"You have symptoms of fear of cold, you need..."

The two of them walked into the clinic, just in time to see Su Qingqing's uncle treating a patient, so they stood aside and watched quietly.

After listening to Su Qingqing's uncle's prescription, Jiang Chen's eyebrows furrowed, and he stepped forward, displeased, "A doctor's heart should be parental, is this how you practice medicine? You are not curing; you are harming people!"

Su Qingqing's uncle, Wu Zhiyong, and the patient were both stunned, looking up at Jiang Chen.

"Who are you?" Wu Zhiyong glanced at Su Qingqing before turning to glare at Jiang Chen.

"He's the doctor I invited to find out why the clinic's reputation is declining," Su Qingqing said with a gloomy expression.

"What? Su Qingqing, what do you mean? Are you implying the clinic's reputation has declined because of me? Do you have no conscience? When your father died, wasn't it I who helped you keep the clinic running? And now you bring some nobody to check on me?" Wu Zhiyong stood up, yelling at Su Qingqing.

Su Qingqing's expression changed, and she turned to look at Jiang Chen.

Wu Zhiyong also looked at Jiang Chen, sneering, "Kid, don't think just because you've deceived Qing Qing you can fool me. You say my prescriptions are harmful rather than curative; show me the evidence. I knew you were a fraud the moment I laid eyes on you, trying to scam money here. You're blind, you dumb dog."

Jiang Chen gave Wu Zhiyong a sidelong glance, then turned to the patient, who looked confused, "Do you have spasms in your stomach, often burp, feel sharp pain in the stomach from time to time, and can't tolerate even a little bit of cold food without having to run to the bathroom?"

"Yes, how did you know?" The patient looked at Jiang Chen in surprise.

Wu Zhiyong paused, his eyes shifting, before pointing at Jiang Chen and shouting, "Those were all things I just mentioned! What skill does it take to repeat them?"

"Did you describe them in such detail?" Jiang Chen looked coldly at Wu Zhiyong.

Both Su Qingqing and the patient frowned, looking at Wu Zhiyong with disdain.

Wu Zhiyong's mouth twitched, and then he shouted loudly, "You must have summarized it from what I said, must have. Having some medical knowledge doesn't qualify you to show off in front of me. You picked the wrong target!"

Jiang Chen smiled coldly, turned to the patient, "Do you trust me? If you do, I'll treat you right now. You won't need medication, just a few needles, and you'll be better."

"I... believe you!" The patient hesitated for a moment but nodded emphatically.

Jiang Chen gave a slight smile, turning to Su Qingqing, "Do we have Silver Needle here?"

"Yes." Su Qingqing responded, glancing at Wu Zhiyong before turning to fetch Silver Needle.

Wu Zhiyong's expression turned ugly as he glared at Jiang Chen, his mind racing. Suddenly, he pointed at Jiang Chen and cursed, "You bastard, were you sent by another clinic to destroy ours? Using Silver Needle, that's ancient medicine, isn't it. Everyone knows you need experience for traditional medicine. You're so young, what do you know about ancient medicine?"

Turning to the patient, Wu Zhiyong put on a concerned expression, "You mustn't trust him. He's a fraud sent by another clinic to take ours down. It might even be the one from across the street. If you let him apply needles, you might end up dead."

The patient was startled and looked at Jiang Chen with suspicion.

"Nonsense!" Su Qingqing, holding Silver Needle, exclaimed angrily, "Jiang Chen cured my illness yesterday, and besides, I came here from Jinhai with him yesterday. How could he possibly have been sent by the clinic across the street?"

Jiang Chen took the Silver Needle from Su Qingqing's hands, turned to the patient, "Same question, if you trust me, I'll start treating you right away, without any need for medicine."

The patient hesitated for quite some time, but looking at Jiang Chen's sincere smile, he finally nodded, "Okay!"

"I definitely won't let you down."

Jiang Chen smiled and began the sterilization process, followed by the acupuncture. His techniques were incredibly skilled and flowed seamlessly.

After a few needles, Jiang Chen removed them and looked at the patient with a light chuckle, "How do you feel now?"

"I'm cured! My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, and somehow I even feel like I have an appetite?" said the patient, incredulously looking at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "Your poor appetite was due to your stomach condition. Just like how a toothache can make you lose interest in eating, you must have been uncomfortable after eating anything, naturally leading to a poor appetite."

"Thank you, thank you, Doctor," the patient repeatedly bowed to Jiang Chen, reaching for his wallet to take out money.

"That won't be necessary," Jiang Chen raised his hand to stop the patient, glanced at Wu Zhiyong, and said with a faint smile, "The earlier issue was the clinic's fault. I hope you won't mind it. Consider this treatment as compensation. I hope you can tell others that this clinic won't have any more issues with misuse of medication."

Su Qingqing was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Chen with a moved expression in her eyes.

The grateful patient left, and Jiang Chen turned his head to look at Wu Zhiyong.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyong was blankly staring at Jiang Chen. Although he was a doctor himself, having practiced medicine for many years, he had never witnessed an illness being cured with just a few needles like that, and he was momentarily dumbstruck.

Jiang Chen sneered, "You never actually intended to cure people. You just wanted to make money off the patients. You prescribed only the most expensive medications. Apart from their cost, those medicines are completely ineffective for the patients and only make them feel worse!"

Su Qingqing also became anxious and shouted, "Uncle, my father has an excellent reputation in Dingjing. You can't smear it like this!"

Regaining his composure, Wu Zhiyong cursed furiously, "Su Qingqing, I am your uncle! You don't believe me, but you believe a stranger? If it weren't for me, this clinic would have closed down long ago."

Turning to Jiang Chen, Wu Zhiyong sneered, "If you're really capable, then cure all the subsequent patients. Only then will I be convinced of your ability. If you can correctly identify and cure all the patients' illnesses, then I'll admit that it was my misuse of medication that ruined the clinic's reputation. If not, then the cure you just performed was simply a fluke."

"Fine, you said it yourself—remember your own words!" Jiang Chen agreed at once.

Next, it was Jiang Chen's turn to see the patients.

At that moment, a patient entered the clinic, glanced at Jiang Chen, then turned to Wu Zhiyong, "Hello, I..."

"Tonsillitis!" Jiang Chen spoke calmly and abruptly.

The patient, Su Qingqing, and Wu Zhiyong were all momentarily taken aback.

"Please sit, I'll see you now," Jiang Chen said to the patient, gesturing to the stool in front of him.

The patient sat down, slightly dazed, "But I haven't said anything yet."

"No need to speak," Jiang Chen said with a slight smile and proceeded to take the patient's pulse from behind.

"It's not just tonsillitis; you also have gastroenteritis, stomach ulcers, your diet... it's really unhealthy!" Jiang Chen, after taking the pulse for only a dozen seconds or so, looked up at the patient in surprise.

The patient was even more astonished, a shocked expression in his eyes, "How... how did you know?"

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