"What's going on? Didn't they say Shen Yimin was kidnapped by human traffickers?"
"Did Li Yue Shu really poison him? This child looks about the same age as Shen Yimin, how could she do it!"
"If Shen Yimin was really abducted by this family, then poisoning them is what they deserve!"
...
Facing the villagers' discussions, Li Yue Shu simply smiled indifferently, "Since Madam Zhang says he's poisoned, hurry and find a doctor who can detoxify. I can only treat illnesses, not cure poison."
As she spoke, she glanced at Zhang Yang, who was breathing more than inhaling, "You'd better be quick. If you're too late, he might not make it."
"You..."
"Shut up!"
Madam Zhang was about to say something more, but was reprimanded by the elder Mr. Zhang beside her.
He plastered a smile on his face and looked at Li Yue Shu, "Madam, please don't mind. My wife is just frantic and speaking out of turn. Please don't hold it against her."
He tugged at his fake smile, "My son is ill. I heard Madam has superb medical skills and brought my son here specifically to ask Madam for treatment."
"Someone even Chen Daifu praises must be able to disregard the playfulness between two children and cure my son."
Li Yue Shu was not foolish and naturally understood that his latter words were pressuring her.
If she couldn't cure him, it would mean she intentionally let him die because of the children's play.
Li Yue Shu ignored the trap he had set for her in his words and walked around Zhang Yang, pretending to examine him.
Then, she nodded with great seriousness, "He is indeed gravely ill. If not treated promptly, he may be in mortal danger."
Upon hearing this, Madam Zhang's stopped tears began to flow again, "Save him, please save him quickly!"
Li Yue Shu cast a cool glance at her, "At such a young age, he ordered someone to kidnap my son, nearly causing my A Min to be beaten to death by human traffickers. Why should I save him?"
Madam Zhang's expression stiffened, and she was about to erupt again, but Mr. Zhang quickly held her back.
"Madam, my son was just joking..."
"Then I'll play a joke on you too." Li Yue Shu interrupted him, "Your son is just sleeping. Carry him back directly!"
Mr. Zhang's expression also froze. He finally realized that this woman was not easily fooled.
He put on a serious face, "What does Madam want before she will save my son?"
Hearing this, Li Yue Shu raised an eyebrow and said, "Two conditions. First, a consultation fee of three hundred taels of silver, not a penny less. Second, after Zhang Yang wakes up, he must kneel in front of everyone and apologize to my A Min!"
"What?! You're dreaming!"
"Three hundred taels! Is Li Yue Shu desperate for money? I've never heard such a large sum in my life!"
"Although the Zhang family is wealthy in town, three hundred taels is enough to drain their coffers!"
...
The crowd instantly exploded. Madam Zhang, ignoring Mr. Zhang's restraint, began to curse loudly.
Li Yue Shu remained calm throughout, "You two can take your time to consider. I can wait, but I don't know if your young master can."
As soon as she said this, even Mr. Zhang, who was usually patient, changed his expression.
He glared fiercely at Li Yue Shu, gritting his teeth, "Fine, I promise you! But three hundred taels is not a small sum. You have to give me time to prepare, right?"
Li Yue Shu was not foolish, "It's fine. Mr. Zhang can prepare slowly. I will save him when you are ready."
At this point, Mr. Zhang's expression could only be described as grim. His eyes seemed to want to devour Li Yue Shu.
He gritted his teeth and immediately ordered someone to remove the carriage from the cart, then rode back to town to get the money.
Everyone watched the departing horse in a daze, completely taken aback that Mr. Zhang would actually agree to pay three hundred taels.
Mr. Zhang had no time to care about others' thoughts. He looked at Li Yue Shu with a cold expression, "It will take time to get the money. Can Madam save him first?"
Li Yue Shu's lips curved, "Of course!"
Then, she looked at Chen Daifu, who was watching the show, "Chen Daifu, may I borrow your silver needles?"
Chen Daifu nodded and quickly took out silver needles from his medicine box.
Thus, under the eyes of everyone, Li Yue Shu undressed Zhang Yang and inserted needles into him one by one.
After not even two needles, Zhang Yang, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, "Ah—it hurts so much!"
He instinctively tried to struggle, but Li Yue Shu held him down.
She looked at the bewildered guards beside her, "Quickly restrain your young master! Interrupting the treatment at this time can at best worsen his condition, and at worst lead to death."
Hearing this, the guards dared not delay and immediately stepped forward to hold down the struggling Zhang Yang.
And so, with every needle Li Yue Shu inserted, Zhang Yang's screams echoed.
Li Yue Shu found it too noisy and directly tore off a piece of his clothes to stuff into his mouth.
Not only that, but she also called Shen Ting Yi over and explained the acupoints to her as she inserted the needles.
Mr. Zhang's face was so contorted it looked like it would deform, "Don't push it too far!"
Li Yue Shu looked up indifferently and handed the silver needle in her hand over, "Then you do it?"
"I..."
Mr. Zhang's breath was caught in his throat, his face turning purple. He was so stunned he couldn't speak.
In this manner, more than half of the village watched this bizarre scene.
At this moment, everyone inexplicably felt that Li Yue Shu's image was somewhat eerie.
Only Chen Daifu stood in the corner, watching the scene with an indescribable expression.
He could tell that Li Yue Shu's needling technique was steady and skilled, with each needle precisely landing on the acupoint, and thought she knew some profound acupuncture method. He watched intently.
However, after a while, he noticed something was wrong.
Several of the places Li Yue Shu chose for the needles were among the most painful acupoints on the human body, and combined with her technique, they doubled the pain.
Chen Daifu looked at Zhang Yang, who fainted from pain several times and was then awakened by the pain, feeling some sympathy, but he did not intervene.
He had understood the general situation earlier. This young master Zhang had sold his classmate to human traffickers, and as a mother, she naturally wouldn't let it go.
Being so vicious at such a young age deserved a lesson!
Thus, the only one who knew what was happening played dumb. Zhang Yang endured half an hour of torment before hearing the sound of hooves approaching from a distance.
"They're here, they're here! The consultation fee is here!"
Madam Zhang's heart felt as if it were being gouged out upon hearing her son's screams. She rushed to snatch the bulging money bag and handed it to Li Yue Shu.
The latter took the money bag and casually stuck another needle into Zhang Yang, which made Madam Zhang's heart pound.
Li Yue Shu counted and, after confirming it was three hundred taels, threw it into her space under the guise of her sleeve.
"A'yi, withdraw the needles!"
Shen Ting Yi was stunned, "Me?"
Li Yue Shu smiled gently, "Don't miss such a good opportunity to practice. Your elder brother is watching inside!"
Hearing this, Shen Ting Yi seemed to understand something suddenly and immediately rolled up her sleeves to begin pulling out the needles.
Zhang Yang, who had finally quieted down, began to emit silent screams in a new wave of intense pain.
Before long, the needles were all removed.
Under everyone's gaze, Li Yue Shu reached into her怀.
Before everyone could react, Li Yue Shu popped two white pills into Zhang Yang's mouth.
"What did you give my son!"