Pregnant After Healing the Alpha
Chapter 578 - 567: Qiao Jing Faces Repeated Doubts

Chapter 578: Chapter 567: Qiao Jing Faces Repeated Doubts

Director Chen and Zhan Yao saw it and their faces were covered with surprise.

Had they seen it wrong?

Had Old Master Chen’s condition really been relieved so quickly just by pressing some acupoints?

Moreover, Qiao Jing’s movements in pressing the acupoints seemed very skilled, obviously not the actions of a usual doctor.

Despite this, the two of them still did not believe that Qiao Jing was Divine Doctor Jing.

After all, Qiao Jing was a doctor, and it was normal for her to know some acupoints.

What’s more, Old Master Chen’s condition had only eased a bit and hadn’t stabilized completely.

Maybe it was all just a coincidence, or perhaps Old Master Chen had a sudden burst of energy, which Qiao Jing happened to catch up with.

Qiao Jing didn’t know what they were thinking, she pulled up her mask, opened her medicine box, and took out a set of silver needles.

Director Chen and Zhan Yao jumped when they saw the row of unevenly sized, cold-gleaming silver needles.

Director Chen spoke urgently and stopped Qiao Jing from taking out the silver needles.

"Qiao Jing, you know how to perform acupuncture? Have you studied Chinese medicine?"

Even if Qiao Jing had eased Old Master Chen’s condition slightly, he couldn’t risk letting Qiao Jing randomly needle his father.

What if she made a mistake and it cost Old Master Chen his life?

After all, this was no joking matter.

Zhan Yao frowned tightly, anxiously said,

"Yes, Qiao Jing, it’s not that we don’t trust you, but, but... acupuncture requires a very familiar understanding of a person’s acupoints."

He and Old Chen had been good friends for more than a decade now. If something went wrong today due to Qiao Jing’s carelessness and Old Master Chen had an accident, even if Qiao Jing was his daughter-in-law, he couldn’t bear the responsibility!

Responsibility was one aspect, how could he face Old Chen afterward!

"I understand Chinese Medicine, if you don’t want to risk the patient’s condition, be quiet."

Qiao Jing glanced briefly at the two of them, then took her gaze off and looked towards Old Master Chen lying thin and yellow on the bed.

She observed Old Master Chen’s complexion for a while, had an initial guess, took out a few silver needles, and then accurately and swiftly inserted them into several acupoints on Old Master Chen’s body, moving very quickly.

Director Chen and Zhan Yao watched with trepidation, but they dared not interrupt Qiao Jing; what if they affected her, and she inserted the needle incorrectly?

The two watched as more and more silver needles appeared on Old Master Chen’s body, Qiao Jing’s moves not only didn’t slow down but became even faster.

Seeing this, the two grew more fearful.

Was Qiao Jing really capable?

A moment later, Qiao Jing finally stopped.

As soon as Qiao Jing stopped, Director Chen immediately came forward to ask,

"Qiao Jing, you’ve put so many silver needles in my dad; what if something goes wrong? Will you take responsibility for it?"

He had already been a bit frightened when he saw the cold-gleaming silver needles, but now with so many of them inserted into a person, he shivered outright, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Of course, this wasn’t the main point. The old Chinese doctors he had hired before also put many needles in his father.

But the problem was, none were like Qiao Jing, whose speed with the needles was so fast it nearly left trails of afterimages.

With such speed, wasn’t she afraid of hitting the wrong acupoint?

Zhan Yao frowned as he watched Qiao Jing, remaining silent.

Torn between an old friend and his own daughter-in-law, he was caught in the middle, finding it hard to please both sides!

He had tried to persuade Qiao Jing, but she hadn’t listened. Now that the silver needles were already in Old Master Chen’s body, if something happened afterward, the Zhan Family would do everything to protect Qiao Jing.

With this thought, Zhan Yao took a long, deep breath in his heart.

Qiao Jing initially wanted to quietly wait for time to pass, but now Director Chen’s sudden comments at her side displeased her, making her tone several degrees colder as she responded,

"Keep quiet, it will be fine in a little while."

She had a habit of preferring a quiet environment when treating patients.

Although people talking nearby would not affect her at all, she still wanted to create a quiet space for herself and her patient.

Because if family members are constantly murmuring various things by their side, it makes the patient feel nervous and uneasy, worried about not getting better and such.

Director Chen opened his mouth, wanting to continue asking Qiao Jing, but when he saw her confident appearance, he suddenly hesitated.

Could it be that Qiao Jing really was confident she could cure his father?

He glanced at Old Master Chen; now that the silver needles were all in place, what more could he say? Whatever he said would be too late.

Not long after, Qiao Jing removed all the silver needles from Old Master Chen’s body.

At that moment, everyone in the room could see that the previously pale face of Old Master Chen gradually regained its color, and his pale lips returned to their normal shade.

Old Master Chen looked at Qiao Jing with immense gratitude in his aged eyes, and slightly propped himself up.

"Thank... Thank you!"

He could feel his body was much better than before, at least he now had some strength. Previously, he was so weak that he lay in bed all day without the strength to move, even speaking sluggishly.

Director Chen was completely dumbfounded at this scene.

"Dad?! You can sit up now?! How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Upon hearing this, Old Mr. Chen looked at Director Chen and again tried to sit up, but after several attempts, he still couldn’t manage it.

"It’s much better."

At this comment, Director Chen excitedly ran to the bedside, his face one of utter shock as he looked at Old Master Chen and then at Qiao Jing.

Before, his father had been lying in bed like a vegetative person; awake, but without the strength to move or speak except slowly.

Now, he could actually prop up his body and spoke clearly!

Zhan Yao hadn’t expected this outcome and stared wide-eyed in surprise.

"Old Mr. Chen?"

After hearing Zhan Yao’s words, Old Mr. Chen responded and looked in Zhan Yao’s direction.

Director Chen was too astonished to speak; he now clearly understood that this was all thanks to Qiao Jing.

He looked at Qiao Jing, his expression one of excitement, and asked:

"Miss Qiao, how is my father’s condition now?"

Qiao Jing slightly furrowed her brow and sat down by Old Master Chen’s bedside.

"Just a moment."

After saying this, she lifted her hand to begin taking Old Master Chen’s pulse.

Director Chen saw Qiao Jing taking the pulse and immediately stepped back to where he originally stood, maintaining silence.

He and Zhan Yao did not even dare breathe loudly at this moment, fearful of disturbing Qiao Jing’s diagnosis.

It wasn’t long before Qiao Jing stood up.

Just as Director Chen was about to ask about the condition, Qiao Jing interrupted him.

"Let’s talk outside."

Qiao Jing led the way, with Zhan Yao and Director Chen following behind her to the stairwell.

Qiao Jing stopped, turned around to face them, and began to speak slowly.

"Old Mr. Chen’s condition has temporarily stabilized, but due to his advanced age, his immunity is not as good as that of an average person, and overall, he is weakening, with his bodily functions also declining."

Upon hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Director Chen looked at her in surprise.

He had taken his father to the best hospitals in the capital and even abroad; the answers given by experts and professors were exactly the same as Qiao Jing’s!

Yet Qiao Jing was able to diagnose just by simply taking the pulse, while the hospital specialists and professors used various medical machines to detect his father’s condition.

Could Qiao Jing really be Divine Doctor Jing?

Director Chen thought for a moment, then shifted his focus back to Old Master Chen’s condition, asking without much hope:

"Then, is there any chance to save my father?"

He had already taken his father to various renowned hospitals, consulted many famous doctors, and even specifically asked doctors from abroad, but all the experts had essentially stated there was no treatment available and advised him to prepare for his father’s end.