<h4>Chapter 394: Chapter 394 He Doesn’t Like Spoiled Brats</h4><h4></h4>


    "Shen Xuanzhi."


    Qiao Xi called out his name.


    Shen Xuanzhi nodded, dressed in loose casual clothing, which was somewhat different from his attire during thepetition.


    His brows and eyes still carried a trace of mncholy, and that sharp, world-weary face bore little expression. He pursed his lips and said nothing more.


    Yan Shi’an said, "The patient inside is Xiaoshen’s mother. You probably met her at the acupuncture conference. The Shen Family’s Sparrow Pecking Technique emphasizes conditioning, but it can’t awaken her. We can only try your Plum Blossom Nine Needles."


    Qiao Xi listened to Yan Shi’an’s exnation and nodded.


    She walked into the hospital room and saw the very gentle woman lying on the hospital bed. The sunlight through the window fell on her, softening even further.


    She should be in her forties or fifties, but her temples were already graying, suggesting she had led a hard life.


    Her gaze flickered as she remembered the two sums of money Shen Xuanzhi had epted before the acupuncture conference.


    Was he gathering money for his mother’s treatment?


    It was hard to believe that the prestigious Shen Family had fallen to such straits. Grandpa Cheng had said that for over twenty years, the Shen Family had been a renowned lineage in Jiangnan. That is until Shen Xuanzhi’s father took his life by leaping from a building, and the Shen family was overnight burdened with immense debts and fell from grace.


    If she remembered correctly, Shen Xuanzhi must have been born that same year.


    "What caused the patient to fall into aa?"


    Shen Xuanzhi spoke up, his voice revealing slight weariness, "She identally fell down the stairs and hit her head. She has a high chance of awakening, but now we need to race against time. The Sparrow Pecking Technique’s conditioning takes too long."


    So, a more aggressive acupuncture method was needed to directly stimte and awaken the patient!


    Qiao Xi reviewed the medical report again and formed a n in her mind.


    A vegetative patient in aa for a month still had a great chance of waking up. The Sparrow Pecking Technique could relieve stagnation, but another lesion found in the patient couldn’t afford to wait that long.


    She still needed to wake her up promptly, to proceed with Western surgical excision of the intracranial lesion.


    "I understand."


    Qiao Xi took out the Golden Needle she carried with her and spread them out on the bedside.


    She picked up a needle and inserted it into Divine Court, Benshen, and Baihui!


    Lifting gently and pressing slowly!


    She felt a downward pulling sensation from within the needle and then withdrew it!


    Her gaze was focused, her voice soft, "The best way to awaken the senses is tobine head and body points. Stimte with needles for half an hour, then leave the needles in for one hour."


    She took out a fine needle and inserted it lightly into the patient’s philtrum.


    This technique was clearly the Shen Family’s Sparrow Pecking Acupuncture Technique.


    She looked up at Shen Xuanzhi and said, "My master always said I bite off more than I could chew, but he also taught me many acupuncture techniques. Integrating various schools of acupuncture andplementing them with each other yields the most effective results. This Sparrow Pecking Technique was taught by your father to my master."


    Shen Xuanzhi watched her, his dark eyes calm, even showing a trace of disbelief. Hisplexion was pale and even a bit sickly.


    Integration was not something just anyone could achieve!


    The once-coveted Sparrow Pecking Technique of the Shen Family was also something Lu Bannong wanted.


    As his father’s Handwritten Notes mentioned, a medically gifted TCM practitioner could feel the fluctuations of Meridian Qi and determine how to apply needles, integrating various methods to create their own school.


    Qiao Xi was clearly such a person, yet she seemed unaware of how exceptional her talent was.


    No wonder Cheng Han, who was at the height of his prominence, had dered he would no longer take on disciples, only toter ept such a closed-door disciple.


    No one wanted to see such a talent go to waste!


    "The Fen Residence requires high-frequency twisting stimtion," Qiao Xi said while working, speaking deliberately to Shen Xuanzhi.


    Shen Xuanzhi covered his lips and coughed twice before saying, "Okay."


