Chapter 342

With just that one look, Shu Ying understood Xie Zhiyan's worries.

She pulled her arm out of his hand and patted the back of his hand.

"Don't worry, I'm just taking his pulse and checking his condition, doing my duty as a doctor."

She gave him a slight smile, as if to reassure him.

"Don't worry, it's alright. Besides, you're right here with me."

These words seemed to say that with him around, she felt completely at ease.

He was the source of all her security.

With just one sentence and one smile, Xie Zhiyan was instantly defeated.

He sighed inwardly and didn't object anymore, which was considered tacit approval.

Reassured, Shu Ying turned around and began communicating with Howard and Lusca in a foreign language.

"Gentlemen, could you please help Du Chenzhou to a chair?"

Howard and Lusca were surprised by Shu Ying's fluent speech. They were taken aback for a moment, then exchanged a glance.

After a moment's hesitation, Howard still asked with some unease.

"what you up to?"

Shu Ying gave a kind smile.

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor. I just noticed that something was wrong with him, and I was checking on him as part of my professional duty to see if he needed to be taken to the hospital."

Lusca frowned and looked Shuying up and down. Seeing that she was empty-handed, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

"But you don't have any equipment right now, how are you going to examine him?"

Shu Ying smiled.

"Traditional Chinese medicine pulse diagnosis does not require any instruments."

Howard and Lusca had heard of traditional Chinese medicine, but had never seen it.

Having grown accustomed to seeing Western doctors in white coats, the two couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Is it possible that there really is a method in the world that can be performed without instruments?

With some skepticism, the two followed Shu Ying's instructions and helped Du Chenzhou to a chair. As soon as they turned around, they saw that Shu Ying had found a towel and placed it under Du Chenzhou's wrist to take his pulse.

Howard and Lusca stared at Shu Ying's movements, blinking repeatedly, their blue eyes filled with doubt.

Is simply placing your fingers on someone's wrist what Shu Ying calls an examination?

Can this really reveal anything?

Neither of them dared to speak for a moment, holding their breath and watching Shu Ying's movements intently.

After a moment, Shu Ying understood and withdrew her hand.

"The situation is not very serious. It should just be a headache and dizziness caused by stimulation of the brain nerves."

Howard and Lusca's mouths gaped slightly.

"You found out so much just by placing your hand on his wrist?"

Shu Ying nodded with a smile.

"Yes, that's the beauty of traditional Chinese medicine."

Howard and Lusca were greatly surprised. After a moment of reaction, they asked again.

"Then...does he need to go to the hospital for treatment?"

Shu Ying waved her hand while taking out her sewing kit from her handbag.

She explained briefly as she unbuttoned the sewing kit.

"Du Chenzhou's condition isn't considered extremely serious, but if we use Western medicine methods, treatment will take some time."

"If you want to relieve the pain in the short term, a few injections will solve the problem. You can then go to the hospital to get some medication to regulate your body."

Lusca and Howard had big, puzzled eyes.

"Needle?"

Before they could understand what Shu Ying meant, Shu Ying had already unfolded the needle curtain, her fingertips brushing across the silver needles of varying lengths, and directly pulled out the thickest and longest one.

Those thin, long needles, with their cold gleam, were terrifying to look at.

Howard and Lusca were startled, their expressions changing almost instantly, as they swallowed hard and backed away.

"What...what is going on? Let's talk this out."

His panicked expression made it clear that he thought Shu Ying was going to use that needle to kill Du Chenzhou.

"In your China, is it not illegal to kill someone with a needle?"

Otherwise, they really couldn't understand why Shu Ying would be so bold as to pull out the needle in front of so many people.

Even bolder things followed, with Shu Ying turning directly to look at Chen Feng and his companion.

"Officer Chen, could you please find me some candles and alcohol? I need to disinfect."

Chen Feng agreed without hesitation and immediately set out to search.

Howard and Lusca were even more shocked.

Chen Feng moved quickly and found everything in the blink of an eye.

Shu Ying was busy disinfecting the silver needles and preparing them, and didn't have time to explain to Howard and Lusca.

Du Zhiwei first had someone go find a doctor in advance to prepare, but when she turned around and saw how frightened the two of them were, she quickly explained.

"She's not harming anyone; she's treating Du Chenzhou's illness."

"Treatment?"

"Treatment requires... needles?"

They had never seen a treatment like this before.

In their minds, a needle has only one use: sewing clothes.

It's not unheard of for needles to be stuck into people's bodies, but that almost exclusively happens in urban legends and the cruel punishments of the Middle Ages.

Du Zhiwei let out a weak sigh and patiently explained to the two foreign friends that Shu Ying was treating people with acupuncture, a traditional Chinese medicine method passed down from ancient times.

After much persuasion and explanation, they finally began to believe them.

Du Zhiwei felt a little tired.

She was originally there to handle matters as a translator on behalf of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and she didn't want someone like Shu Ying, who had come from a different background, to interfere in their department's affairs.

Who would have thought that this matter would escalate to this point? Not only did she fail to stop Shu Ying, but she's now acting as Shu Ying's translator, explaining what traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture are...

This is a road I never imagined.

Du Zhiwei suddenly felt like asking a question.

Who is she? Where is she? What is she doing?

Howard and Lusca's attention was entirely focused on the needle in Shu Ying's hand.

Although Du Zhiwei had just finished explaining, they were still shaken when they saw the long, thin, and sharp-looking needle.

This is actually a method of treating illness in China?

Is this the legendary mysterious Eastern medicine...? But why does he feel that after this one needle, even the sick dare not get sick anymore?

So the essence of acupuncture is to scare away the disease?

While the two foreigners were still clueless and staring intently at the silver needle, Du Chenzhou had already selectively ignored it.

At this moment, all his attention was involuntarily focused on Shu Ying.

He had never been this close to Shu Ying before, and he didn't seem to remember ever seeing Shu Ying up close like this before.

Her features and appearance were even more vivid and bright than I remembered, so beautiful that it took my breath away.

Even from such a close distance, he could even smell the fragrance emanating from Shu Ying.

He greedily yet subtly inhaled her scent, wishing he could etch it into his mind and never forget it for the rest of his life.