This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

After Li Jianwei finished the phone call, the first thing delivered into Du Heng’s hand was a complete set of needle utensils.

Once the needle utensils arrived, Du Heng took several deep breaths consecutively, even closed his eyes to try to adjust his breathing to a steady rhythm, and only then did he slowly pick up the fine needle handed over by Li Jianwei.

Just as he was about to insert the needle, Du Heng paused once more, repeating the treatment plan he had formulated in his mind.

First, intensely puncture the ten diffusing points and Twelve Well Points to induce bleeding, draining Tianjing to penetrate the rash. The eczema must be fully triggered, leading to the rapid separation of the skin rash toxin from the blood.

Next, intensely puncture the philtrum to awaken the spirit and open the orifices.

After running through it swiftly in his mind, Du Heng held his breath and focused, collecting his thoughts before beginning the acupuncture.

However, the old saying ”a doctor cannot cure himself” has its reasons and basis.

In the past, when Du Heng performed acupuncture, even giving a newborn Baby acupuncture, he managed to stay calm and composed, with pinpoint precision.

But when the needle tip pierced his daughter’s skin, his hand trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

He feared that he used too much force, worried that the insertion location was off, and feared even more that the acupuncture would have no effect.

The self in ”a doctor cannot cure himself” not only refers to the Doctor himself but also to close relatives of the doctor.

The Director and experts watching nearby all held their breath, staying far away while silently observing Du Heng’s treatment.

They feared that even a noticeable breathing sound might affect Du Heng’s procedure.

At that moment, the entire emergency room was so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard.

Du Heng completed the acupuncture precisely as he had planned, without deviating in the slightest.

When he reached the final step, the GV-26 point, Du Heng’s tense fingers and joints began to stiffen, fearful of a judgment error.

He was afraid that the GV-26 point would be useless, as some people say after insertion.

Just as Du Heng inserted the needle, delivering a strong stimulation, the previously heavy-breathing Child suddenly burst into tears.

Whew~~~

Du Heng subconsciously let out a breath, and the observers around him also exhaled simultaneously.

It seemed that each of them heard the trembling breath of those beside them as they exhaled.

Du Heng tried hard to maintain his composure, slowly stood up but reached out to steady the child’s sick bed, ”Teacher, help bring Mother in.”

Li Jianwei was very excited.

He had seen Du Heng turn the tide many times before, but none had been as nerve-wracking as this.

At this moment, he heard Du Heng’s words and didn’t care who was the Master or the Disciple between them, nor who should be instructing whom; he just turned quickly and walked out.

Wu Shengnan came in quickly, hearing the child’s cries, rushed over at once.

Du Heng quickly intercepted her, gently speaking, ”Don’t be impatient, don’t cry either, right now there’s something I need you to do.”

Wu Shengnan affectionately glanced at the child so close by, striving to hold back from crying aloud, ”Husband, just tell me, I’m listening.”

”Do you have milk right now?” Du Heng asked quietly.

But the emergency room was only so big, and no matter how soft Du Heng’s Voice, others could still hear clearly.

So, as soon as Du Heng’s voice dropped, Everyone present who hasn’t left began to tacitly move outside.

Wu Shengnan was stunned upon hearing the question.

She had been breastfeeding all along and indeed had milk.

Even when going to work, she always carried a breast pump with her.

But during this period, she herself seemed to have forgotten she was still in the breastfeeding period.

It seems, the milk has decreased!

Suddenly, Wu Shengnan felt a kind of helplessness, quite bewildered.

Du Heng’s Eye remained on his crying daughter, not noticing Wu Shengnan’s expression, continuing to say, ”I want you to breastfeed the child once; first, so the child can have some food; relying solely on nutrient solution isn’t ideal.

Secondly, to use the bond during nursing to stimulate the child a bit.”

Wu Shengnan responded heavily with a ”Yes, I can do it.”

Du Heng nodded slightly, bending down directly to remove the wires and tubes connected to the child, then letting Wu Shengnan hold the child to breastfeed.

Once Wu Shengnan turned around and held the child to start feeding, Du Heng’s expression shifted and was no longer as relaxed as before.

Did he know that Wu Shengnan’s milk had decreased?

He knew.

Even if he didn’t know, he could guess it.

Moreover, the child now only opens their mouth to cry, the fundamental issue hasn’t been resolved, and the Child cannot be fed.

But Du Heng still proceeded.

The first reason was as he told Wu Shengnan earlier, to try stimulating the child’s vitality through nursing.

The second was to allow Wu Shengnan and the child to remain together for a while.

He understood, the stress Wu Shengnan endured over these days is beyond his comprehension.

Feeding hadn’t even lasted a few seconds when Du Heng decisively stopped Wu Shengnan, saying he had thought wrongly prior and instructed her not to feed anymore, but just hold the child.

As the Child left their ”food source,” the crying intensified more loudly than before, even more piercing.

Du Heng let out a breath; his thoughts were correct.

Subsequently, Du Heng frequently glanced towards the door.

The child’s Treatment wasn’t finished yet; the Child’s critical period hadn’t passed, yet without medicine, he couldn’t proceed to the next step.