What… what happened to Zhou Yahu?
The crowd gathered around, unsure of the exact events.
Zhou Chonghu was the first to reach his brother's 'corpse'. He checked for breathing and a heartbeat, but there was nothing.
He roared at Lu Ming, "You bastard, you killed my brother!"
What?
The Chinese divine doctor killed someone?
How could this be possible?
But the facts were laid out before them, and it was hard not to believe.
Qiao Ling quickly walked over and said, "Vice President Zhou, please calm down a little. Lu Ming only gave Zhou Yahu medicine to cool down his internal heat. It couldn't be fatal."
"Heh heh, my brother is lying here, lifeless, and you're still covering for Lu Ming?" Zhou Chonghu shouted, "Qiao Ling, what are your intentions?"
Qiao Ling frowned slightly. "Vice President Zhou, please let me take a look."
She went to Zhou Yahu's side and conducted a thorough examination. To her embarrassment, she discovered that Zhou Yahu was indeed dead!
From any perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, Zhou Yahu was undoubtedly deceased.
Qiao Ling didn't know what to say.
Zhou Chonghu asked, "Qiao Ling, do you have anything else to say now?"
Qiao Ling looked back at Lu Ming with embarrassment.
Anyone else would have been panicking and unsure of what to do, but Lu Ming was not.
He calmly walked to Zhou Yahu's body and, after a brief examination, chuckled.
The fake death pill.
Lu Ming had encountered this trick meant to fool children when it was first developed. The Medical Immortal had dissected it in detail for him, and Lu Ming understood its workings perfectly.
Everyone thought Lu Ming was only skilled in Chinese medicine.
Little did they know, Lu Ming had reached the pinnacle of both Chinese and Western medicine, having integrated all medical knowledge.
To try and show off with a fake death pill in front of Lu Ming.
In four words: showing off a skill before an expert.
Seeing Lu Ming smile, Zhou Chonghu became even more enraged and cursed, "You scoundrel, you killed my brother, and I'll have your life in return!"
Lu Ming smiled and asked, "Are you sure your brother is dead?"
Zhou Chonghu said, "He's not breathing. What else could it be but death? Lu Ming, you killed someone but refuse to admit it. Is this the medical ethics of a Chinese divine doctor?"
He stood up and addressed the crowd, "Everyone, look! The Chinese divine doctor killed someone, but denies it! Would you dare to let such an unethical doctor treat you?"
Suddenly, everyone panicked.
Those who were preparing to have Lu Ming treat them began to back out.
Even many patients who had just received Lu Ming's medicine quickly threw it away, afraid they would end up like Zhou Yahu, and be killed.
Treating illnesses is like this.
There is no room for a single mistake.
If you have one medical accident, your medical ethics and skills will be questioned, and it will be difficult for patients to trust you.
What's more, killing someone is not a minor accident.
It is an extremely serious major accident!
Qiao Ling looked at Lu Ming with great concern. She knew what this medical accident meant. If things went wrong, it could completely ruin Lu Ming's medical career.
It might even lead to Lu Ming being sent to jail.
However, Lu Ming calmly took out his phone, checked the time, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I can cure your brother's illness. He won't die."
Huh?
Zhou Chonghu was taken aback.
Can be cured?
A dead person can be cured?
Zhou Chonghu was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected Lu Ming to be so calm, nor had he expected Lu Ming to say such a thing.
But Zhou Chonghu quickly regained his composure.
If there's an illness, it can be cured. But if there's no illness, how can it be cured?
No matter how Lu Ming treated him later, as long as Zhou Yahu insisted on feigning death, he could pin the blame on Lu Ming!
Zhou Chonghu said coldly, "Alright, then treat my brother. If you can cure him, then everyone will be happy. If you can't, I'll have you pay with your life for my brother!"
Lu Ming chuckled lightly.
He neither used acupuncture nor wrote a prescription. He just sat aside with his phone, quietly watching Zhou Yahu lying on the ground.
Zhou Chonghu became impatient and asked, "What do you mean? Didn't you say you were going to treat my brother? Why aren't you acting?"
Lu Ming smiled and said, "What's the hurry? I'm still formulating the treatment plan."
Time ticked by.
Ten minutes passed.
Lu Ming, with his keen observation, noticed Zhou Yahu twitch slightly, indicating that the effect of the fake death pill had worn off.
Zhou Yahu should have now returned to normal.
However, Zhou Yahu dared not wake up and continued to keep his eyes closed, feigning death.
Feigning death, huh?
Let's see how long you can keep it up.
Lu Ming snapped his fingers and said to the shopkeeper, "Uncle, help me bring over the jar of pickled wine."
"Okay."
The shopkeeper immediately brought over a jar of wine. The crowd could clearly see a very thick red snake hidden inside.
Its entire body was bright red.
It was obvious that it was extremely poisonous!
Lu Ming opened the lid and grabbed the red snake. He shook it in front of everyone, and the red snake immediately writhed vigorously.
It was alive.
"Ah, a snake!" A child screamed in fear and hid behind his mother.
The crowd retreated.
Zhou Chonghu frowned and asked, "Lu Ming, what are you doing? Why are you bringing out a venomous snake?"
Lu Ming chuckled and said, "To cure the illness."
"Cure the illness? How can a venomous snake cure an illness?"
"Ah, Vice President Zhou, you don't understand. This is what we call using poison to fight poison! As long as the red snake bites Zhou Yahu a couple of times, and the red snake's venom enters Zhou Yahu's body, it will clear out the original toxins in his body. At that point, Zhou Yahu will wake up."
Nonsense!
Zhou Chonghu knew Lu Ming was talking nonsense, but… he was helpless.
Lu Ming brought the snake close to Zhou Yahu and said to the 'corpse', "Er Huzi, I'm going to put the red snake inside your clothes."
Zhou Yahu's 'corpse' clearly trembled involuntarily.
Zhou Yahu feared snakes the most!
When he was in school, Zhou Yahu would tremble just from seeing pictures of snakes in textbooks. Once, on his way home from school, he saw a small water snake and was so scared he fainted.
Lu Ming had this weakness completely in his grasp.
The red snake flicked its tongue, slowly approaching Zhou Yahu's 'corpse'.
Following that, a miraculous scene unfolded.
Zhou Yahu, who had been presumed dead, suddenly sprang up from the ground with a carp jump, performed two consecutive backflips, and in an instant, created a distance of four to five meters between himself and Lu Ming!
"Don't come near me!!!" Zhou Yahu roared to the sky.
The crowd was stunned.
The dead man… was alive?
Lu Ming chuckled and said casually, "Carp jump, backflips, and such strong vitality. Er Huzi, it seems you're fine?"
Zhou Yahu immediately realized he had been tricked.
But, it was too late.
Zhou Chonghu, standing nearby, covered his face in embarrassment and cursed inwardly, "Useless, can't even act dead properly. A complete failure!"