Shiyan abandoned Zhao Yushan and rushed towards Meng Anzhi, but due to his weak health, he was immediately pulled back onto the Master Cen as soon as he got off the bed.
Shiyan's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at Meng Anzhi. "Sister Anzhi, you've come to see me?"
Meng Anci stepped in front of Meng Anzhi, his eyes filled with displeasure. " Shiyan, have you forgotten how you fainted?"
Shiyan cried out as if pricked by a needle, " Meng Anci, you're not allowed to say that!"
If Sister Anzhi knew how easily he was defeated, what would she think of him?
Meng Anci lightly, "We're all men, do you think I don't know your little schemes? As long as I'm here, you can forget about ever stepping foot in the Meng Household's door."
Shiyan felt uncomfortable being stared at. He wanted to look at Meng Anzhi but was also worried about Meng Anci, so he simply turned his body away, only to meet Zhao Yushan's disapproving gaze.
Zhao Yushan said in a hoarse voice, " Shiyan, are you trying to scald me to death?"
Shiyan quickly waved his hand, signaling him not to shout.
Jin Shanyao led Meng Anzhi to take the patient's pulse, while the old doctor watched and learned the whole process. When he saw Meng Anzhi take out silver needles, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.
The old man was astonished to learn how to use acupuncture at such a young age, and his technique was even more skillful than his. He wondered how much effort she must have put in to find the acupoints so accurately.
At first, he looked down on Jin Shanyao, thinking she lacked medical ethics and used these students as practice subjects for her apprentices. Now he realized that he was narrow-minded.
After examining each patient, Jin Shanyao said to Zhao Cheng, "The patient received timely treatment and the condition is under control. However, your medicine is not very effective. Tomorrow, Lord Su will be selling medicinal herbs at the government office; please buy more."
Zhao Cheng breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. It was good that nothing had happened. If the plague had spread, the academy he had run for half his life would have had to close down.
Before leaving, Jin Shanyao rubbed Shiyan's head, saying, "Eat well and take your medicine. Your mother is very worried about you."
Shiyan felt a lump in his throat, and tears almost welled up in his eyes. He quickly looked away to hide his embarrassment.
After leaving the hospital and returning to her residence, Meng Anzhi recorded the patient's condition, her words filled with helplessness as she wrote, " Meng Anci, can't you just stay away from me?"
Meng Anci leaned against Meng Anzhi, holding a book and reading, making mumbled responses, but wouldn't move.
Meng Anzhi had no choice but to let him be. After she finished writing the medical record, she realized that Meng Anci had fallen asleep leaning against her. The two of them had never been apart since their parents died.
He must have been very scared these past two days. Meng Anzhi gently laid him down and pulled the blanket over him.
Confucius Temple.
Jin Shanyao sat behind the desk, feigning composure, surrounded by a group of people.
Zhao Cheng stood to her left and scolded, "One at a time, what are you pushing for? Are all the students you're in charge of asleep?"
Master Cen hurriedly said, "They're asleep, they're all asleep..." Then he looked eagerly at Jin Shanyao, " Shopkeeper Jin, I want those talismans to prevent the plague."
Jin Shanyao didn't even lift her eyelids. "How many do you want?"
Master Cen took out all his belongings, which totaled only nineteen taels of silver. He secretly regretted not bringing enough money, so he said to the crowd, "Who can lend me one tael of silver?"
With his life hanging in the balance, who would lend him money? After calling out for a long time without an answer, Master Cen looked at Zhao Cheng, "Dean, can I get an advance on next month's wages?"
Zhao Cheng reluctantly took out five taels of silver and handed it to him. Seeing this, the others hurriedly shouted, "Dean, I also want an advance!"
"Alright, stop shouting, I only have five taels of silver..." The old woman only gave him five taels of silver a month, and he lent it all out. Zhao Cheng rolled his eyes at Master Cen.
You big mouth! I knew I shouldn't have told you about the talisman.
As soon as Master Cen took the talisman, Master Li pushed him away. He sat in his chair, his eyes fixed on the Jin Shanyao.
" Shopkeeper Jin, I'm having difficulty breathing, especially in the evening when I can't catch my breath. Despite trying various dietary restrictions, I haven't gotten any better."
"I've seen so many doctors, and they all say it's tuberculosis..." He paused here, looking dejected.
Jin Shanyao her pen, placed her fingers on his pulse, and found that his pulse was strong and he was not sick at all.
She looked at Master Li with a probing gaze, wondering if he was here to cause trouble.
He gestured for the other person to switch hands and continued taking their pulse, confirming that they were indeed healthy.
