A man of similar age came to his door, clutching his head and complaining of a headache. Only after confirming that the consultation fee was only three qian (a unit of weight) did he agree to sit down and ask him to take his pulse.
Shen Cang took his pulse and found that apart from a slight deficiency in his kidneys, he didn't find any other problems.
But the man insisted he had a headache, and even said, "Are you even capable of doing this?"
"If I hadn't lost all my money at the casino and only had three coins left, I wouldn't be here to see you for treatment."
"Normally when I go to those clinics, they just give me a couple of acupuncture treatments and I'm all better."
As he spoke, he impatiently withdrew his hand, stood up, and tried to leave: "You don't need this money. It's not that I'm trying to renege on my debt, it's just that you're incompetent. You can't even cure your illness, so why do you need money!"
Not content with that, he then warned passersby, "Hey, this guy can't even cure a headache, he doesn't even know acupuncture. I've tried it for you, so don't come here."
Seeing this, Shen Cang became extremely anxious.
If this person keeps making such a fuss, even if he opens his own clinic in the future, I'm afraid no one will dare to enter.
So he quickly retorted, "Don't talk nonsense. It's just acupuncture. Anyone can do that."
"If you can do it, then you do it!"
"Come on, come on!"
Shen Cang was already seething with anger at Shen Qiyin and was determined to show the world his medical skills. So he couldn't stand being provoked and took out his silver needles without saying a word.
The two even moved into the alley to find a place where the wind wouldn't blow before they began acupuncture.
It went quite smoothly at first.
The person promptly responded: "Hey, don't say it, really don't say it."
How are you feeling?
"It doesn't hurt as much as it did before."
"You see?"
"Well, don't underestimate you."
"Right?"
"You better treat me well, and I'll make sure you get your money back. I can even help spread the word for you—" The patient's words suddenly turned into a piercing scream.
He howled like a pig being slaughtered, and everyone looked over there.
Shen Cang was startled by his sudden outburst, and the silver needles in his hand fell to the ground.
Then look at that person, lying on the ground convulsing, their eyes rolling back in their head.
Shen Cang was so frightened that he lost his mind.
Just then, someone in the crowd shouted, "Murder! Murder! Master Shen has killed someone by sticking needles in his needles! Help!"
This rumor spread like wildfire, and people on the street were saying that Shen Cang had killed someone while treating them.
When Si Tu Nan returned to school, he specifically told Shen Qi Yin, "I only heard about it. That person died. I didn't see it with my own eyes. I was far away, and by the time I got there, it was too late to get a good spot."
It was easy to hear the regret in his voice.
Shen Qiyin originally wanted to go and see for herself, but before she could even leave the clinic, she saw an incredibly luxurious carriage parked in front of Guangrentang, blocking her way!
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