The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

"Hmph, losing money? You think that's all there is to it?"

Hearing the people around him speaking up for him, Liu Laosi became even more arrogant.

He pointed at the young nurse and said viciously, "This clumsy, deadly scourge, are you really going to keep her at the clinic?"

"She has to get out of here! Otherwise, who knows who she'll harm next?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiaomei trembled, and tears streamed down her face.

Leaving the clinic?

She was an intern who had just been assigned from the county health school. She had no one to rely on, and this job was her lifeline.

Without a job, what will she eat? Where will she live?

"Liu Laosi, you've gone too far."

The old doctor also became anxious: "Xiao Xu made a mistake, we will deal with it seriously and strengthen his education, you..."

"Enough with the nonsense." Liu Laosi waved his hand impatiently. "First, pay up! Second, get this woman out of here. If any of these are missing, this isn't over."

"Then...how much compensation are you going to pay?"

The old doctor looked at the woman on the chair, whose groans were growing increasingly painful, wiped the sweat from his brow, and tentatively asked.

"Two thousand! Not a penny less." Old Liu's eyes darted around, and he held up two fingers.

"Two thousand?" The old doctor gasped. "Old Liu, you're asking for the moon."

"How much funding do we get for our clinic each month? You're trying to kill us!"

These days, an average worker only earns three to five hundred yuan a month.

Two thousand yuan can last for several months.

"Ouch... Ouch..."

Upon hearing the old doctor mention being forced to commit suicide, the woman lying down immediately became dramatic, clutching her chest and emitting even more exaggerated, breathless groans.

"I can't take it anymore... My chest hurts... I'm short of breath... I can't breathe..."

Her face was already a bit yellow, but now that she was holding her breath, it turned a bit purplish-blue, making her look even more frightening.

Seeing his wife putting on such a convincing performance, Liu Laosi was secretly delighted and immediately roared, "Look! Look how angry you've made my wife! It's all your fault!"

"If I can't come up with two thousand yuan today, I'm lying here and refusing to leave."

"If anything happens to my wife, I'll fight you to the death."

He was so focused on extorting money that he didn't notice his wife's hand tightening its grip on her chest.

The panting sound coming from his throat wasn't entirely faked.

The woman already had mild asthma, which didn't usually flare up, but her excitement and deliberate breath-holding act actually triggered it.

"No, no, something's wrong with her."

The experienced doctor is an expert in this field.

He noticed that the woman's breathing and complexion were off, and that she wasn't faking it, so he hurriedly went to check on her.

"Don't touch it!"

However, Liu Laosi shoved him aside, stood in front of the woman, and glared at her.

"What, trying to destroy the evidence?"

"I'm telling you, if you don't pay me today, nobody's going to touch my wife."

With this slight delay, the woman on the chair began to breathe more rapidly.

His face turned from yellow to green, his lips began to turn purple, his hands flailed wildly in the air, his eyes rolled back, and he looked like he was about to pass out. This time it was for real.

The onlookers also noticed something was wrong and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh dear, it seems like it really won't work."

"His face turned purple!"

"Quick, quick, save them!"

Liu Laosi was also stunned for a moment, but he thought it was his wife's amazing acting skills. He was even a little smug and said more fiercely, "Look! You've ruined my wife like this."

"Give me money! Give me money to save my life!"

Just as the old doctor was getting anxious, a figure suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, took two steps to the woman, and it was Yang Shuisheng.

"What are you doing? Get out of my way!"

When Liu Laosi saw a strange young man approaching, he instinctively tried to push him away.

Yang Shuisheng didn't even look at him. He quickly reached out and pressed several points on the woman's neck, chest, and ribs.

His technique was extremely fast; his fingers, carrying the warm sensation from his dantian, precisely stimulated several key acupoints.

"Are you fucking asking for it?! Who gave you permission to move around like that?"

"If anything happens to my wife, I..."

Liu Laosi was both shocked and furious. He cursed loudly and reached out to grab Yang Shuisheng's collar.

"Do you really want her dead?" Yang Shuisheng turned around abruptly, looking at Liu Laosi with icy eyes. "If so, I'll stop immediately."

These words were like a bucket of ice water, freezing Liu Laosi in his tracks.

