"How did you know that?" Max stared, stunned.
"Not only that, Mr. Max, you also suffer from migraines. Especially during the transition from spring to summer, the headaches often keep you awake at night," Gu Jingtian continued.
"Yes, yes! Mr. Gu, what is wrong with me?" Max forgot this was an exchange meeting. He forgot he was a doctor. He hurriedly asked Gu Jingtian, desperate to know his condition.
"Around the age of twenty, you likely had an accident. You probably hit your head hard. Am I correct?" Gu Jingtian did not answer Max’s question directly.
Max’s face was full of surprise. "Mr. Gu, are you a reincarnated Eastern god? When I was twenty-one, I got into a fight and cracked my head open. Aside from my parents, not even my wife knows this. You figured it out just by checking my pulse? It’s unbelievable." Max truly found it incredible. He had never imagined Traditional Chinese Medicine could be so powerful.
Gu Jingtian nodded slightly. "You did recover after treatment back then. However, no one noticed a tiny blood clot blocking your brain’s blood vessels. So, during spring and summer, when all things revive and blood flow accelerates, it causes your headaches." Gu Jingtian spoke seriously. "Actually, this condition is quite easy to treat in our land. Just find an experienced TCM doctor for acupuncture. Dispersing the blood clot will cure it."
"Acupuncture?" Max looked at Gu Jingtian with great curiosity. "Is it that thing with needles you people talk about?"
"That is acupuncture. It is not just 'needling things,'" Gu Jingtian said with a helpless smile.
"Can you treat me with acupuncture now?" Max requested.
Gu Jingtian looked around and paused for a moment. "It is possible." Qu Zhong handed him his personal bag. Gu Jingtian opened it. Inside were a set of silver needles and a set of gold needles. This time, he chose the gold needles.
Silver needles would have been safer. However, he felt that since this opportunity had arisen, he should use it to show people the power of Chinese medicine.
Zhu Yanyi watched Gu Jingtian from the side. She was not worried about her use of the gold needles. Although her hands might be slightly unsteady, she had basically mastered them. So, she did not fear she would make a mistake.
Gu Jingtian used the thirteenth needle of the Withered Wood Revives technique. The gold needle glimmered as it moved smoothly. Once the technique was complete, Max felt his head lighten significantly. Although he did not have a headache this season, his head usually felt heavy and dull every day. Now, after Gu Jingtian’s gold needle treatment, he felt much lighter.
After Gu Jingtian removed the needles, Max shook his head. "The needles didn’t hurt at all. And my head feels so much lighter. Chinese medicine is truly magical."
If someone else had said this, the audience might have thought he was a paid promoter sent by China. But Max was their peer, a representative, and an American. Therefore, he could not be faking it. This proved the needles were truly effective.
Deng Qing looked at the gold needles curiously. "Are these gold needles?"
"Yes, these are gold needles," Gu Jingtian nodded.
Deng Qing added, "Can I hold one to look?"
Gu Jingtian glanced at Deng Qing, smiled slightly, and nodded. "Sure." He then made a gesture inviting him to proceed.