At noon, Liu Ping Tang opposite received a Mercedes-Benz sedan.
It was Liu He bringing Xue Xialan. The two looked at Xiu Yuan Tang across the street. Several luxury cars were parked at the entrance, and the people entering were all radiant and belonged to the circle of the rich.
"Xiao He, Xialan, you're here."
Liu Yuan had just sent a patient out and saw Liu He and Xue Xialan greeting him. Liu He nodded, looked across the street, and said, "Uncle Yuan, are these all the people going to Xiu Yuan Tang?"
"Yes, but fewer people are here today than yesterday," Liu Yuan said with a smile.
Liu He's mouth turned up, and he sneered, "I'll see how long he can last!"
In the following days, fewer and fewer people from the wealthy circle came to Xiu Yuan Tang to see Wan Yunting. At the same time, there were very few ordinary citizens. Even those citizens who came to Heping Street to see traditional Chinese medicine doctors went to Tong Ren Tang, Chun Ren Tang, or Liu Ping Tang, and didn't even look at Wan Yunting's Xiu Yuan Tang.
If it weren't for Xiu Yuan Tang opening recently and some medicines being discounted, almost no ordinary citizen would have entered to see a doctor, not even one person had sought medical treatment from Wan Yunting.
This made Wan Yunting, Gu Luotang, and others see the problem. They were all in the lobby on the first floor, looking at the people coming in and out of Liu Ping Tang opposite. Du Hua and Mo Yaolin frowned, while Huang Fuxiang said, "Dr. Wan, don't be discouraged. After all, we are a newly opened shop, and the citizens will definitely not recognize our new medical hall in a short time."
"Yes, Liu Ping Tang is a century-old shop. If I were a patient, I would definitely choose to go to their place first. It's normal for them not to come to us," Mo Yaolin also comforted.
Wan Yunting understood and nodded with a smile, "It's okay, it's normal. We'll persist."
Wang Zhuyu and Chen Lin nodded. With no patients, they could only idly clean and wipe tables and medicine cabinets.
"Senior Brother Du, Pharmacist Huang, Pharmacist Mo, let's go upstairs for some tea."
Wan Yunting called Du Hua, Mo Yaoshi, Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, and Wang Zhuyu to the tea room on the second floor. While drinking tea, they discussed the issue. Qi Miaomiao said, "Brother Yunting, why don't you advertise on Douyin? Maybe someone will come."
"Not appropriate."
Gu Luotang shook his head slightly and said, "Douyin fans are from all over the world. Even if you advertise, only a few people will probably come. Moreover, Brother Yunting's Douyin fans have dropped by tens of millions, which is not as good as before."
Although it was a bit disheartening, Wan Yunting didn't want to use advertising on Douyin to boost the patient flow of the medical hall. This was all superficial.
"Moreover, this is the capital. If it were in Huadu City, it would clearly not be this scene," Gu Luotang added.
"Yes."
Qi Miaomiao nodded and said, "If it were in Huadu City, everyone would believe in Brother Yunting's medical skills."
Du Hua and Mo Yaolin nodded and said, "Don't worry, let's see in a few more days..."
Opposite Liu Ping Tang, Liu He brought Xue Xialan again. At the same time, Zhang Shunchang of He Shun Tang, Tian Xiangrong of Yu Sheng Tang, and others also came. A group of people gathered in the tea room on the third floor and looked at the desolate entrance of Xiu Yuan Tang through the window.
"Heh heh, in just a few days, Xiu Yuan Tang has become like this."
Zhang Shunchang couldn't help but mock and laugh, "It's estimated that they'll have to close down in a few days."
Tian Xiangrong also looked at everyone and said with a smile, "It seems that without our intervention, Xiu Yuan Tang won't last a month."
Xue Tonghua, Liu Yuan, and others also nodded with smiles. No one going to Xiu Yuan Tang was the scene they were most willing to see.
Liu He's mouth turned up, and he chuckled disdainfully, "He Wan Yunting is too arrogant, thinking that with a little skill he can establish himself in the traditional Chinese medicine circle in the capital. Heh heh, but this is not their Huadu City!"
Zhang Shunchang fanned himself and laughed heartily, "The capital is the territory of our century-old traditional Chinese medicine halls. How can we allow him to establish himself if he wants? He Wan Yunting is bringing shame upon himself."
Liu Yuan, Tian Xiangrong, and others all laughed. Seeing the deserted and desolate scene of Xiu Yuan Tang, they couldn't help but feel smug and ironic, and they didn't take Wan Yunting seriously at all.
Another few days passed. During this period, on the 29th, it was Wan Yunting's youngest daughter's full moon. The Ouyang family held a grand banquet and invited people from the upper class to Ouyang Mansion to celebrate.
At the same time, Wan Dongming, Wan Yunting's second brother in Huadu City, and Wang Chulin, his second sister-in-law, brought their son, who was only a few months old, and their niece Wan'er, accompanied by Fang Yanshan's grandfather Fang Shoushan, parents Fang Guowen and Du Xiumei, to the capital to congratulate.
Wan Yunting also saw his second brother's son for the first time. He had already been named Wan Tianhua.
However, in the past few days, Xiu Yuan Tang only received people from the wealthy circle who specifically came to see Wan Yunting. Not a single ordinary citizen entered the medical hall for consultation.
