"Just this...."
Patients at the door who were spectating showed peculiar expressions.
"Pfft...."
Even a few of them, unable to hold back, actually burst out laughing.
Among these dozens of patients, there were those with fractures, burns, and others not yet healed from surgeries, all more serious than the woman whose finger was wrapped with a band-aid.
She probably cut her hand while chopping vegetables at ho and ca to seek a redy from Divine Doctor's senior disciple for a hemostatic and tissue-regenerating dicine, right?
This Stick Nation handso guy, after all that picking, chose soone whose condition was neither painful nor itchy. Was he completely ignorant about dicine, or did he look down on our Hua Country's traditional Chinese dicine?
"Hmm... Qin Yu, this is a bit tricky!"
Unexpectedly, Divine Doctor looked at the woman and a serious expression appeared on his face.
"Indeed, clotting disorders, many experts are at a loss!"
Qin Yu also nodded in agreent.
It looked like Li Sihao had so skills, having chosen a patient with a clotting disorder. This condition normally doesn't affect daily life. But once injured, even a small wound can be fatal.
Because a patient with this disease has blood that doesn't clot, resulting in blood continuously flowing out without them feeling much, and by the ti they realize it, their blood might have run dry.
Currently, there is no highly effective treatnt plan for clotting disorders in the dical community.
"Hehe, please go ahead!"
Li Sihao pushed up his gold-rimd glasses, smiling sinisterly as he spoke.
"Clotting disorders... so terrifying!"
Although the patients present didn't understand what clotting disorders ant, they could look it up online. Soon, soone took out their phone to search and couldn't help exclaiming in shock.
"Looks like this guy from Stick Nation really has so substance!"
"Yeah, he played a trump card right away, giving Qin Yu such a troubleso patient to deal with!"
"You can't lose the first round. Otherwise, the pressure will be on. You'd have to win two straight rounds to make a coback!"
Patients at the door started discussing quietly, all of them feeling anxious for Qin Yu.
Could he handle such a difficult patient?
"Hmm... Big sister, tear off the band-aid, let have a look!"
Qin Yu stood up, walked over to the female patient, and said.
"Oh..."
Actually, the woman didn't hold out much hope, having sought dical treatnt for years without any improvent in her clotting disorder. She tried to avoid going out and doing housework as much as possible, and even when staying ho to watch TV, she would wear gloves.
She was just afraid of getting hurt and bleeding to death.
But today her luck was bad. While sitting on the sofa watching TV, a wire sticking out of the surface of the sofa pricked her finger. Luckily her family noticed it in ti, and they quickly wrapped it with a band-aid. Hearing that Divine Doctor might co to the dical hall today, she thought of trying her luck, hoping Divine Doctor could cure her.
"Drip, drip..."
No sooner had the woman torn off the band-aid, the red blood continued to flow, dripping to the floor like droplets. For a normal person, such a small wound would stop bleeding in one to two minutes at most. This woman had wrapped several layers of band-aids, but they didn't have much effect.
"Hehe...."
Li Sihao must have known how difficult it was to treat a clotting disorder. He smiled in satisfaction before sitting back down to continue drinking tea.
"Your disease, acupuncture, taking dicine, it's all useless!"
Qin Yu glanced at the woman's bleeding hand, then gave a wry smile: "Looks like I can only try this move!"
"Huh... Qin Yu, are you not confident?"
Divine Doctor suddenly beca anxious.
The first round was crucial; they couldn't afford to lose.
"No!"
Qin Yu shook his head, then turned to Shi Wei and said, "Get a wine cup!"
"Uh... ok!"
Shi Wei was startled for a mont before going into the house to fetch a ceramic wine cup, about one hundred milliliters in size.
Qin Yu took the wine cup, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his wrist, and took out the Silver Needle he always carried, lightly scratching his wrist.
Drip, drip...
Drip, drip....
Blood dripped into the wine glass.
"Is this kid putting on airs, playing so kind of self-harm ga?"
Ou Changfeng, clutching his thigh and tilting his body, glanced at Qin Yu and muttered.
"Cousin, Qin Yu really has quite a few tricks up his sleeve. You should learn to acknowledge others' excellence!"
Lu Wenrou said helplessly.
"Humph... am I not excellent?"
Ou Changfeng pouted.
"Alright, let's not disturb Qin Yu!"
After Lu Wenrou spoke, she attentively observed every move Qin Yu made. She was actually very curious about what it ant for Qin Yu to cut his wrist with a silver needle and catch the blood in a wine glass.
"Hey, Divine Doctor Du's little apprentice isn't treating soone, but letting out his own blood, what's he scheming?"
"Could it be that he also has a coagulopathy and is trying to show everyone he's powerless to help this way?"
"Who knows, let's just keep watching!"
Patients gathered at the entrance, craning their necks and staring at Qin Yu without blinking.
After two or three minutes, as the wine glass was about to fill up with blood, Qin Yu handed it to the female patient and said, "Drink this, you have a blood disease, and my blood is quite strong, let's see if it can have a comprehensive effect!"
"This... thank you!"
The female patient nodded gratefully, took the wine glass, and tilted her head back to drink it down.
Actually, blood has been considered dicinally valuable since ancient tis, not to ntion soone like Qin Yu, who has been soaked in various herbs since childhood and possesses True Qi. Even ordinary animals – pigs, chickens, ducks – their blood can be nourishing and warming.
For instance, hot pot restaurants often serve fresh duck blood, and we can buy pig's blood at the market as well.
Moreover, in ancient tis, there were even folk redies that involved eating "blood buns" to cure diseases. Even emperors would drink deer's blood for strengthening and health.
Qin Yu's idea must be not just a shot in the dark, but based on so dical reasoning.
"Does that actually work?"
Li Sihao pushed his gold-rimd glasses up, revealing a dubious expression.
His grandfather had never taught him that blood could be used to treat clotting disorders.
"Sister, sit and rest for a mont, we'll see the effect in a while. If it doesn't work, then I'm out of ideas."
After shrugging his shoulders, Qin Yu concentrated True Qi into the wound on his wrist, and it quickly stopped bleeding.
Shi Wei passed him a hematostatic and healing plaster, and after applying it, Qin Yu let his sleeve down.
There's no such thing as a free lunch; to get that five-hundred-year-old ginseng, how could you not pay a price?
Maybe ten minutes later.
After glancing at his wristwatch, Li Sihao's gaze returned to Qin Yu, "It should be about ti. Can you please tell , how do you prove you've cured the patient?"
"Since her condition is a coagulopathy, she'll bleed uncontrollably from any wound. Co on, sister, trouble yourself to make another cut!"
Qin Yu handed his silver needle to the female patient.
"Okay!"
The female patient bit her lip and, imitating Qin Yu, forcefully drew the silver needle across her wrist.
Qin Yu had bled so much to cure himself; a little suffering was nothing for her.
Drip, drip....
Soon, blood started dripping from the woman's wrist.
Qin Yu handed her a plaster, "Apply this and wait two minutes before you peel it off!"
"Okay!"
After the female patient did as she was told, everyone once again waited patiently.
Two minutes flew by quickly.
"You can try now!"
Qin Yu said to the female patient.
He was sowhat unsure himself, not knowing whether he had lost or won this round.
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