Chapter 34: Get Out of My Shop!

He tried to walk two more steps, even twisting his waist.

"Incredible! It was piercing pain before, now I feel nothing at all! Young man, your skill surpasses Hua Lao's!"

Hua Jing stood beside him, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man's waist, silent for a long while.

How could this be? Just by massage, both the old and new injuries healed?

He hurriedly squatted down, skeptically pressing his fingers forcefully on the man's waist.

"Huh? How does this swelling disappear so quickly?"

The middle-aged man was grinning broadly at that moment.

"Hua Lao, it really doesn't hurt! When you touched me earlier, I twitched in pain, now your pressure feels nothing. Young man, you are truly a Divine Doctor among us!"

Hua Jing moved his fingers to the area below the man's lumbar vertebrae and felt around for a while, growing more astonished.

"That's not right... Your fascia was stuck tight before; last time I needled you three times before it loosened a bit. How come now it's not sticky at all? Even the muscles have elasticity!"

He suddenly looked up at Jiang Feng, his eyes full of disbelief, his voice trembling slightly.

"You... what Technique did you actually use? I've been a Doctor for over sixty years, never have I seen massage clear stasis and adhesions this fast! Who taught you this Technique?"

Jiang Feng leaned against the medicine cabinet, giving a faint smile.

"My lineage isn't worth mentioning; even if I told Hua Lao, he probably wouldn't know. So now I have the right to take over your Ji Shi Tang, right?"

Hua Jing showed a hint of hesitation, but still nodded earnestly.

"Your massage skill is indeed superior to mine, but Traditional Chinese Medicine is more than massage; you must also master Symptom Differentiation, prescribe Medicine, treat complex ailments... I need to see more. If you can cure other patients, I'll fully trust you."

This Zhongyi Guan has gathered his life's dedication.

Although he was already almost certain that Jiang Feng's medical art was extraordinary.

But for the sake of the neighborhood's health, he still wanted to observe further.

"Alright, leave the remaining patients to me; if any issues arise, Hua Lao, you can point them out at any time."

Jiang Feng waved his hand nonchalantly, sat on the rattan chair and immediately assumed the role, as if he were at his own home.

The middle-aged man pulled out five hundred yuan from his wallet and shoved it into Jiang Feng's hand.

"Young man, you must keep this money! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how long my back would have hurt, maybe it would have truly become paralyzed as Hua Lao said!"

Jiang Feng pushed the money back, smiling, "Brother, no need. We didn't bet on money earlier. If you truly feel obliged, just refer anyone who feels unwell to me in the future."

The middle-aged man couldn't argue, so he pocketed the money, thanked Hua Jing and Jiang Feng several times, and then walked away with his back straight.

After a short while, three or four more patients kept arriving at the shop.

There was an elderly lady whose knees hurt so badly she couldn't walk, an office worker with a headache, and a mother holding a constantly crying child, saying the child had been suffering from food stagnation for several days and hadn't eaten properly, and so on...

Jiang Feng didn't keep them waiting long; each patient could be prescribed Medicine and cured.

Hua Jing, who initially frowned while observing, later simply stood beside and helped as an assistant.

He even began asking Jiang Feng for his opinion on several patients, like a student.

Jiang Feng didn't hide anything; he explained each case to Hua Jing in great detail.

In the end, Hua Jing was completely convinced.

When the last patient left, Hua Jing grabbed Jiang Feng's hand, his voice filled with excitement.

"Jiang Feng! I'm convinced! Truly convinced! Your medical art—don't even mention me—if the Jiangnan's Number One Divine Doctor Sun Boyong came, he'd still fall short of you. I previously worried your youth made you unreliable; it's the old man, I have eyes that cannot recognize Mount Tai!"

Jiang Feng smiled faintly, teasing, "How about it, Old Master, does that put your mind at ease now?"

"Rest assured, rest assured!"

Hua Jing nodded repeatedly, "I was worried that transferring this place to you would tarnish your medical art; with your ability, you should go to the National Medical Hall! Rest assured, from today onward, Ji Shi Tang is yours, and I won't take a single cent of transfer fee from you."

Jiang Feng was at a loss between laughing and crying, but not wanting to take advantage of the old man, he said directly, "Hua Lao, whatever the arrangement, I'll still pay the transfer fee."

Hua Lao, however, was unusually stubborn, waving his hands, "I said I don't want it, I don't want it. The old man's word is binding."

The two kept pushing the responsibility back and forth for a long time, yet Jiang Feng still couldn't persuade the stubborn old man.

At that moment, Hua Jing suddenly thought of something and said earnestly.

"Jiang Feng, if you insist on paying the transfer fee, how about this: you treat a patient for me, and that will count as the fee."

"Alright, what patient?"

"I have a benefactor named Nie Qianxue."

Hua Jing looked around, confirming no one was nearby, and said.

"A few years ago, when I opened the medical hall and ran into trouble, she stepped in to help."

"But recently she suffered severe injuries and is now on the brink of death, lying in bed unable to even eat, so thin she's just a handful of bones. I've treated her many times, prescribed numerous prescriptions, yet nothing worked."

"I heard she even called Sun Boyong to see her, but still there was little effect; she's about to give out. Do you think you could help?"

Jiang Feng immediately nodded, "Alright, Hua Lao, as long as she's still breathing, I'll do my best to save her."

Hua Jing, upon hearing that, became so excited his eyes reddened, quickly grabbing Jiang Feng's hand and thanking him profusely.

"Thank you, Jiang Feng! Then let's go right now, I'm counting on you!"

"Now? Alright!"

Jiang Feng, seeing the Old Master so excited, didn't waste words.

The two tidied up a bit, grabbed the medicine box, and were just about to leave.

Suddenly, with a bang, the shop door was kicked open.

Three small thugs with yellow hair and floral shirts swaggered in.

The leader squinted, scanning the room, finally fixing his gaze on Hua Jing, his tone arrogantly brazen.

"Old relic! Stop stalling! Time to pay this month's protection fee! Thirty thousand yuan, not a single cent less!"

Hua Jing's face darkened instantly upon seeing the thugs.

"I've been on this street for so many years, never paid any protection fee; you're robbing us!"

"Robbery—what's the problem?"

A Lv Mao little thug beside them stepped forward and gave Hua Jing a push.

Hua Jing didn't stand steady, almost fell to the Ground, but Jiang Feng reached out and gave a helping hand.

Lv Mao snickered, and the Tone was full of contempt.

"You old thing, stop showing any face! In the past Nie Qianxue backed you up, we could still give you some leeway."

"Now Nie Qianxue is almost done for, with no one protecting her, you still dare to cross us? If you don't pay the money today, we'll smash your broken medicine cabinet, and you'll never be able to do business again!"

Hua Jing, furious, trembled all over, yet couldn't utter a single word.

Jiang Feng steadied Hua Jing, and his gaze grew a little colder.

He stared at those little thugs: "You just said you were going to smash my shop?"

"Your shop?"

The thugs glanced at each other, and after confirming it was Ji Shi Tang, they were even more stunned.

"Where the hell are you from? Isn't this Hua Lao's shop?"

"Oh, Hua Lao handed this Here over to me."

Jiang Feng gave a cold smile: "So you'd better hurry and roll out of my shop."