Chapter 67

Earlier, Su Fuling had said that the other party had too much fire and was prone to exploding, so the 'accident' she designed naturally started from that angle. But Su Fuling did not intend to hurt anyone. In this matter, the other party was indeed acting from a law enforcement perspective.

Although she was dissatisfied with the suppression of traditional Chinese medicine in this place, what could she do when the rules were already set?

So the result Su Fuling wrote was that the other party would faint from shock for thirty seconds.

Su Fuling said, 'System, can you even control a person's level of fright?'

The Merit System replied, 'This system can control the airflow and decibels produced by an explosion through the other party's physical state, affecting changes in their body.'

Su Fuling understood the operating principle of the System. She felt envious of the System's precision in controlling the human body. She was truly curious about the world the System came from.

That world seemed almost like a world of immortals.

After writing it, Su Fuling submitted the task and reluctantly spent one hundred Merit Points.

'Alright, I hope it works.' If it didn't work, Su Fuling planned to ask her uncle for help, to make everything as compliant as possible. As for this ability, she wouldn't use it continuously—not only did it waste Merit Points, but she was also worried about losing control without realizing it. After all, the System had too many loopholes; if she ever gave in to greed, she could really turn the System into a tool to harm others. She would only use it when absolutely necessary.

After finishing all this, Su Fuling began seeing patients as usual.

At the front counter, Chen Shasha was a bit worried. 'Can Doctor Su really read people accurately? What if they come back hard and force her to back down? Our Sifang Association might as well fight them head-on.'

Zhao Facai sipped his tea. 'Fight who? Fight the Harbor City government? They represent a government law enforcement department.'

'Then what do we do?' Chen Shasha was exasperated.

Zhao Facai said, 'Just wait. My master isn't someone to mess with.'

Hmph, just looking at his master's expression, he knew everything would be fine.

At this point, the middle-aged Zhao Facai didn't even realize that he now felt a sense of security from his young master, who wasn't yet twenty.

At noon, the Yau Ma Tei Department of Health staff returned from eating out. One young inspector walked inside while reading a magazine.

An older health inspector behind him said, 'A Zhen, I heard your luck is supposed to be bad today.'

A Zhen said, 'Nonsense. Today I went with Li sir to catch unlicensed practitioners, but instead of a doctor, we ran into a con artist who spouted a bunch of nonsense. Li sir had to show face because of the Sifang Association. But tomorrow Li sir is going to shut down that Medical Clinic of theirs.'

The older health inspector said, 'Ah, these triad guys are getting too arrogant. Even someone of our status has to be polite to them. I'll go with you tomorrow.'

As they were talking, the office door ahead was about to close. The young man instinctively reached out to grab the doorframe, but the person inside pulled too hard, and his hand got caught. 'Ah—'

The person who had closed the door heard the sound and realized someone was behind him with a caught hand. He quickly pushed the door open. He saw his colleague A Zhen clutching his hand and bending over, already curled up in pain.

The pain shot straight to his heart—it was truly agonizing. The older inspector watching nearby even shuddered sympathetically.

The one who had closed the door was an assistant health inspector. Seeing this, he panicked. 'Brother A Zhen, what happened? Oh, I didn't notice someone was behind me. Why did you reach out to grab the door? Now your hand is crushed. Go see a doctor.'

A Zhen recovered a bit from the pain and got even angrier at his words. What did he mean by 'didn't notice someone was behind me'? And he blamed him for reaching out? When he saw the door about to close, wasn't it normal to instinctively block it? Wasn't it this bastard who closed the door too hard?

He was about to curse when the bastard said, 'But Brother A Zhen, you really did hurt your hand... That person was right?'

Hearing this, A Zhen paused and looked down at his swollen, red fingers. It hurt—really hurt—and the feeling was very real... No way, it couldn't be such a coincidence... That person really could read qi?

Otherwise, why would he be injured nowhere else but exactly on his hand? That person had told him to watch his hand...

A Zhen quickly got up, ignoring his hand, and went to find Li sir.

Li John was on the phone with Qiao Zhinan. 'George, don't worry. Tomorrow I'll shut down her shop. I'll make sure she can't keep it open.'

