After crossing, I was miserable.

Chapter 573 Pulse Number

I saw this petite, pretty female doctor walking slowly towards me with light yet graceful steps.

When she came in front of Madam Yang, she first bowed slightly and saluted Madam Yang respectfully. Then, she gently lifted the hem of her skirt and sat down slowly on the exquisite wooden stool placed next to Madam Yang.

After she sat down steadily, the female doctor stretched out a fair and slender hand and carefully placed it on Mrs. Yang's wrist, ready to take her pulse.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened - Mrs. Yang burped loudly without any warning!

The burp came so suddenly and was so loud that everyone present was stunned.

Mrs. Yang obviously did not expect such an embarrassing situation. Her face turned red in an instant, like a ripe apple.

The blush quickly spread from her cheeks to her ears, making her, who was originally graceful and elegant, look a little embarrassed and shy.

Then, Nanny Yang's face was as gloomy as water, and she glanced at the many maids in the room with a sharp gaze. The maids all lowered their heads.

Immediately afterwards, Nanny Yang took a group of maids and left. The maids did not dare to disobey in the slightest and filed out.

However, the personal maid beside Yang Chuyi seemed to want to continue staying with her mistress, and she hesitated and refused to move.

Upon seeing this, Madam Yang frowned slightly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she stared straight at the little maid.

The little maid was frightened by the fierce look, and she trembled all over. She swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth to defend herself.

She had no choice but to lower her head obediently, and like a frightened little rabbit, she hurriedly followed the other maids out of the room.

Mrs. Yang's face was slightly red, and a thin layer of sweat was seeping out of her forehead. I think it was because she was quite nervous.

Not only that, perhaps because of the embarrassment just now, coupled with her inner shame, she actually burped several times in succession.

However, the young female doctor sitting next to her seemed to have heard nothing and turned a blind eye, and continued to handle her work calmly and confidently.

She first carefully felt Madam Yang's pulse, and then gently took out a thin and shiny silver needle from the cloth bag she carried with her.

Then, the young female doctor turned sideways and looked at Madam Yang:

"Ma'am, please rest assured. You may feel a little pain next, but this is normal. I hope you can be patient for a while."

After she finished speaking, the young medical girl was seen holding a slender silver needle with a focused look, carefully adjusting the angle and strength, as if what she was holding in her hand was not an ordinary silver needle, but an invaluable treasure.

Then, she took a deep breath, and gently and accurately inserted the silver needle into an acupuncture point on Mrs. Yang's arm.

At the moment the silver needle touched her skin, Mrs. Yang's body trembled slightly, but just a moment later, something amazing happened - Mrs. Yang, who had been hiccuping, stopped instantly!

However, the young female doctor did not stop her actions. She continued to treat the patient in an orderly manner, with such skill that people could not help but admire her.

In fact, the pain caused by acupuncture is far less severe than people imagine.

The feeling is more like being bitten by a tiny mosquito. Although there is a slight stinging sensation, it is definitely not unbearable.

And as time goes by, this slight pain will soon disappear.

Not only that, Mrs. Yang felt that her stomach did not have the common bloating and discomfort caused by eating too much. On the contrary, it was filled with a wonderful warm feeling.

This warmth is like the spring sunshine gently falling on the body, making people feel extremely comfortable and cozy.

"Ma'am, it's been taken care of! You may have just eaten a little too much greasy food today, so there's no need to worry too much.

Next, you just need to eat some hawthorn foods that help digestion. "The young female doctor explained to Madam Yang in a soft voice, her voice as clear and pleasant as a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

Upon hearing this, Madam Yang immediately smiled with joy, and nodded repeatedly in response:

"That's great! This is much better than your father's! He only gave me those bitter and unpalatable pills, not even one with a sweet taste!

It's better to be like you. You don't need to take bitter pills. Just eat a few sour and sweet hawthorns to solve the problem!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Yang could not help but reach out and gently pat the young female doctor's delicate and fair hands, her eyes full of love and admiration for this caring young female doctor.

At this moment, Mrs. Yang's heart was filled with joy, she couldn't even express how happy she was.

"By the way, you can show it to Chu Yi too! Look, your father has been treating her for such a long time, but the effect is really not that obvious.

So, you have to take action!"

After Madam Yang finished speaking, she turned to Yang Chuyi and said:

"Come, come, come and sit over here. Let the little doctor diagnose you carefully." Madam Yang said expectantly, while reaching out to grab Yang Chuyi, trying to pull her to the seat where she had just sat.

However, something unexpected happened.

Yang Chuyi seemed to be extremely frightened. He shrank back suddenly and quickly dodged the hand that Madam Yang extended.

"Chu Yi?"

Mrs. Yang was shocked. She never expected Yang Chuyi to have such a violent reaction.

At this moment, Yang Chuyi was filled with regret.

She knew very well that her actions just now were too inappropriate, so she quickly lowered her head and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Auntie. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to do that. It's just... I just didn't react immediately at the time. I hope you don't take it to heart."

Although Yang Chuyi had apologized sincerely, Mrs. Yang still showed a hint of surprise and confusion on her face.

But soon, she returned to normal and tried to persuade again:

"Oh, it's okay, kid! Come over here and sit down. Let the little doctor feel your pulse and take a good look at you. In my opinion, this little girl's medical skills are better than her father's!"

But no matter how Mrs. Yang persuaded her, Yang Chuyi's originally pretty face looked extremely embarrassed at this moment. She stood there motionless, as if her feet had taken root.

The young doctor knew this cousin of the family, and she probably guessed why she didn't want her to take her pulse.

So he came to the rescue and said, "Madam, Miss Tang is fine, she's just a little weak, she just needs to eat more supplements."

"Really?" Mrs. Yang asked with some doubt.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, it's none of your business. Go down."

Then he turned to Yang Chuyi and said, "You should go back too. I'm a little tired. Mammy, help me wash up."

"Yes, ma'am."

Yang Chuyi didn't say anything, but her expression looked as if she had suffered a great injustice. She bowed slightly and left.