However, in the wealthy circle, Wan Yunting's medical skills were recognized by everyone, but this was only one circle, and the number of people was limited. As time passed, the number of people coming to see him in this circle became fewer and fewer.
Therefore, the general public was the most important target.
But ordinary citizens who came to Heping Street all went to century-old medical halls to see doctors and get medicine, and they didn't even look at Wan Yunting's Xiu Yuan Tang. Over time, even Wan Yunting became troubled.
However, he was not worried and believed that a turning point was all that was needed to change all of this!
"Is it here?"
At the main entrance of Liu Ping Tang, two people arrived. One was dressed ordinarily, and the other was dressed in a chef's uniform. He supported the young man and kept looking at Liu Ping Tang.
A shop assistant inside saw them and came out. When he saw the young man's blood-red eyes, even the whites of his eyes were blood-red.
The shop assistant asked in surprise, "Buddy, what's wrong with your eyes? They're so scary."
The middle-aged man in the chef's uniform supported his apprentice Zhou Shan and said, "I don't know. It was like this last night. We went to the emergency department, but it couldn't be cured. So we brought him here to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."
"Come in quickly. Our Dr. Liu is famous for his superb medical skills in this street's traditional Chinese medicine halls..." The shop assistant said while leading the two upstairs.
The second floor was Liu Yuan's consultation area. The decoration was Chinese-style, and the tables and chairs were made of high-quality rosewood. The decorations were antique and full of charm.
"You need to pay more attention to your stomach cold. I'll prescribe a prescription for you to take downstairs to get the medicine. After decocting and taking it for five days, come back for a follow-up visit." Liu Yuan was seeing a woman. After writing the prescription, he asked her to go downstairs to get the medicine.
"Dr. Liu, please see this person quickly..."
The shop assistant brought the chef and his apprentice upstairs. They directly sat in front of Liu Yuan. He looked at the young Zhou Shan's blood-red eyes and asked in surprise, "Are your eyes infected? So red?"
"No doctor, his eyes were not stimulated. They were fine, and then they suddenly turned red and hot," the chef explained.
Liu Yuan looked at Zhou Shan and asked, "Tell me."
The young Zhou Shan looked very pained and said, "My eyes feel hot, burning and painful, and I can't see anything."
Liu Yuan couldn't tell what was wrong with his eyes through visual examination. He said, "Extend your hand so I can feel your pulse."
Zhou Shan immediately put his hand on the pulse pillow. Liu Yuan felt his pulse and looked at his painful, squinting, blood-red eyes. From the pulse, he diagnosed, "You have excess internal heat!"
"Excess internal heat? Can excess internal heat be this serious?"
Zhou Shan's master asked in surprise.
Liu Yuan nodded and asked, "Do you both work in the kitchen?"
"Yes, I'm a roast duck chef, and he's my apprentice. We guard the stove every day to roast ducks." The chef said.
"That's right." Liu Yuan raised his hand and nodded, "You guard the stove every day to roast ducks, and over time, the heat enters your body, causing excess internal heat, which then attacks your eyes, making your eyes like this."
The chef said, "But I guard the stove every day to roast ducks, and I've been doing it for eight years. Even if I have excess internal heat, it's not as severe as him?"
Liu Yuan glanced at him and pointed at Zhou Shan, "He's a young man, can your excess internal heat be more severe than his?"
The chef glanced at his apprentice Zhou Shan. He naturally didn't understand these things and asked, "Then, doctor, is there a way to cure it?"
"Of course."
Liu Yuan nodded and began to write, "I'll write you a prescription to reduce the heat. Take it back and decoct it. It will help you reduce the heat in one day."
"Good, good, good..."
Liu Yuan wrote the prescription, and they went downstairs to get the medicine. The chef got the medicine, paid the bill, and left with Zhou Shan.
Liu Yuan didn't pay much attention and continued to see other people. When he was free, he sat on the second floor, looking at Xiu Yuan Tang opposite, which was still deserted and had few visitors, making him sneer and shake his head.
The next morning, Wan Yunting arrived at the medical hall punctually at nine-thirty.
As usual, seeing that not many people were coming to the medical hall, he could only sit with Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, Du Hua, and Mo Yaoshi on the second floor at a tea table by the window, observing the passers-by on the street.
However, there was a commotion from Liu Ping Tang opposite, which immediately caught the attention of Wan Yunting and Gu Luotang: "What's going on at Liu Ping Tang opposite?"
"I don't know. Judging by the situation, it seems to be a medical dispute!"
Qi Miaomiao's apricot eyes widened, and she leaned out the window to look at the main entrance of Liu Ping Tang opposite.
A middle-aged man in a chef's uniform and a young man were pointing at Liu Yuan and the medical hall assistants and cursing, "What's your attitude? The illness isn't cured, and you blame me for the wrong way of decocting the medicine. No wonder everyone doesn't trust traditional Chinese medicine. When there's a problem, you just shift the blame. It's all our fault?"
With this commotion, people on the road stopped to watch the excitement. People from other medical halls also came to see what was happening.
"Oh, let's go down and take a look too."
Qi Miaomiao was the first to run down when she saw such excitement.
"Let's go down and take a look too."
Wan Yunting pulled Gu Luotang, Du Hua, Wang Zhuyu, and Huang Yaoshi, who also went downstairs. Chen Lin and Zeng Xiaomeng were leaning at the entrance of the medical hall, looking at the lively scene at Liu Ping Tang opposite. Everyone didn't know what had happened.