On the other end, Qiao Zhinan said worriedly, 'John, are you sure it's okay? I didn't expect her to have such strong backing from the Sifang Association. I asked around with some Henchman from the Sifang Association, and they all spoke of her with respect. She might be Chen Shan's girl.'

Li John said, 'That seems likely. That woman is young and pretty.'

Qiao Zhinan said, 'No wonder she's so bold. Can you really seal her Medical Clinic tomorrow?'

Li John chuckled lightly. 'Of course. Tomorrow I'll prove she's a fraud and shut down her Medical Clinic.'

Hearing this, Qiao Zhinan felt relieved. That Su's Medical Clinic not only stole his business but also caused him trouble with patients, making him lose face. After asking around, he learned that this so-called Doctor Su was just a woman from the Mainland with little education. She had started the Medical Clinic in partnership with a fortune-telling con artist. She probably relied on good tricks to fool many people.

As for the patients she had cured, Qiao Zhinan didn't believe a word of it. He thought those people had actually gotten better from the medicine he prescribed, and she just happened to take over at the right time and stole the credit.

'Li sir!' A Zhen suddenly burst into Li John's office. Li John, who was on the phone, was startled.

He quickly hung up and scolded, 'Don't you know any manners? Why did you barge into my office like that?'

A Zhen held up his hand. 'My hand got caught in the door.'

Li John saw his swollen hand and got even angrier. 'You caught your hand, so what do you want from me? I'm not your father. Go see a doctor.'

These subordinates were getting bolder and bolder, running into their boss's office without permission. No discipline! He needed to crack down.

A Zhen said aggrievedly, 'No, Li sir, I mean, that woman was right. She said I should be careful with my hand today. I was worried about you... exploding... anyway, I came because I was worried about your safety.'

Hearing this, Li John stared at his hand and recalled what the con artist had said earlier. She really did tell A Zhen to watch his hand.

He stood up, circled A Zhen's hand, examining it, and asked, 'How did you get hurt? Did someone deliberately injure you? Those triad guys are cunning; they might have staged an accident.'

'No... I hurt myself grabbing the door.' A Zhen described what happened. It happened inside the Department of Health, and he had reached out voluntarily—it was truly an accident, not man-made.

Li John widened his eyes, still unconvinced.

As someone who grew up abroad, he was a staunch materialist... well, although he believed in religion, he firmly believed that Chinese mysticism didn't exist.

He pointed at A Zhen's hand. 'Just a coincidence. Making a big fuss over nothing. Getting your hand caught is normal, isn't it? You got scared by one coincidence? Useless!'

A Zhen was speechless. He had come with good intentions, even if it seemed like brown-nosing, but his heart was in the right place. He was afraid the other person would really encounter an explosion, and now he got scolded. Hmph, serve you right if you do get blown up.

He was about to leave, clutching his hand, when suddenly a bang—an explosion—sounded. He jumped in shock, his heart pounding, then instinctively looked back. Li John was lying on the ground. Beside him was the shattered Imported Water Dispenser that Li John had just bought...

It had exploded, the water bucket knocked over, the whole office in a mess.

'What happened?' People from the Department of Health heard the noise and rushed over, crowding at the door to look inside.

After seeing clearly, everyone exclaimed, 'What happened? Why is Li sir on the ground? The water dispenser exploded?'

'Ah, call an ambulance!'

'Hurry and help Li sir up!'

Everyone scrambled in, but A Zhen stood frozen in place, his mind blank from the shock.

Li John didn't stay unconscious long. He woke up when people helped him off the floor.

He had been frightened by the explosion sound and airflow. Completely unaware of what had happened, he opened his eyes groggily to see everyone in the office and the mess around him. He was still dazed.

His assistant asked, 'Li sir, what happened?'

'It was an explosion. A real explosion.' This came from A Zhen, who was pointing at the water dispenser on the floor and muttering.

By now, Li John had also come to his senses. He too stared at the water dispenser on the floor, then recalled what Su Fuling had said to him that morning. Too much fire, explode...

It really exploded!

Besides Li John and A Zhen, the others who had gone out with them earlier also reacted now.

They looked at the water dispenser on the floor in shock, then at A Zhen.

A Zhen's hand was still raised, and everyone saw his palm.

