"Auntie, I've noticed that the Zheng Household treats Madam Chen quite well, so why does she seem to have signs of liver qi stagnation?"
" Madam Chen is a matter of the heart..."
Heartache? Meng Anzhi wondered to herself. She thought that Madam Chen was naturally not fond of smiling and never thought of anything else.
Just as the oxcart was about to leave the village, a woman hurriedly chased after it from behind.
"Stop, stop..." Boss Zheng's mother, panting heavily, finally caught up with the oxcart and immediately launched into a barrage of questions.
" Doctor Meng, why didn't you come to my house for your free clinic? Didn't you hear my son is sick?"
Meng Anzhi's face turned cold. "Auntie, my free clinics are for the Anzhi Hall's clients, not for visiting every household."
"I don't care. Since you're offering free medical consultations, you have to come to my house. My son was frightened last night and is still lying in bed talking nonsense."
"Since you're a doctor, you can't just stand by and watch someone die. Come home with me and let me see..." she said, plopping down on the oxcart.
No sooner had she settled down than Jin Shanyao kicked her off, Madam He cried out in pain as she fell flat on her back.
"You, how dare you..." Madam He was a shrew in the village, and had never suffered such a loss before. She was about to start cursing.
But thinking of her son's situation, she forced herself to suppress her anger and softened her tone.
"Sister, sister... I'm so sorry, I was just flustered and lost my temper... Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against a rough person like me."
She had heard that the person providing free medical consultations at the Anzhi Hall was a young girl, so she didn't take Jin Shanyao seriously, but she didn't expect her to be so hot-tempered.
Madam He Jin Shanyao and only gave her a cold look, Madam He's smile faltered. " Doctor Meng," she said, "My house is just around the corner. Please, out of kindness, take a look."
Meng Anzhi didn't recognize Boss Zheng, and was about to agree when Jin Shanyao interrupted her, "You don't need to look after your son; he'll naturally get his comeuppance for all the bad things he's done."
Upon hearing this, Madam He exploded on the spot, "I'll tear you apart, you slut, for daring to Curse my son..." As she spoke, she lunged at Jin Shanyao, but Jin Shanyao slapped her back.
Madam He was so badly beaten that her vision blurred, and when she looked up, the oxcart was nowhere to be seen. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She covered her cheeks and went home to complain to her son.
She wanted her son to smash up Anzhi Hall, to see how arrogant they would still be.
Madam He hurried home and saw her son huddled in a corner, looking terrified and glancing around nervously.
With a heavy heart, Madam He fetched a bucket of well water from the yard and poured it over Boss Zheng's head... A loud splash of water followed, and it did indeed...
After the bucket of water was poured down, Boss Zheng seemed to wake from a dream. He stared at Madam He, "Mother... I had a nightmare. I dreamt that a ghost was trying to strangle me."
Madam He, Madam He slapped him on the head. "What ghost are you talking about in broad daylight? Go... go and smash Anzhi Hall to pieces!"
Upon hearing Anzhi Hall, Boss Zheng exclaimed in terror, "Mother, you mustn't provoke Anzhi Hall! That shopkeeper is acquainted with the prefect and knows martial arts; we can't afford to offend him!"
Hearing this, Madam He was furious. "Are you even a man? You just stand by and watch your mother get bullied!"
Boss Zheng didn't want to argue with her, so he simply said, "Fine, fine, I'll smash up Anzhi Hall tomorrow."
Jin Shanyao and Meng Anzhi didn't return to the shop; instead, they went directly to patrol the mountains. Late August and early September was the season when herbs grew wildly, and the four barren mountains had just received Spiritual Power nourishment.
Weeds, medicinal herbs, and trees grew in a chaotic mess. Meng Anzhi inspected the growth of the herbs and felt a headache coming on. "Auntie, there are too many weeds. Harvesting this year might be difficult."
All the money the family earned was used to buy the mountain; there's not much money left in the account.
Jin Shanyao and said, "It's alright... We'll take as much as we can. We'll keep these four mountains for now."
Once we have money in the account, we'll deal with things little by little. As long as we have the mountain, Anzhi Hall will never run out of money.
After a short stay, the two descended the mountain and began their return journey.
Meng Anzhi leaned against the car wall, silently planning how to hire people to clear the weeds and harvest the medicinal herbs.
