Chapter 65: Sixty-five, treatment Chapter 65: Sixty-five, treatment Wu Tingfeng and Ling Xiaojuan helped Wu Tianpeng to the bed to lie down.
“Take off his clothes. We’ll need to perform acupuncture soon,” Song Yan Ning said as she took silver needles out of her bag to sterilize them.
“Dr. Yang, will you or the young doctor be treating Tian Peng?” Old Sir Wu asked, looking at Yang Lisheng. He hoped for Yang Lisheng to treat Tian Peng, after all, with age comes experience, which he figured must surpass that of Song Yan Ning.
“Xiao Ning will treat him. Don’t worry, although Xiao Ning is young, her medical skills are even better than mine,” Yang Lisheng said, looking towards Song Yan Ning with pride on his face. Xiao Ning’s medical skills surpassed his, especially her acupuncture technique. Nevertheless, he wanted her to practice more so her skills could improve even faster.
“Alright,” Old Sir Wu nodded, a hint of worry in his eyes. He couldn’t believe Yang Lisheng’s words; a six or seven-year-old girl, even if she started learning medicine from the womb, could not possibly be better than a doctor in his sixties or seventies. But since he was asking for their help, he couldn’t complain. All he hoped was that Song Yan Ning wouldn’t slip up.
After Song Yan Ning sterilized the silver needles, she looked at Wu Tianpeng on the bed, ready to begin. She moved forward, her hands dropping simultaneously, so fast it was impossible to see clearly.
When she withdrew her hands, everyone saw Wu Tianpeng’s body covered in needles.
Old Sir Wu, Wu Tingfeng, and Ling Xiaojuan all wore expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces. They all breathed a sigh of relief. Initially, they were all somewhat uncertain about Song Yan Ning, since she was just a child, but after witnessing her swift movements, they knew her medical skill was extraordinary, even better than many renowned doctors they had seen.
“How do you feel now?” Song Yan Ning asked Wu Tianpeng.
“I feel a bit warm, and it’s very comfortable,” Wu Tianpeng felt a warm current surging through his body.
“I will remove the needles after a quarter of an hour. Close your eyes and rest for a while. I’ll take off this bracelet for you,” Song Yan Ning said, removing the bracelet from Wu Tianpeng’s left wrist and sitting down next to Li Meixiang. She wasn’t particularly fond of treating and saving people, but she knew her grandfather’s earnest wishes. As long as her grandparents were happy, she was willing to do it.
“Dr. Yang, young doctor, do you know how Tian Peng got poisoned?” Old Sir Wu asked. Ever since Yang Lisheng mentioned that Tian Peng was poisoned, he had been worried about the cause. They all ate together, so it seemed unlikely that the poison would be in the food.
Song Yan Ning shook the bracelet she just took off Wu Tianpeng’s hand, “The poison is on this bracelet. It’s made from Black Stone Wood from Xichuan, which can release toxins. Because the amount of toxin was small, you wouldn’t feel anything initially. Over time, it would gradually damage the body’s functions. But it’s not just the bracelet.”
“Xiao Ning, throw it away quickly,” Li Meixiang’s face changed as she heard the bracelet was poisonous, and she hurriedly knocked the bracelet out of Song Yan Ning’s hands.
Song Yan Ning smiled and rested her head on Li Meixiang’s shoulder, “Grandma, it’s okay, don’t worry.” She chuckled to herself. Who could compete with her when it came to using poison?
“What else is there?” Wu Tingfeng asked curiously.
“There’s also the tonics. The tonics that Uncle Wu usually takes must have been tampered with,” Song Yan Ning spoke surely. She had smelled a faint fragrance when she first entered the room, and it came from the jar of tonics on the bedside table.
“Tonics?” Wu Tingfeng, Old Sir Wu, and Ling Xiaojuan all simultaneously looked at the jar of tonics on the bedside table. The tonics, which Wu Tianming had someone bring from abroad, were said to be beneficial for the sick, and Wu Tianpeng had been taking them for several years.
Song Yan Ning nodded, “That jar of tonics has been tampered with.”
“How despicable! How could my eldest uncle and third uncle do this to my dad? I’m going to confront them,” said Wu Tingfeng, angrily rising to his feet, ready to go downstairs and find Wu Tianming and Wu Tianci. It just occurred to him that the bracelet was a gift from his third uncle who bought it on a trip. His father had always liked it and never took it off. He hadn’t expected the bracelet to be poisoned.
“Xiao Feng, sit down first,” Old Sir Wu’s face looked very ugly. He had suspected that Tian Peng’s poisoning had something to do with Tianming and the others, but it was heart-breaking to find out it was indeed their doing. He was so disappointed in them; they did not care for fraternal love at all.
“Grandfather, my eldest uncle and third uncle have gone too far. My dad is their own brother,” Wu Tingfeng said, anguish in his heart, as if someone was cutting him with a knife. He had always respected his eldest uncle and third uncle, but to his shock, they turned out to be such people.
Song Yan Ning glanced at the two men and stood up, walking to the bed to start removing the needles from Wu Tianpeng. Sometimes in the face of interests, familial affection is worthless.
“How do you feel?” Song Yan Ning asked Wu Tianpeng after removing the needles and checking his pulse again.
“Much better. I don’t have the angina like before.” Wu Tianpeng was feeling very upset now. It was as if something was blocking his chest, making it hard to breathe, but this kind of suffocation was different from before.
He had suspected his oldest brother and his third brother might have had a hand in it, but he quickly dismissed the thought because they were his brothers, his own kin. But now, it turned out they really wanted to kill him. He never thought about competing with them for the family assets, just wanted to use his own abilities to take the Wu Family further.
“I’ll prescribe you a remedy. If you drink it continuously for half a month, the damaged organs will fully recover,” said Song Yan Ning, who was not interested in the Wu Family’s domestic affairs. Such fratricidal events weren’t new; the Wu Family was far from the first, as history had seen many such cases.
“Thank you, young doctor!” Wu Tianpeng thanked her.
Song Yan Ning shook her head, “No need for thanks!”
Seeing Song Yan Ning and her companions descend the stairs, Wu Tianming and Wu Tianci glared at Song Yan Ning and Yang Lisheng with resentment. It was this grandfather and granddaughter duo who had disrupted their plans, and they would certainly not let them off.
Song Yan Ning gave a cold glance to the two men. She knew their thoughts, but if they wanted to go against her and her grandfather, they had to have the capability. She had already prepared the amulet, and anyone who tried to harm her grandparents would be struck by it.
Seeing Song Yan Ning’s icy gaze, Wu Tianming and Wu Tianci simultaneously shivered. Why did they feel this way? The other side was just a six or seven-year-old child, what were they afraid of?
At that moment, there was the sound of footsteps at the door.
Lead by a servant, Xu Bowen entered the hall to see Yang Lisheng and immediately showed a surprised expression, “Teacher, is that really you?” He couldn’t believe it when Wu Tingfeng told him; he hadn’t expected his teacher to have returned to Beijing.