No way... this... too miraculous!

The moment the task was completed, Su Fuling received feedback from the System.

Su Fuling was busy seeing patients and didn't pay attention to it. She had done what needed to be done; if it didn't work, so be it.

In the afternoon, there weren't many patients, so Su Fuling sent Chen Shasha and Zhao Facai to the Orphanage to discuss business. She was now in urgent need of Merit Points.

Yesterday, she had only bought the method to make Shixiang Tendon-Softening Powder, but not the antidote.

Without the antidote, she dared not use the medicine—she might poison herself first.

Zhao Facai and Chen Shasha quickly left.

A little while later, as Su Fuling was reading a book, someone wearing a mask walked into the Medical Clinic.

Su Fuling's consultation room door was open, so she saw him.

The person walked into the room and asked, 'Can I get a health check?'

Another stranger wanting a health check?

Now Su Fuling was a bit wary of strangers coming for health checks. Last time, she had encountered someone being used as a test subject; she hoped this wasn't another such case.

She activated the scan function and found that he wasn't a mission target, so she relaxed.

Still, she asked curiously, 'How did you think of getting a health check? It's expensive here—twenty dollars once. Even if you're healthy, I can only tell you, you're fine.'

The man quickly said, 'I just like hearing that.'

Su Fuling: '...'

The more she looked, the stranger it seemed. While taking his pulse, she said, 'Sir, where did you hear about the health check?'

'A friend of mine did it and said it was good. How's my fortune today?'

Su Fuling became alert. She had just been caught for practicing without a license today, and she had brought up some Taoist qi-reading stuff. Now this man was calling her 'Doctor' and asking about fortune...

Better to be safe. She didn't say anything like 'it's about health, not fortune' as before. Instead, she went along and said, 'I observe your complexion. Nothing will happen today. But if you're bored enough to stab yourself, I'm not responsible.'

'Good to know nothing will happen.' The man smiled, paid, and left.

Su Fuling found it very strange. She wondered which faction had sent him. Could it really be just a simple health check?

As she was thinking, another person walked in, also sneaky-looking with a mask and hat. 'I heard you can do health checks and read qi here?'

Su Fuling: '...That's right.'

After receiving five people in a row, Su Fuling confirmed that these were all from the Department of Health! Because she had only mentioned qi-reading to the Department of Health people, and these people came to her for qi-reading. Combined with the System's earlier feedback that the task was completed, it seemed the effect had worked, and these people had come to witness her qi-reading skills. So it must have been effective.

Back at the Department of Health, the staff whispered among themselves.

'That master said my fortune is good today and I won't have any accidents.'

'Me too, but can she really be right?'

'With A Zhen and Li sir's situation, how could the master be wrong?'

'True, too accurate!'

The Imported Water Dispenser exploding had never happened before, and it happened just when the master predicted it. Such a high-level person was rare to encounter. Everyone quickly found excuses to go out, disguised themselves, and went to the master for qi-reading.

Someone whispered, 'Do you think Li sir will still shut down the shop tomorrow?'

'Only if he's crazy. Besides, the master only reads qi; it's not illegal.'

Everyone nodded, thinking that Li sir had better not go crazy and close the master's shop, or where would they go for qi-reading in the future? They couldn't afford to go every day, but they could go before a long trip to be safer.

In his office, Li John had an ice pack on his head to calm down. But his mind was still replaying everything that had happened today. It completely overturned his worldview, shattering it with a bang. Could Chinese myths be real?

As someone who had received a Western education and naturalized, he couldn't accept this. He had believed in religion since childhood and had never witnessed anything miraculous, yet now he encountered Chinese mysticism?

Li John couldn't figure it out. He really wanted to understand what this person's abilities were.

But closing the shop was out of the question.

She had proven her qi-reading ability, and he couldn't pursue it further. Most importantly, Li John wasn't stupid. If she really had this skill, even if he shut down her shop and prevented her from practicing medicine, she could eventually become a guest of honor for big shots through this ability alone. Then he would be the one to suffer.

It wasn't worth offending such a person for the income from the clinic.

Moreover, couldn't he find an opportunity to get his qi read again? It seemed to be called a 'health check.' Twenty Hong Kong dollars each time—still very cheap.