"Who is the patient?"
After entering the room, Lin Fan began to examine the two men.
Even without activating his Purple Extreme Spirit Eyes, Lin Fan could tell that these two men had been hollowed out by wine and women. Although they appeared boisterous, their physical condition was quite weak.
If they were to rein themselves in from now on, they might live a few more years. Otherwise, it was doubtful they would even reach fifty.
"Take a look at my brother Xiao Qiang first. He's been feeling chest tightness lately, might have some hidden ailment," the shifty-eyed young man said.
"You're the one with the hidden ailment!" Xiao Qiang retorted irritably, then swaggered to the chair opposite Lin Fan.
"Extend your hand, place it here," Lin Fan said expressionlessly, motioning for Xiao Qiang to put his hand on the wrist rest.
Xiao Qiang was flippant and sat with poor posture. After placing his hand on the wrist rest, his right leg jiggled restlessly.
Lin Fan frowned but said nothing. Suppressing his helplessness, he placed three fingers on Xiao Qiang's wrist and began to feel his pulse.
"Doctor, what exactly is wrong with me?"
"Chest tightness, right?" Because Xiao Qiang was constantly fidgeting, Lin Fan couldn't take his pulse properly.
If it were another doctor, they would have been enraged, perhaps even thrown Xiao Qiang out. But who was Lin Fan? He welcomed all comers! Moreover, it was the New Year, and it was better to avoid trouble. Thus, Lin Fan had no choice but to activate his Purple Extreme Spirit Eyes to check Xiao Qiang's physical condition.
"That's right, when I woke up this morning, my chest felt like a heavy stone was pressing on it, I could barely breathe."
"Doctor, quickly prescribe me some medicine."
Xiao Qiang spoke with a grin, clearly looking for trouble. Lin Fan examined him with his divine eyes and found no serious illness. Just some minor issues, nothing major. Long-term smoking had affected his lungs, and his trachea was slightly inflamed. Apart from that, there were no other ailments.
Lin Fan frowned, thinking back and forth, unable to figure out the true intentions of these two men. They wanted medicine right away, and seemed very impatient…
That's it! Thinking this, Lin Fan suddenly looked up, focusing on their faces. Indeed, if their complexions were normally dark, the darkness would vary in shade, and it would be undetectable in areas like the tip of the nose or the philtrum. However, these two fellows' entire faces were like they were wearing a mask, uniform in color. It seemed they had applied something to their faces. This meant they were here to cause trouble, and perhaps had a greater conspiracy in mind!
"Doctor, why are you staring at us like that?"
"Yeah, hurry up and write a prescription, we're waiting to go back!" each of them urged impatiently.
Lin Fan smiled, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and said, "No need for medicine, I can just give you acupuncture."
"No!" Xiao Qiang immediately raised his hand in refusal. "I've been afraid of needles since I was a child. I don't want needles, just give me medicine."
Lin Fan shook his head. "It's the end of the year, the medicinal herbs aren't fully stocked, and I haven't restocked yet. I can't prescribe medicine for you."
"If you don't agree to acupuncture, I can't treat you."
Xiao Qiang pointed to the medicine cabinet and asked, confused, "Don't you have Western medicine here? Some Western medicine would do."
Lin Fan shrugged. "I don't understand Western medicine, and the Western medicine doctor isn't here today. Why don't you try somewhere else?"
"Hey, I say..." Xiao Qiang stood up, placed one foot on his chair, and shouted, "During the New Year, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for us brothers, or what?"
"You have an illness but refuse to treat it, and you're kicking us out. Is that how a doctor should be?"
Lin Fan chuckled, "A healer has a parent's heart and naturally wouldn't stand by when encountering a patient."
"However, you refuse the treatment I offer, which is acupuncture. What can I do?"
The other man stepped forward, shouting, "My brother asked you to write a prescription, so just write it, what's with all the nonsense?"
"Don't talk about whether the herbs are fully stocked or not. If absolutely necessary, prescribe what you have for now, and we'll come back after the New Year to buy the missing herbs."
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. It was a miracle these two fools had lived past thirty!
"That's all I have to say. My skills at this humble village clinic are limited. If you're not satisfied, please leave." Lin Fan extended his hand, making a gesture of invitation.
"Hey, damn it, I don't believe this!" Xiao Qiang slammed the table hard and roared, "What's the big deal about writing a prescription... is it going to kill you?"
"Damaging things requires compensation." Lin Fan also stood up. He was tall and straight, his imposing presence overwhelming Xiao Qiang.
"What, you don't accept that?" The other man suddenly rolled up his sleeve, revealing an arm covered in tattoos. He was somewhat overweight and, on the surface, appeared stronger than Lin Fan.
Seeing this, Xiao Qiang was emboldened. "Go to hell..." He grabbed the wrist rest from the table and flung it fiercely at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan let out a cold laugh and merely raised his right hand, catching the flying wrist rest with two fingers.
*Crack!*
A crisp, soft sound. The two men froze, completely taken aback.
"Hmph!" Lin Fan snorted, slammed his hand on the table, and roared, "You refuse a toast, but insist on a penalty!" He placed one hand on the table and sprang up with a graceful and elegant movement.
*Bang! Bang!*
Two muffled thuds. In mid-air, Lin Fan swiftly delivered two kicks, hitting both men squarely in the chest.
"Ouch..." Although Lin Fan had only used thirty percent of his strength, the two men could barely withstand it. They each knocked over the chair behind them, falling to the ground and clutching their chests, groaning in pain.
"Get out!" Lin Fan landed and shouted sternly.
"You dare to hit people?" Xiao Qiang, lying on the ground, pointed at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan chuckled, "It seems I was too lenient." He flicked his wrist, and a large silver needle suddenly appeared between his fingers. "I offered you acupuncture earlier, and you refused. Now, you have no choice." He then raised his hand sharply, making a motion as if to throw the needle.
"You... you wait!" The two men scrambled in a panic, crawling out of the room. Such a long and thick silver needle, even if it didn't kill them, would certainly cause immense pain!
After they left, Lin Fan put away the silver needle and scratched his head, wondering, "I haven't seen them before, they must not know me. Who wants to cause trouble for me?" Lin Fan pondered, but still couldn't figure it out.
"Whatever, let them come. I fear no one now!"
"I refuse to believe it could be the Eight-Headed Serpent God sending them!" Lin Fan muttered to himself as he tidied the room. Meanwhile, the two men ran directly to Wangjia Village.