"Bang~"
The teapot smashed hard against the fat man's chest, and the violent impact caused him to let out a mournful wail.
"Ah, murder!"
The faces of the onlookers changed drastically. They had no interest in watching any longer. Fearing they might become collateral damage, they screamed and fled.
"You..."
The fat man's friend was instantly enraged and raised a chair, ready to fight Nan Shiying to the death.
"What's all the noise about? All of you, shut up!"
Nan Shiying looked at the fat man with a stern expression. The shrieks in her ears made her frown. She raised her head and scanned the crowd with sharp eyes. Those who met her gaze averted their heads, not daring to look her in the eye.
No one dared to flee anymore.
"What are you doing?" She finally focused her gaze on the fat man's friend.
The man retorted angrily, "What are you doing?"
Nan Shiying squatted down, tilted her head to listen to the fat man's chest, and then replied, "His hidden illness stems from his heart. If I hadn't used external force to forcibly restore his heart's beat, he would have died from cardiac arrest."
Hearing Nan Shiying's explanation, everyone was slightly stunned.
So, what they had just witnessed was actually medical treatment, not venting anger?
What kind of medical treatment was this?
Although everyone was confused, no one doubted her.
Since it wasn't murder, everyone finally felt relieved and resumed their spectating.
Nan Shiying picked up chopsticks, broke them in half, and pricked the ten fingers of the fat man. Blood slowly flowed from his fingertips. She pinched the wounds on his fingers with her nails and squeezed them. After operating on all ten fingers, the fat man's complexion gradually became ruddy.
"Look, his complexion has improved, it has improved."
The onlookers marveled.
Not long after, the pain receded like a tide. The fat man, completely weak, got up from the ground, his face filled with lingering fear.
Fortunately, there was an expert present.
Thinking about how the expert had kindly advised him earlier, but he had completely ignored it and even insulted the expert, the fat man wished he could slap himself twice.
"Thank you for saving my life, sir. You are my rebirth parent. With just one word from you, I, Wang Shunyi, am willing to go through fire and water for you."
In his excitement, the fat man slapped his chest hard, and the sharp pain that instantly surged almost sent him to his demise.
Nan Shiying waved her hand and said with a look of shame, "It's a pity, but what that waiter said was true. I really have no money to pay. However, it's not that I want to dine and dash, but my younger brother just discovered that our money was stolen."
If this had happened before, people might still have doubted, but seeing her miraculous medical skills, how could they question her?
Could an expert with such medical skills be a penniless freeloader?
Hearing Nan Shiying's words, Wang Shunyi looked enlightened. No wonder, no wonder the gentleman had looked distressed earlier.
"Sir, your magnanimity and honesty have convinced me. If you don't dislike it, please accept this, to fulfill my wishes." The fat man, Wang Shunyi, took out a stack of silver notes from his怀 and presented them with both hands.
Nan Shiying took out one of them and said to him, "One is enough."
Holding the silver note between her fingers, she asked the waiter, who had already retreated behind the crowd, "Is this enough?"
Everyone turned their heads in unison and looked at the waiter.
The waiter wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile that was more bitter than a cry, "It's enough, it's more than enough."
Nan Shiying sneered, put the silver note back on the table, and turned to Green Wan and Bai Zhi, "Let's go."
"Sir!" Wang Shunyi picked up the silver note and stopped Nan Shiying, politely handing it over, "Please keep this silver note, sir. As for the meal expenses, I, Wang, will pay for you."
Nan Shiying glanced at Wang Shunyi and took the silver note, "Alright."
She handed the silver note to Green Wan and left Dongbo Tower without any delay.
On the second floor, in a private room.
A man in white sat by the window, watching the lobby with interest. Only when Nan Shiying's figure disappeared from his sight did he retract his gaze.
Opposite him sat a woman of unparalleled beauty. Fanning herself, she praised, "This young lady's medical skills are truly remarkable. This is the first time I've seen such peculiar healing methods. I wonder where she studied. Young Master Wei, can you tell?"
The man was slightly taken aback, "Young lady?"
The woman giggled, her laughter imbued with a seductive charm. She teased, "What, Young Master Wei can't tell?"
"That young lady has a delicate figure. Even with intentional disguise, she is more slender than an ordinary youth, let alone the occasional demeanor she exhibits."
However, she changed the subject, "But it's normal for Young Master Wei not to have noticed. That young lady's movements were decisive and unhesitating, carrying a sharpness of a youth."
The man smiled and picked up his teacup, unperturbed by the woman's teasing. He said, "How could I have eyes as good as yours, Miss Yin'er? However... Miss Yin'er, you are mistaken on one point."
"Oh? I'd be happy to hear it."
"That young lady does not know medicine."
"Doesn't know?" Yin'er's eyes showed a hint of astonishment. How could that be? If she didn't know medicine, how could she explain what had just happened?
If anyone else had said this, she would have scoffed and ridiculed them. But the person saying it was Wei Yuan, the divine physician who inherited the mantle of the imperial court's chief physician and surpassed his master. His words could not be false.
The man took a sip of tea. Only when the aroma of the tea had dissipated did he say, "Yes, she does not know medicine."
"But..." Yin'er hesitated to speak.
"If it's not medicine, then it must be poison," Wei Yuan thought of the scene earlier. His mind was filled with questions about when she had detoxified him. As for where the poison was administered, it was clearly in the wine. It was administered when she gripped the wine glass with her hand.
"Young Master Wei means that young lady poisoned that person just now and then cured him, all for a meal?" Yin'er was intelligent and immediately grasped the reason.
Wei Yuan nodded, "Roughly so."
Yin'er's eyes widened in disbelief, "So, smashing someone with a teapot and using broken chopsticks to draw finger blood were all sleight of hand?"
Wei Yuan recalled the girl's rough methods and couldn't help but laugh, "There are indeed techniques in medicine that involve striking the chest with external force and drawing finger blood to save people. However, it was indeed sleight of hand."
Yin'er couldn't help but smile, "Then, you are quite unlucky, Master."
Unlucky?
Wei Yuan didn't think so. He rather felt that she looked more like she was seeking revenge. Was it worth being so vicious for a free meal?