Chapter 173 Jinjiang First Launch

The owner of Ci Xin Tang, this naturally refers to Weng Xuhua. Everyone was surprised. Weng Xuhua's medical skills were well-known, and this was the first time someone came to cause trouble. People started whispering to each other.

"Look, Doctor Weng, didn't he kill the patient?"

"How is that possible? The old lady is still breathing through her nose. She is not dead at all. They are clearly here to trick us!"

"I've only heard about Western medicine encountering medical disputes before, but I never thought that Chinese medicine would also encounter such incidents. Wow, being a doctor is really not an easy job."

"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 also 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, I wonder how sad he would have been!"

"That's not right. I come to Tzu-Hsin Hall every day to kill time. Why haven't I seen this guy 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! 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 in his pocket, 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. There is also your shop owner's signature on them!"

"It was this weird medicine he prescribed that made my mother weak and often have a fever. Look, now she has fallen 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 also speaking to Bai Mian. Bai Mian ignored the two paper balls on the table and asked while touching the rabbit in his arms:

"Oh? Your mother's condition is already so serious, but you didn't let her receive proper treatment in the hospital. Instead, you pushed her here with great fanfare. Should I say you are filial or unfilial?"

Everyone laughed. The thin man's face turned purple. He could tell that Bai Mian was mocking him, but he didn't want to argue with Bai Mian. He said directly:

"It's already like this, it depends on how you want to solve it. I have the diagnosis and prescription now. The medicine residue my mother drank is still at home. If I take it to the relevant department for testing, it will definitely show problems. But I am soft-hearted and don't intend to be so drastic."

Seeing that Bai Mian was unmoved, the man changed the subject: "How about this, I'll give you a chance. If you're willing to take the money, we can settle this privately. It depends on how sincere you are willing to be. If your sincerity is not enough, I will call the police and let them investigate your shabby store. I will also help you promote your business 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 bullet screens flashed across the live broadcast room, all cursing at 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 temper 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 person who got the number. 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 would you be afraid to call the police?"

The man was speechless. He stood there angrily, gritting his teeth. He scanned the crowd again and again, wanting to find other staff to argue with. He searched for them but 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's pulse checked was already very valuable, and many people present wanted to draw a number but failed. Seeing this man repeatedly making trouble, the crowd angrily accused him:

"What on earth are you doing here? If you're not going to diagnose a patient, then don't take up my 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, why not give your place to the auntie just now!"

"Yes, yes, that auntie's story is quite interesting. Unfortunately, the master was interrupted by this guy just as he was about to diagnose her pulse."

The thin man didn't say a word. He sat on the ground tightly holding the mobile phone that Bai Mian used for the live broadcast. He naturally had his own plans in mind. He came to make trouble and make money, so the most important thing was to expand the influence of this incident. If he just pushed open the door and came to make trouble, there might not be many people watching. However, he checked the account of Ci Xin Tang in advance. After all, this account of Ci Xin Tang has hundreds of thousands of fans on the Internet, and every time it starts broadcasting, there are a large number of fans watching online, so he wants to use this account to help himself make trouble.

The person chosen by the lottery machine will have a chance to go on the live broadcast room. That is to say, as long as the man’s problem is not resolved, he can occupy the Ci Xin Tang’s live broadcast room for the whole afternoon. This is the meaning of his queuing up for the lottery.

He thought that as an internet celebrity, Bai Mian would take his image in front of his fans into consideration and would immediately pay the money to settle the matter privately. Unexpectedly, Bai Mian simply ignored him. The man was a little embarrassed, but still forced himself to continue the act.

Everyone placed their expectations on the gray-clothed auntie who had just told the story. She stared at the old lady on the bed for a long time, then said, "Hey, isn't this Shen Jing's mother?"

Everyone was surprised, including the thin man sitting on the ground. He quickly turned around and looked at the gray-clothed aunt with hostile eyes: "Do you know my mother?"

The gray-clothed aunt was a little hesitant: "Yes, Shen Jing and this old lady used to live across from 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 am the only one left to seek justice for my mother. Damn Ci Xin Tang, pay me!"

"Oh, so she was your sister. She died a tragic death..." The gray-clothed aunt sighed for a while, then quickly reacted, "No, that's not right. The criminals killed your sister. Your mother fainted after seeing the scene. What does it have to do with Cixintang? How did you find yourself here?"

"oh--"

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on. This was more proof that Shen Yang was here to cheat people out of money. However, Shen Yang was thick-skinned enough that he was not at all panicked when he was exposed. He said confidently:

"It is true that my sister was murdered and my mother was at the scene. 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 Shen Yang retorted: "Shut up, you old woman, you will not live long 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 argue with him any more.

Bai Mian touched his nails lightly: "I have nothing to do now anyway, 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.

Shen Yang saw that everyone's attention had been diverted, and immediately started to make a fuss, pulling the gray-clothed aunt and not allowing her to sit down: "No, you get up, I am the patron saint today, who are you? You are not allowed to diagnose pulses, and 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 take my pulse, maybe he can figure out who the murderer is!"

Shen Yang snorted coldly: "Humph, taking the pulse, taking the pulse can determine the murderer? It's all nonsense, a scam to deceive you old people. I have already dug up her routine on the Internet. What pulse taking and fortune telling, what master, it's just a means for their store to attract business. Their store's business was so bad 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", a hint of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes.

The gray-clothed aunt didn't want to say more to him: "Believe it or not, I believe it anyway, so don't bother me!"

Shen 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 jokingly, "You insist on telling her fortune, are you afraid that I will find out the real culprit?"

The gray-clothed auntie also responded immediately: "Yes, you are really a bit strange, young man. When other people's family members are in trouble, they are all eager to find the murderer, but why do you not want others to find the murderer? Could it be that..."

Shen Yang's expression changed immediately, and he unhappily let go of the gray-clothed aunt, muttering:

"What are you suspicious about? You are suspicious of this and that all day long. You are just a bunch of gluttons. Who said I don't want to find the murderer? I just look down on your feudal superstitions. You are just fooling children. Okay, okay, you can calculate it. I want to see what you can calculate. If you are not accurate, your Ci Xin Tang signboard should be smashed! I will give you another plaque and change your name to Hei Xin Tang!"