Jin Shanyao her hand and comforted her, "You don't need medicine or treatment anymore. From now on, eat whatever you want, go wherever you want, and don't think too much."
Boom... Master Li felt a sudden dizziness and fell off his chair with a thud. He covered his neck with both hands, startling everyone who took several steps back.
Jin Shanyao himself up, walked around the table to Master Li, and asked, "Speak, where do you feel unwell?"
Master Li clutched his neck, "I can't breathe..."
Jin Shanyao and tore open his collar, then quickly pressed her fingers on the acupoints on his neck.
Uh... Master Li took a deep breath. Although he had recovered, he didn't look well. He seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were vacant, and he didn't say a word.
Jin Shanyao gently nudged him, "Are you alright?"
Knowing his days were numbered and filled with reluctance to leave his family, Master Li looked at Jin Shanyao with a mixture of tears and hope, "Draw me some talismans, please. I want to die more easily."
Jin Shanyao stared at Master Li, speechless. Life and death hung in the balance. He had been perfectly fine just moments before, but now he seemed to have lost all will to live. Seeing him so distraught and dejected, Jin Shanyao felt she should say something.
"Um... why don't you want to live anymore?"
Master Li looked at her in disbelief, "Are you speaking human language?"
Jin Shanyao was stunned, feeling that she had been scolded, but thinking that he was Master Meng Anci, Jin Shanyao felt that she should be more magnanimous. As the saying goes, one cannot hit a smiling face, and a smile is always the right thing to do.
So he gave Master Li a big smile.
Master Li's anger was choked in his chest. "You're so happy that I'm dead?" he said, pointing at the Jin Shanyao with extreme grievance. "You're truly inhuman!"
After saying that, he covered his neck again, Jin Shanyao, who grabbed his arm. "Alright, alright, don't get excited, die, die, die... we're going to die right now."
She slapped her own mouth, "You dare interfere in other people's fates? You deserve to die right now!" With a flick of her Jin Shanyao, she quickly drew a talisman and handed it to the man.
The man looked utterly desperate. " Shopkeeper Jin, don't you have anything to say to a dying man?"
Jin Shanyao frowned. There's a saying that goes, "It's better to live a wretched life than to die a good death..." To hell with that saying, it's useless. She has to take matters into her own hands.
She carefully considered her words and said, "Don't die at the academy, it might frighten the children." Before she could finish speaking, there was a loud bang.
The man slammed his hand on the table and said sternly, " Jin Shanyao, I respected you as a doctor and tolerated you many times, why do you keep stabbing me in the back?"
"I didn't stab him," Jin Shanyao hurriedly spread the pen in front of the man, thinking to herself, how could this man lie so blatantly? When did she take out a knife?
If it weren't for Meng Anci's sake, I would have made you pay for the table just for slamming it on your head.
The man's face flushed red. "As a doctor, instead of thinking about treating and saving lives, you wish for your patients to die every day. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
This is unfair to the tree! Jin Shanyao, displeased. "I was just asking you why you didn't want to live anymore, and you start cursing at me. You think you're right?"
The man, unable to contain himself any longer, roared, "Didn't you say it was incurable and told me to eat and drink as usual? Doesn't this just mean my time is running out?"
"Who are you yelling at?" Jin Shanyao the man's collar, her face contorted with rage. "I said you don't need treatment because you're not sick. What's there to treat... Come here, let me see if you're mentally ill."
As she spoke, she suddenly ripped off Master Li's hair bun and started pulling at his hair. People around her saw that things were not going well and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
" Shopkeeper Jin, you mustn't do that!"
"Vulgar... so vulgar..."
"A gentleman uses words, not fists..."
"Don't bite Shopkeeper Jin! Shut up..." The Confucius Courtyard suddenly erupted into chaos.
Zhao Cheng stood at the back of the crowd with a smile, feeling quite comfortable... It turned out that the Jin Shanyao wasn't just targeting him; she treated everyone equally!
Master Li grinned foolishly; so he wasn't sick after all... That's great. It's just that Shopkeeper Jin's language skills really need improvement.
"Ouch... don't pull my hair! I'm not crazy, you're the one who's crazy!"
"Are you out of your mind?" Jin Shanyao was furious. She had kindly offered free medical consultations and was still called crazy. Destroy it all... Don't live anymore.
She pinned Master Li to the ground with her hand, while four or five other teachers behind her tried to break up the fight, some grabbing his hands and others lifting his feet.
He kept shouting, "Calm down, Shopkeeper Jin, don't do evil even if it's insignificant..."