    Qiao Xi withdrew the needle and inserted it again, her phone in her pocket vibrating a few times, but she was too busy to check.


    ...


    In the hospital corridor.


    Huo Sijiao had sent several messages in a row without receiving a reply from Qiao Xi. Guessing that her sister-inw must be busy, she decided she had to find her on her own.


    She ran to the nurse’s station to ask Shu Xue and learned that Qiao Xi was in the hospital room.


    Unfortunately, Shu Xue was too busy to apany her.


    So Huo Sijiao had no choice but to search room by room.


    Walking down the long corridor of the inpatient department, I heard two nurses chatting while preparing medication.


    "Have you seen the handsome guy in room 1805? He has such a world-weary face, looks cold, and unapproachable. But that’s just the type I love, it’s hard to imagine what this kind of repressed man would look like in a rtionship..."


    "Well, he’s a patient, looks rather frail, and his mother is still unconscious."


    "It’s a shame such a guy is a patient. What type of person do you think he’d like?"


    "I think his family doesn’t seem very wealthy, plus he has his mother to take care of. He probably likes someone who can be a good wife and mother, definitely not someone who is high-maintenance."


    "That makes sense."


    Huo Sijiao slowed her pace, feeling as if driven by some demon to listen in on their conversation, and then approached to ask, "Who were you just talking about?"


    Both nurses exchanged a look and neither wanted to divulge anything.


    Huo Sijiao quickly amended her request, "Actually, I’m here looking for Doctor Qiao, she’s my sister-inw. Could you tell me?"


    "You’re Miss Huo?"


    "Yes, I am Huo Sijiao."


    They looked her over before speaking, "Doctor Qiao is in the room giving a patient acupuncture. Perhaps you could wait at the nurse’s station."


    "Alright."


    Huo Sijiao obediently sat down in the rest chair next to the nurse’s station. She was fair and pretty, dressed in a mboyant bright red dress, her hair braided into a herringbone it adorned with a diamond hair clip.


    She looked every inch the pampered youngdy.


    Like a delicate, exquisite rose.


    She browsed through her phone out of boredom when she suddenly remembered the nurses mentioning room 1805.


    She nced at a row of room numbers and discovered room 1805 was just ahead.


    She stood up and slowly walked over, feeling that the handsome guy they mentioned seemed a bit familiar to someone she knew.


    She stopped at the door of room 1805, which was ajar.


    However, there was a small ss window on the door of the hospital’s rooms that allowed one to see patient movements.


    At a nce, she saw a young man inside, tall and straight, with ck hair and ck eyes, seemingly uninterested in everything. He was slightly bent over, covering his lips as he coughed fits, a faint red touching his pale face from the coughing.


    Indeed, it was the patient they talked about.


    Huo Sijiao leaned in closer but unintentionally kicked the door.


    The slightly open door creaked wider, and the few people inside all looked at her.


    Especially the man with the calm gaze hiding something.


    Huo Sijiao felt a bit embarrassed, "I..."


    "Jiaojiao."


    Qiao Xi called out upon seeing her, "Are you here looking for me?"


    "Yes! Sister-inw, I sent you several messages but you didn’t reply, so I thought toe find you." She spoke in a breathless soft whisper, sneaking nces at Shen Xuanzhi, noticing no change in his expression.


    As if he regarded her not even as air.


    "You can sit here for a while, I’m almost finished," Qiao Xi said softly.


    This awakening required two mid-procedure treatments, with needles left in afterward.


    "Oh, okay."


    Huo Sijiao, usually lively and straightforward, with no particr way of walking, didn’t know why but upon remembering what the nurses had said, she found herself taking smaller steps, gently seating herself on the chair next to Shen Xuanzhi.


    She stole nces at him.


    The nurse said he wore loose clothing and was a frail patient, but Huo Sijiao didn’t see it that way.


    He might be a patient, but his body shouldn’t be that weak.


    She remembered seeing the thin muscles on his arms before.


    Thinking this, she lifted her head a bit, meeting those tired eyes.


    Wow.


    She got quite a scare.