The people around fell silent for a moment, not understanding what the young man meant.

In that brief pause, the woman on the chair, who was on the verge of dying, suddenly gasped for air with a "clunk".

Then his chest heaved violently as he began to breathe greedily.

The bluish-purple tinge on his face faded at a visible speed, and although he was still weak, he was clearly breathing again!

"Ho...ho...I'm...I'm alive..."

The woman spoke with difficulty, her eyes filled with lingering fear.

"Are you alright?"

Liu Laosi was stunned, staring wide-eyed at his wife:

He hadn't quite grasped the situation yet, thinking his wife had finished her performance.

"Nothing's wrong, my foot!"

The woman, having narrowly escaped death, was both angry and frightened. She didn't know where the strength came from, but she raised her foot and kicked Liu Laosi hard in the shin.

"Liu Laosi! You heartless bastard!"

"I almost suffocated just now, and you were stopping me from saving me?"

"Are you hoping I die so you can find someone else? Huh?"

Liu Laosi cried out "Ouch!" after being kicked, and only then did he fully realize what had happened.

My wife wasn't acting just now; she really had an asthma attack!

He was so focused on extorting money that he almost got her killed.

"I...I..."

Liu Laosi was speechless.

The woman caught her breath, struggled to sit up, and repeatedly thanked Yang Shuisheng: "Young man, thank you for saving me, I just..."

Her face flushed red, and she felt too embarrassed to pretend to be sick any longer.

He glanced at the old doctor and Xu Xiaomei, then whispered, "I feel like I'm fine, I don't need... I don't need to pay any compensation."

"Fourth brother, let's go."

After saying that, she grabbed Liu Laosi's ear, who was still in a daze.

"What are you standing there for? Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?"

"Apologize to your benefactor right now! Then get out of here and go home!"

Liu Laosi's ear was pulled painfully, and he was in the wrong.

He could only grimace and bow to Yang Shuisheng, mumbling an apology before his wife dragged him out of the clinic, and he slunk away through the crowd.

The farce ended so dramatically.

The clinic was completely silent.

Everyone looked at Yang Shuisheng with disbelief.

He just tapped a few times and saved a person who was about to die.

What kind of technique is this?

"Young man! Thank you so much!"

The old doctor was the first to react. He looked at Yang Shuisheng deeply, stepped forward, and excitedly grasped Yang Shuisheng's hand.

"If it weren't for you today, something terrible would have happened."

"You've found the acupoints pretty accurately!"

As she spoke, she gave him a thumbs up.

Xu Xiaomei also came to her senses and quickly poured a cup of hot water, handing it to Yang Shuisheng with trembling hands.

Her face was still wet with tears, and her eyes were red.

But his eyes were full of gratitude as he looked at Yang Shuisheng.

She really thought she was going to lose her job, or even face a murder charge.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Xu Xiaomei's voice was soft and hoarse, tinged with the sound of crying.

She bent slightly to hand him the water, and the collar of her wide white coat opened a little as she moved, revealing a section of her fair neck and delicate collarbone, as well as the faint curve of her breasts below.

She seemed oblivious, only looking at Yang Shuisheng with heartfelt gratitude.

Yang Shuisheng took the water glass, and his fingertips inadvertently touched her cold fingers. Xu Xiaomei quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been burned, but her face turned even redder.

"It was nothing," Yang Shuisheng said calmly, taking a sip of water. "I just wanted to buy the things and get back quickly."

"Buying something?"

"Young man, what would you like to buy? Just tell me!"

The old doctor quickly replied, his attitude very enthusiastic.

"I want to buy a set of silver needles."

"Silver needles?"

The old doctor was taken aback. He and Xu Xiaomei exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Their clinic does not sell silver needles, a type of medical instrument.

However, I do use some of it myself, but I rarely use it in daily life. Only old Chinese medicine doctors understand this.

"Young man, why are you buying silver needles...?"

"For my own use."

Yang Shuisheng gave a simple answer.

For personal use?

The old doctor and Xu Xiaomei were shocked once again.

This young man not only knows that amazing acupressure technique, but he also knows acupuncture?

How old does he look?

Moreover, his clothes and appearance clearly make him look like a country boy.