangong Chuiyang because she felt that he had this heart and she hoped that he could do his part.
This world is really too backward, because there are countless people getting sick and dying, and her power alone is really too weak.
Nangong Chuiyang looked at the needles, still emitting a cold light, but Jiang Fang's words just now made him feel that Jiang Fang was really willing to teach him.
So he took Jiang Fang's sketches and read them over and over again, then compared them with his own hands. After he was almost familiar with the structure, he picked up a needle.
When Jiang Fang returned to the courtyard, Nangong Chuiyang was still in the same room. Jiang Fang walked in and took a look, and saw blood on the ground.
She frowned and walked forward to see Nangong Chuiyang's hands covered with blood donation and the bloody needle. After Nangong Chuiyang simply stopped the bleeding, he was ready to continue pricking, but was stopped by Jiang Fang.
Jiang Fang looked at the needle hole on the back of his hand and said, "You're going to prick it first? Your hand is already useless. Let's wait until it gets better in a few days before pricking it."
Nangong Chuiyang asked doubtfully: "I see that the blood vessels in your sketch are still very long. I always prick them close together. Look, there are still places on the back of the hand."
Jiang Fang sighed: "This is very troublesome to explain, but you should know that if there is a hole in a pipe, water will keep flowing.
In order to stop the water from flowing, you can only block it. So do you think there will be water coming down there? Isn't the same thing true for the blood vessels? The ones behind you are all white pricks. Stop the bleeding first. We'll tell you when it's better in a few days.
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Nangong Chuiyang looked at Jiang Fang in disbelief. Her hands were almost like a hornet's nest. She said she had them in vain?
Nangong Chuiyang's hands were trembling. When he thought that all these things were in vain, he felt that his blood was flowing backwards, and he would vomit blood if he was stimulated again!