Jin Shanyao, he closes his eyes to rest, completely oblivious to the harvest.
Back at the Anzhi Hall, Qing Yang handed over a letter, "Sent by Shopkeeper Qin."
Jin Shanyao opened the letter and glanced at it. The letter roughly stated that the capital was full of nobles, and good medicinal herbs were extremely rare. They were to send all the top-quality medicinal herbs of the year to them.
She put away the letter and said to Meng Anzhi, "Inform Wu Yong and Tao Yunshan to collect all the top-quality medicinal herbs this year and send them to the capital for retail."
Meng Anzhi smiled and said, " Shopkeeper Qin has opened up the market in the capital."
Jin Shanyao nodded, " Shopkeeper Qin is outstanding in both character and ability."
At dinner time, Zhou Xiaosi rushed in to report, "Master... Old Medicine Zhou has brought someone over."
Jin Shanyao her head in confusion. What did she mean by "bringing someone over"? She got up and walked towards the shop, only to see a carriage parked outside.
The carriage curtain was lifted, and the crowd helped a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old down.
Old Medicine Zhou spoke first, " Shopkeeper Jin, this young man's heart condition has suddenly flared up; I dare not administer acupuncture rashly."
An illness that can trouble Old Medicine Zhou must be a serious one. Jin Shanyao opened all the doors of the shop and told them to help the person into the Anzhi Hall.
Hearing the commotion, Meng Anzhi and Meng Anci ran out as well. After seeing who it was, Meng Anci exclaimed in surprise, " Zhao Boyong... what happened to him?"
Meng Anzhi, "Do you know him?"
Meng Anci was stunned. "He was my classmate, the top scorer in the provincial examination. He said Qingzhou Prefecture to recuperate. He's usually so lively and energetic, I thought it was just an excuse..."
Jin Shanyao forward to take Zhao Boyong's pulse. The pulse stopped abruptly, indicating a deficiency of heart qi and impending collapse of heart yang. Zhao Boyong's face was covered in sweat.
Jin Shanyao out, " Anzhi, come and check her pulse. Qing Yang, take four qian of thirty-year-old ginseng and two qian of aconite, decoct them, and bring them over."
Qing Yang responded immediately and, without delay, took out ginseng and aconite to the backyard to decoct them.
After carefully feeling the pulse, Meng Anzhi withdrew her hand and confirmed, "It's chest pain." Chest pain is common, but it's rare to see one as severe as Zhao Boyong's.
Jin Shanyao a deep voice, " Xiaosi, bring all the oil lamps in the house." After speaking, she loosened Zhao Boyong's collar, pushed aside the inconvenient Old Medicine Zhou, and pulled Meng Anzhi to her side.
"I'll perform the acupuncture; you learn carefully... so that you can do it yourself when you encounter this kind of illness in the future."
Meng Anzhi nervously nodded. Old Medicine Zhou also wanted to learn, but Zhao Boyong was surrounded by layers of people, so he couldn't see anything.
He gritted his teeth, moved a chair over, and then, after thinking for a moment, placed Meng Anzhi's medicine box on it. Just as he was about to step on it, the medicine box was snatched away.
Old Medicine Zhou looked up in surprise and saw Meng Anci staring at him with a stern face. Before he could feel guilty, Old Medicine Zhou quickly stood on the chair, stood on tiptoe, and craned his neck to look inside.
Jin Shanyao the silver needles and quickly inserted them into several acupoints on Zhao Boyong's body, including Neiguan, Tanzhong, Renzhong, and Ximen. He knew all of these acupoints.
However, the locations for the acupuncture needles were something he hadn't even considered. As he looked around, he called to the Zhao Household family servant, "Quickly, bring me a pen and paper."
When the servant handed him the pen and paper, his view was blocked by Zhou Xiaosi again. He distributed the oil lamps to the Zhao Household, telling each of them to hold one in their hands.
After the acupuncture was finished, when Old Medicine Zhou wanted to check again, Jin Shanyao had already finished administering the acupuncture. He slapped his thigh in frustration, "Oh dear... I missed it, I missed it!"
He wiped his forehead, holding a pen and paper, recalling the few glimpses he had just caught, and then Jin Shanyao the acupuncture points and the order in which the needles were inserted.
Write them down on paper one by one.