Chapter 173 Jinjiang Debut
The owner of Ci Xin Tang, this naturally refers to Weng Xuhua. Everyone was very surprised. Weng Xuhua's medical skills were well-known, but he was the first one to come and cause trouble. People started whispering to each other.
"Look, Doctor Weng, didn't he kill the patient?"
"How is that possible? Look at that old lady, she's still breathing. She's not dead at all. They're clearly here to blackmail us!"
"I've only heard of Western medicine encountering medical disputes before, but I didn't expect that Chinese medicine would also encounter them. Wow, being a doctor is really not easy."
"I don't believe it. Doctor Weng is a very good doctor! I always had a sore throat before and I saw many doctors but none of them worked. After taking a few prescriptions from Doctor Weng, I got better. I only follow Doctor Weng!"
"Me too. My family and I always come here for medical treatment. I often recommend others to come here for treatment. How could Dr. Weng harm anyone?"
"Fortunately, Dr. Weng is not here this afternoon. If he had heard this with his own ears, I wonder how sad he would have been!"
"Something's wrong. I come to Cixin Hall every day to kill time. Why haven't I seen this young man before?"
The thin man bared his teeth and said, "Humph, of course you haven't seen me. Why would I come to this damn place if I have nothing to do? This place is so shabby. If it weren't for my mother, I would never have set foot in here! It was my mother who sneaked here and asked that idiotic doctor to prescribe some Chinese medicine. She took it home and drank it quietly without telling me. It wasn't until she got sick that I found out that it was the medicine you prescribed that harmed her!"
Xia Mang was startled and turned to look at Bai Mian. Bai Mian didn't react much. He held the rabbit and watched the man's performance quietly.
The thin man rummaged through his pockets, pulled out two pieces of paper, and threw them on the table: "Look! This is the diagnosis and prescription from your clinic. They are all here, and there is your owner's autograph on them!"
"It was this stupid medicine he prescribed that made my mom weak and have a fever after drinking it. Look, now she's lying unconscious on the hospital bed. What the hell did he put in that medicine?!"
Everyone else in the store had left, leaving Bai Mian as the only staff member. The man was talking to Bai Mian. Bai Mian ignored the two paper balls on the table and asked while stroking the rabbit in his arms:
"Oh? Your mother's condition is already so serious, but you don't let her receive proper treatment in the hospital. Instead, you push her here with great fanfare. Should I say you are filial or unfilial?"
Everyone laughed, and the thin man's face turned a little purple. He could tell that Bai Mian was mocking him, but he didn't want to argue with Bai Mian. He said directly:
"Now that things have come to this, it depends on how you want to solve it. I have both the diagnosis and the prescription. The medicine residue left by my mother is still at home. If I take it to the relevant department for testing, it will definitely reveal problems. But I am soft-hearted and don't intend to do that."
Seeing that Bai Mian was unmoved, the man changed the subject and said, "How about this, I'll give you a chance. If you're willing to pay, we can settle this privately. It depends on how much sincerity you are willing to show. If your sincerity is not enough, I will call the police and let them thoroughly investigate your shabby store. I will also help you promote it on the Internet. By then, not only will your store be closed down, but you guys will also be disgraced!"
As the man spoke, he slapped the old lady's face with his live phone. A large number of comments floated across the live broadcast room, all cursing him.
Although the man tried his best to intimidate Bai Mian, Bai Mian just stretched out his index finger and teased the little rabbit with it.
The man lost his guard and slammed the table: "Hey, I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"
Bai Mian said calmly: "I am only responsible for taking the pulse and fortune-telling for the patrons whose numbers have been drawn. The rest has nothing to do with me. If you don't want to take the pulse, please go back."
The man slapped the table again: "Aren't you afraid that I will call the police?"
Bai Mian smiled: "If you haven't done anything wrong, why should you be afraid of calling the police?"
The man had nothing to say. He stood there angrily, gritting his teeth. He scanned the crowd again and again, wanting to find other staff to argue with. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find any. The man simply sat down and refused to move: "Anyway, you guys killed my mother. If you don't give me an explanation, I won't leave!"
The chance to have Bai Mian diagnose one's pulse was already very valuable, and many people present wanted to draw lots but failed to get one. Seeing this man repeatedly throwing tantrums and playing tricks, the crowd angrily accused him:
"What on earth are you doing here? If you're not going to diagnose someone's pulse, then don't take up a precious spot!"
"That's right, we can't even get a seat even though we want to. I've been waiting for ten days straight!"
"We are all here to eat melons, don't waste our precious time eating melons. If you don't have any questions to ask, you might as well give the spot to the auntie just now!"
"Yes, yes, that aunt's story is quite interesting. Unfortunately, the master was interrupted by this guy just when he was about to check her pulse."
