Jin Shanyao took in everyone's reactions and said casually, "When you open a shop to do business, I will naturally treat customers well. Lord Su is buying my medicinal herbs, what reason do I have to refuse?"
Or is it that Lord Su asked you to buy medicine, and you refused to comply? If you're saying I'm disrupting market prices, that's really unfair of me. I'm selling all the medicinal herbs at the prefectural city prices, not a single penny cheaper. Please tell me, what have I done wrong?"
The shopkeepers remained silent, their sordid intentions blatantly obvious.
Shopkeeper Xun Xun's legs went weak and he knelt down with a thud. " Shopkeeper Jin, you did nothing wrong. I was wrong. Please, have mercy and let me go."
Jin Shanyao and said, "What are you doing? Shopkeeper Xun hasn't offended me, why are you asking me for help?"
Upon hearing this, the Shopkeeper Xun hurriedly turned around and crawled to Meng Anzhi's feet, pleading, "Young master, young master, I was wrong... For the sake of my family of dozens of people, please have mercy and spare our lives!"
Meng Anzhi instinctively tried to get up, but then forced herself to sit back down. " Shopkeeper Xun, business is all about harmony. If you're dissatisfied with the Anzhi Hall, you can just say so. Why have someone tie me up?"
The Shopkeeper Xun pleaded, "Young master, I was wrong, I was really wrong... I swear from now on I will do business honestly and never cheat or swindle anyone."
He knew Jin Shanyao some skills, but he didn't expect her to be this powerful. If he had known, he would never have gotten involved in this matter.
Meng Anzhi looked at her aunt.
Jin Shanyao her hand and laughed, "Do as you please..."
Meng Anzhi flicked her sleeve, her gaze falling on Shopkeeper Xun. "Since you've admitted your mistake, let's drop it. But if it happens again, I'm afraid I won't be so magnanimous."
Shopkeeper Xun was momentarily stunned. After understanding what Meng Anzhi had said, a feeling of relief washed over him, and he quickly thanked her, "Thank you so much, young master, for sparing my life! Thank you so much, young master, for sparing my life!"
Seeing this, the other shopkeepers rushed to kneel before Meng Anzhi, begging for forgiveness. To their surprise, Meng Anzhi was so easy to talk to, forgiving them in just a few words.
Everyone secretly rejoiced; thankfully, she was just a child, and a few kind words were enough to coax her into agreeing, thus escaping a disaster.
Seeing that things were more or less settled, Jin Shanyao waved her hand, "Since Anzhi says this matter is settled, then let it be... Everyone should go home early to avoid delaying business."
After saying that, he led the two children out of the private room.
After the shopkeepers left, Old Medicine Zhou emerged from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, wondering what leverage Jin Shanyao had that could scare these people half to death.
In a daze, he felt someone following him. He turned around abruptly and saw Jin Shanyao with two children, staring at him menacingly. Their gazes were chilling.
Old Medicine Zhou stopped. " Shopkeeper Jin, I haven't profited from this national crisis. The price of medicine hasn't increased by a single penny. Besides, this kidnapping has nothing to do with me. I don't even know why you invited me."
Jin Shanyao her hand and said lazily, "I'm not very good at talking, so I'd like to learn from you how to communicate with patients."
Old Medicine Zhou was quite helpless; this didn't seem like a proper conversation.
" Shopkeeper Jin... Doctor, just focus on curing the illness. We're not courtesans; we don't need to fawn over patients."
Jin Shanyao nodded, agreeing with what Old Medicine Zhou had said. But she wanted to see how others communicated with patients.
Seeing that she was unresponsive, Old Medicine Zhou simply ignored her. He figured that as long as he didn't pay attention to her, Jin Shanyao would know to leave.
Unexpectedly, as he took a step, the Jin Shanyao followed, completely unaware of his displeasure.
Back at the pharmacy, as soon as he sat down, Jin Shanyao and her two children brought chairs and sat down next to him.
He then took out the booklet and put it away, then picked up a calligraphy brush from his brush holder, sat up straight, and stared longingly at the door.
