"Alright."
The man took a look. Although he had concerns, there was no other way.
Although the epidemic had not spread severely throughout Sandong City, the number of people suffering from colds had increased significantly.
Rumor had it that if you went to the hospital, you would be quarantined simply for having a cold.
The more this talk spread, the truer it seemed, and many people dared not go to the hospital.
Not long after the clinic opened in the morning, a line had already formed.
Bai Suxiang, with practiced ease, examined the patient's aura and took their pulse.
In reality, this whole charade was something Fu Ruhai had taught her, mimicking how doctors acted.
And most of the people who came here were suffering from colds or similar ailments.
To distinguish them from plague victims, one only needed to see if they had a dark aura.
For colds, the dosage of Jieyou powder would be less; if there was a dark aura, the dosage would be increased.
To avoid revealing their secret, they tried not to describe the patients' symptoms.
Only the three of them knew the truth behind this.
Although their actions were questionable, the reality could not be told to the public.
People nowadays no longer held the concept of immortals in their hearts. If you prattled on to them, they might even report you to the authorities and have you arrested.
But things rarely go smoothly, and what was bound to happen eventually did.
Lu Fang, in search of other locations to plant his "wedges," also arrived in Lishui City.
Everything was going according to plan. In another four or five days, the wedges in Lishui City could have been easily planted. But Liu Sandao and his companions had disrupted it.
He was no match for them in a direct confrontation, but manipulating human nature was his forte.
If even one person says your medical skills are poor, then you have no place to stand!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
It was the turn of a man in his forties or fifties to see the doctor. He walked to Bai Suxiang, coughing.
Perhaps his condition was mild, or perhaps the presence of Bai Suxiang invigorated him. His eyes flickered, and a lewd smile appeared on his face.
Liu Sandao, who was feeling a bit tired from writing prescriptions, stretched his body and happened to see this man. He immediately became wary.
Bai Suxiang, thinking him to be a patient, followed the routine and took his pulse, preparing to write a prescription.
"Cough, cough, girl, what's your name?"
"Don't talk!"
Bai Suxiang replied coldly.
The man's eyes glinted with mischief as he began to scrutinize Bai Suxiang.
The clothes Bai Suxiang wore were not out of place, and there was nothing amiss overall.
But the man's gaze swept over her from head to toe. He even deliberately turned sideways to look at her profile, and his mouth twisted into a smirk.
Fu Ruhai, seeing that Liu Sandao was not writing prescriptions normally, followed his gaze and noticed the patient in front of them.
"This..."
He immediately saw the man's ill intentions and, with a grimace, was about to get up and reprimand him.
Liu Sandao grabbed him.
"Alright, there's no major problem. Go over there to get your prescription and medicine!"
Bai Suxiang said.
The man coughed twice and withdrew his gaze, saying, "You'd better take a good look. My condition is not mild. I've been coughing for days and haven't gotten any better!"
His words reminded Bai Suxiang. She carefully examined the man's face, forehead, and back again. There was no dark aura, so he truly wasn't seriously ill.
"It's really not a big deal; two doses of medicine will do!"
"Hmph! What are you talking about? I've been sick for many days, and two doses won't cure me. Even major hospitals can't do anything about this illness. Do you even know how to treat it!"
The man questioned her.
These words surprised Bai Suxiang.
She was an amateur, and if it weren't for the divine blessing on the medicine, she wouldn't have dared to sit here.
"Yes, yes, she's so young, she must have little experience!"
"Mmm, who would disagree? But why is the other doctor not seeing patients, and only letting her do it?"
The people in line behind him chimed in. Sū Dān Xiǎo Shuō Wǎng.
This immediately stirred up a hornet's nest, and a cacophony of voices erupted.
The previously quiet small clinic became noisy.
Bai Suxiang had no choice but to carefully observe again for any dark aura.
"Your pulse-taking technique is all wrong, yet you can still tell!"
The man pointed out and then took Bai Suxiang's hand, placing it on his wrist.
Bai Suxiang, flustered, did not pay attention to whether his actions were intentional.
After placing her hand, the man still lingered on the back of Bai Suxiang's hand, touching it, and his eyes cast a lascivious glance at her.
While he was "reminding" Bai Suxiang, Liu Sandao had already used his spiritual sense to probe the man's body. There was nothing unusual. Could he be faking his cough?
Seeing the inappropriate look in his eyes and his deliberate provocation, there was definitely something amiss.
"There's no problem, absolutely no problem. If you don't trust her, I'll take your pulse!"
Liu Sandao said, walking over to Bai Suxiang's seat.
Bai Suxiang immediately stood up and moved aside.
"Hey, no, you wanted her to see me, didn't you? What, she's not getting enough practice?"
The man deliberately provoked, and even grabbed Bai Suxiang's arm.
Bai Suxiang hastily pulled away, shamefacedly saying:
"I have studied diligently but lack skill. My master's medical skills are far superior. I believe he can cure your illness!"
Just as the man was about to retort, Liu Sandao directly took his hand and placed it on the table, beginning to take his pulse.
"You said how many days have you been coughing?"
"Several days!"
The man said coldly.
Initially, he had wanted Liu Sandao to examine him. But now that Liu Sandao was examining him, why this attitude?
Fu Ruhai was also puzzled: had his lustful intentions truly made his condition worsen?
"This is not a cold at all; there's no big problem."
Liu Sandao stated calmly.
"See! I told you, you can't cure it! And you say there's no big problem. My cough has been bothering me for many days, and it hasn't gotten better, which is why I came to you. If you can't cure it, just say so. Don't claim there's no problem. If there's no problem, why would I come to you! Right?"
The man said, looking around.
It seemed as though he was waiting for the crowd's approval and agreement.
Indeed, with his words, the surrounding people quieted down for a moment, and then began to murmur amongst themselves.
"That's right, that's right, she's young after all!"
"Well, well, only minor ailments can be treated here; for serious illnesses, one still has to go to the hospital!"
"Let's go, let's go. It seems their medical skills aren't very good!"
...
For a small clinic, reputation is paramount. Once the reputation is tarnished, the clinic's days are numbered.
Liu Sandao knew very well that his purpose was to treat the plague, not these so-called serious illnesses.
However, he couldn't say he couldn't treat it, otherwise, people would think he was a quack.
"There's truly no illness. If you don't believe me, stand up and try walking!"
Liu Sandao said with certainty.
Hearing this, the man stood up, mumbling, "A cough is a cough. It won't stop just because you say so!"
He stood up, preparing to walk, and made a motion as if to cough.