The thin man didn't say anything. He sat on the ground tightly holding the phone that Bai Mian used for the live broadcast. He naturally had his own plans in mind. He came here to cause trouble and extort money, so the most important thing was to expand the influence of this incident. If he had just pushed open the door and came to cause trouble, there might not be many people watching. However, he had checked the account of Ci Xin Tang in advance. After all, this account of Ci Xin Tang had hundreds of thousands of fans on the Internet, and every time it was broadcast, there were a large number of fans watching online, so he wanted to use this account to help him cause trouble.
The person chosen by the lottery machine will have one chance to go on the live broadcast room. In other words, as long as the man's affairs are not resolved, he can occupy the live broadcast room of Ci Xin Tang for the whole afternoon. This is the meaning of his queuing for the lottery.
He thought that as an internet celebrity, Bai Mian would take into account his image in front of his fans and immediately pay compensation to settle the matter privately. Unexpectedly, Bai Mian ignored him at all. The man was a little embarrassed, but still forced himself to continue acting.
Everyone placed their expectations on the gray-clothed aunt who had just told the story. The gray-clothed aunt stared at the old lady on the bed for a long time, and then said, "Hey, isn't this Shen Jing's mother?"
Everyone was surprised, including the thin man sitting on the ground. He quickly turned his head and looked at the gray-clothed aunt with hostility: "Do you know my mother?"
The gray-clothed aunt hesitated: "Yes, Shen Jing and this old lady used to live opposite our house, but I only know that she has a daughter, Shen Jing, and I have never heard that she has a son..."
The thin man said unhappily, "Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. My name is Shen Yang, Shen Jing is my sister, and my mother gave birth to both of us. Now my sister is dead, and I'm the only one left to seek justice for my mother. Damn Ci Xin Tang, pay me back!"
"Oh, so she was your sister. She died so tragically..." The gray-clothed aunt sighed for a while, then quickly reacted, "That's not right. The criminals killed your sister at that time, and your mother fainted after seeing the scene. What does it have to do with Cixintang? How did you find this place?"
"oh--"
Everyone suddenly realized what was going on. This further confirmed that Shen Yang was here to extort money. However, Shen Yang was thick-skinned enough. He was not at all panicked after being exposed. He said confidently:
"My sister was killed and my mother was at the scene. This is true. But after my mother went to the hospital, I searched her bag and indeed found these two medical records and prescriptions in her bag. This proves that she had taken the Chinese medicine prescribed by Ci Xin Tang before she fainted. Can you say that her fainting had nothing to do with Ci Xin Tang?"
The gray-clothed aunt wanted to say something else, but was rebuked by Shen Yang: "Shut up, you old lady, you will die if you meddle in other people's business!"
The aunt in gray was so angry that she stamped her feet, but considering that Shen Yang's sister had just died, she didn't bother with him too much.
Bai Mian touched his nails gently: "Anyway, there is nothing to do now, let me take your pulse."
These words were spoken to the aunt in gray. Upon hearing these words, she walked forward in surprise and sat in front of Bai Mian again.
Chen Yang saw that everyone's attention had been diverted, and immediately started to make trouble, pulling the gray-clothed aunt and not allowing her to sit down: "No, get up right now, I am the patron today, who are you? You are not allowed to take my pulse. Before my problem is resolved, all business of your store will not be able to operate normally!"
The gray-clothed aunt finally couldn't help herself and told the truth: "You idiot, get out of my way! What I want to calculate is your family's affairs, which are related to your sister's death. I saw your sister's ghost coming back, aren't you curious? And the murderer is still at large. If I let the master feel my pulse, maybe he can figure out who the murderer is!"
Chen Yang snorted coldly: "Humph, taking the pulse, taking the pulse can determine the murderer? It's all nonsense, deceiving you old people. I have already dug up her routine on the Internet. What pulse taking and fortune telling, what master, is just a means for their store to attract business. Their store's business was so bleak before, but since they started fortune telling, the business has improved a lot. Isn't this just hype? Humph, you believe this, you used all your retirement money to buy health products, right?"
Although Shen Yang spoke loudly, Bai Mian noticed that when he heard the word "ghost", an unnatural look flashed in his eyes.
The gray-clothed aunt didn't want to say more to him: "Believe it or not, I believe it anyway, don't stop me!"
Chen Yang grabbed her and refused to let go: "That won't work, my problem hasn't been solved yet!"
While the two were arguing, Bai Mian said in a joking tone: "You insisted on stopping her from telling her fortune. Are you afraid that I will figure out the real murderer?"
The gray-clothed auntie also reacted immediately: "Yes, you are really a bit strange, young man. When other people's family members are in trouble, they are all anxious to find the murderer, but why don't you want people to find the murderer? Could it be..."
Chen Yang's expression changed immediately, and he unhappily let go of the gray-clothed aunt, muttering:
"What are you suspecting? You are suspicious of this and that all day long. You are a bunch of people who have nothing better to do. Who said I don't want to find the murderer? I just look down on your feudal superstitions, which are just tricks to fool children. Okay, okay, you guys do the math. I want to see what you can come up with. If you are wrong, your Ci Xin Tang signboard should be smashed! I will give you another plaque and change your name to Hei Xin Tang!"
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