Old Medicine Zhou had a lot on his mind, but he didn't know where to begin. A lump was stuck in his throat, making him feel irritable and restless.
Just then, she saw the shop assistant mix up the two medicines, and she immediately Jin Shanyao stared at him in astonishment. Old Medicine Zhou was clearly not fond of her and was using the shop assistant as an excuse to scold her!
Remembering Old Madam Su's teachings, Jin Shanyao silently put away the booklet, took the child, and walked out without saying a word. Her forlorn expression made Old Medicine Zhou feel guilty.
He couldn't resist, " Shopkeeper Jin... why don't you come and sit down?"
"Hey..." Jin Shanyao responded cheerfully, and in the blink of an eye, she sat down next to Old Medicine Zhou, her speed astonishing, showing no sign of being lost or dejected.
Oh dear... Old Medicine Zhou wished he could slap himself to death. He closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.
At this moment, a woman walked into the shop.
She saw four pairs of eyes staring at her, and was so frightened that she turned to leave, but the waiter stopped her with a smile.
The woman sat in front of the Old Medicine Zhou and had her pulse taken. She felt unwell all over. After carefully examining her pulse, the Old Medicine Zhou smiled.
Jin Shanyao hurriedly wrote in his notebook: Laugh
Looking up at the two, Old Medicine Zhou smiled and said, "Your recovery is going well, but you can't stop taking the medicine. You need to strike while the iron is hot and consolidate the results."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much, Doctor Zhou. I feel much better since I saw you. You are truly a miracle doctor!"
A miracle doctor? Impossible. In this small world, no one has better medical skills than her. She called out to the woman, "Madam, may I take your pulse?"
The woman looked at Old Medicine Zhou with suspicion. Old Medicine Zhou smiled and said, "This is Shopkeeper Jin from the Anzhi Hall. He's here today to offer free medical consultations!"
The woman hesitated before placing her hand on the pulse pillow. As soon as Jin Shanyao the pulse, she sensed something was wrong.
Her condition is not at all what Old Medicine Zhou said about only needing to consolidate the treatment; she is clearly not fully recovered and needs to take several more doses of medicine to cure it completely.
After the woman left, Jin Shanyao turned to look at Old Medicine Zhou, her tone somewhat serious, "You're lying. Her illness wasn't fully cured at all. You're not a miracle doctor."
Old Medicine Zhou laughed heartily and said frankly, "She's been seeing me for half a year. If I kept telling her she wasn't getting better, how unbearable would she be?"
Seeing Jin Shanyao's bewildered expression, he explained, "When dealing with patients, you must first speak kindly, and then explain the root of the problem."
First, reassure them that their condition is gradually improving; only then will they be willing to continue taking their medicine. After all, this medicine is really too bitter.
"But you lied?"
Old Medicine Zhou's eyes were filled with a smile, as if he saw his younger self. Back then, he was just like Jin Shanyao, seeing things in black and white, never lying, and never saying a word against his conscience. It's just a pity that he can't go back.
No one can remain innocent forever...
Speaking with the words of someone who's been there, he said, "You're a doctor; you need to bring hope to your patients. The truth is like a knife that will kill them; a well-placed lie can put their minds at ease."
Jin Shanyao seemed to understand, but not quite. She jotted down Old Medicine Zhou's words in her notebook, knowing she would only know for sure after trying them out.
Soon, an old man entered the shop.
After taking your pulse, Old Medicine Zhou laughed and said, "Brother, you're in better shape than me! Although your pulse is a bit weak and tight, it's solid. This little cold won't hurt you."
However, a cold is like a stubborn dog; it's a little hard to shake off. But don't worry, I'll prescribe some medicine, and I guarantee you'll be full of energy in a couple of days."
Jin Shanyao hurriedly wrote down Old Medicine Zhou's script in her notebook. After a few times, she figured out the trick: the first half of Old Medicine Zhou's sentences was all lies, and the second half was the truth.
It turns out that a mix of truth and falsehood is what makes people believe things; no wonder patients call Old Medicine Zhou a miracle doctor.
The Jin Shanyao as the brush moves ceaselessly, writing... knowledge points, all knowledge points!