CHAPTER 899: CHAPTER 875: EXPOSED

The old man was excited, taking out 2000 yuan but hadn’t had time to put it away before Jiang Xiaoxiao swiftly grabbed his wrist.

A pill was already in the old man’s mouth.

No one could see clearly what medicine Jiang Xiaoxiao had given the old man.

The old man just felt a pill enter his mouth, instantly turning into liquid and sliding down his throat into his stomach.

The taste was somehow sweet and fragrant, but regardless of what it was, one had to know what they were consuming. You couldn’t just put any medicine into your mouth.

"How can you call yourself a doctor? You give me medication without knowing what it is? What if it kills someone? You’d be nothing but a quack harming people."

The old man felt uneasy, not knowing what he had taken.

Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled, "Rest assured, old man. Before taking the cough medicine, you must first take this medicine to determine how severe your condition is. Don’t worry, it’s mainly to confirm the severity of your illness so we can prescribe medication suitable for your level of treatment.

Otherwise, you’d be spending money in vain, taking medicine that doesn’t work—that would be our fault."

Hao Zhigang quietly asked Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Aunt, what is that thing?"

Even he was unsure about what to do now.

Ever since his aunt had him post that advertisement, he’d foreseen situations like this occurring.

But he hadn’t anticipated the first patient to be so troublesome, with no real patients coming in.

Now every visitor eyed their compensation money with ill intentions.

"I concocted this based on your formula, but I haven’t tested the effects yet. Supposedly, it’s called the Intestine-breaking Bone-eroding Pill."

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled faintly.

Hao Zhigang inhaled deeply.

He’d never encountered this formula; wasn’t his aunt obtaining those common, widely available formulas from the market?

How could she obtain something like this?

Although he hadn’t seen this elixir, he had heard of it. Supposedly, taking it causes immense distress, possibly leading to pain-induced death.

Before he could speak further, the old man across from him changed color, went pale, and beads of sweat the size of broad beans appeared on his forehead. He clutched his stomach, unable to sit still.

"What... what are you doing? Oh, it hurts so much. What exactly did you give me to make me hurt like this? Oh, oh, it’s killing me."

The people around were startled too, immediately stepping back to create a circle around him, leaving the old man in the center. Everyone was frightened seeing his expression.

"What did you do? What did you give the old man? How could he hurt so much? Don’t you know if the old man dies, you’ll be imprisoned?"

Someone intervened heroically.

That person was naturally Zhao Weiguo.

"Don’t worry, old man. What I gave you was to specifically assess how serious your lung disease was. Seeing you in pain like this indicates your lung disease is seriously severe, with the more severe the disease, the greater the pain caused by our medicine.

Looking at your state now, sigh, this lung disease could be worse than tuberculosis, possibly lung cancer. You have lung cancer, which our medicine can’t cure. Our medicine is only for coughs, not lung cancer."

Jiang Xiaoxiao’s smile was as cheerful as a spring breeze.

The old man was in such pain he couldn’t straighten his back, clutching his stomach and appearing drenched.

"You’re... you’re talking nonsense! What lung cancer? I just had a physical check-up at the hospital a few days ago; I’m in great health. Every doctor who examined me said I have no issues whatsoever.

You’re claiming I have lung cancer, that’s ridiculous! What did you just give me?"

"No way, how could you not have lung cancer? You have lung cancer."

Jiang Xiaoxiao responded with a bright smile.

"You’re talking nonsense. I don’t even cough normally, how could I have lung cancer?"

Just moments ago trying to advocate for the old man, Zhao Weidong now fell silent, realizing there was nothing more to say when you admit to not even having a cough, yet come to buy cough medicine here.

Isn’t this asking for trouble? Were you trying to scam them, or what was the plan here?

"So there’s nothing wrong with your lungs? No wonder it hurts so much! Our medicine, if you have a chronic condition, won’t cause any pain. But if you’re faking an illness, it’ll certainly torment you to pieces. That’s not my fault; I said that you had no lung problem, but you insisted you do."

More people cautiously stepped back.

Everyone knew that she was doing this on purpose.

The old man, in too much pain, collapsed onto the ground.

"I don’t have lung disease. I don’t have lung disease. Please help me. You must hurry and stop this pain, or it’ll kill me soon."

The old man pleaded.

"Old man, are you sure you don’t have lung disease? If I give you the remedy and you suddenly claim to have lung disease again, don’t blame me if the pain returns, as the antidote won’t work then."

Jiang Xiaoxiao double-checked.

The old man’s voice was weak from the agony.

"I swear I don’t have lung disease, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with my lungs. The truth is, I came here specifically to scam you, having heard your advertisement claims a tenfold compensation for false products. Now that I’ve confessed my intentions, can I have the antidote?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao fed the old man another pill.

"Three, two, one!"

"Alright, old man, you can get up now. The pain is gone."

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at Hao Zhigang, who, along with his brother Hao Zhiqiang, hurried over to assist the old man up.

They brushed the dirt off the old man’s clothes.

The old man appeared as if he had just exited a shower, soaked all over.

Yet his complexion had considerably improved compared to before, and he wasn’t making any more whimpering sounds.

The old man glared at Jiang Xiaoxiao, knowing he had exposed his true intentions to everyone.

Since he had been the one to confess, there was nothing he could do now but leave angrily and retrieve his 2,000 yuan from the table.

He turned and walked away.

The others exchanged glances, knowing their own schemes had been thwarted.

Realizing the doctor before them wasn’t a pushover and had plenty of tactics ready, fearing their own exposure.

Not eager to suffer the same fate.

Without conviction to endure the ordeal.

No longer wanting to bring chaos to themselves.

The once enthusiastic crowd dispersed as if scattered by birds.

Leaving only a few people behind.