"No!" This time, before Shen Man could even refuse, Marquis Qingyang and Chu Zhiyi answered in unison.

"Why?" Cui Jinrong retorted, unconvinced.

Chu Zhiyi's opposition was expected, but the Marquis of Qingyang's immediate and unquestioning refusal puzzled him. Could it be that in his eyes, his future son-in-law was less important than an insignificant person?

Shen Man said coldly, "You're not sick at all, there's no need for you to see me."

Cui Jinrong persisted, "Dr. Ding, please, for the sake of the Marquis, take another look at me. Otherwise, what if my condition worsens on my way back?"

Upon hearing Cui Jinrong's words, Chu Zhiyi suddenly thought of a good way to punish him, so he said to Shen Man, "Man'er, since Young Master Cui is convinced that he is ill, let him take another look. I've heard that acupuncture is the most effective..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Man's heart stirred, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly as she replied, "Your Highness is absolutely right. Since Young Master Cui is so persistent, then I will examine you again."

Cui Jinrong was secretly delighted, thinking that Shen Man and the others had changed their minds and obediently taken the bait. He hurriedly reached out his hand, not forgetting to pretend to be extremely weak, humming and moaning.

Shen Man took out a silver needle from her medical kit, examined Cui Jinrong's hand for a moment, and then quickly dropped the needle, piercing the acupoint on Cui Jinrong's finger joint.

Cui Jinrong felt a sharp pain and instinctively tried to pull his hand back, but Shen Man held it down tightly.

"Young Master Cui, please don't move around. This acupuncture technique is exquisite; if you move around, all your efforts will be wasted," Shen Man said, suppressing a laugh.

Chu Zhiyi stood with his hands behind his back, watching Cui Jinrong's pained expression. A hint of pleasure flashed in his eyes, but he said, "Doctor Ding, please be careful when administering the acupuncture. Don't delay the treatment of Young Master Cui."

Marquis Qingyang stood aside, his brows furrowed slightly. Although he sensed something strange about the matter, he remained silent as Chu Zhiyi did not intervene.

Shen Man showed no mercy, inserting needle after needle. Cui Jinrong was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat, but he still forced a smile on his face: "Dr. Ding, how can this needling technique be so... oh... so peculiar? Has my condition been relieved?"

Shen Man snorted coldly: "Young Master Cui, please bear with it. This is only the beginning. Your condition is extremely rare, so we will have to use some special methods."

As he spoke, another needle was suddenly inserted, causing Cui Jinrong to almost cry out in pain.

The atmosphere inside the tent was eerie. Cui Jinrong was filled with regret. If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have come up with the terrible idea of ​​feigning illness. Now he was in a bind and could only hope that this suffering would end soon.

Shuqin watched from the side, her heart pounding with anxiety, fearing that her young master might suffer some serious injury from the stab.

After Shen Man finally finished administering the acupuncture, Cui Jinrong's hands were riddled with holes. He tremblingly withdrew his hands, still trying to squeeze out a few tears: "Dr. Ding, is there any hope for my illness now?"

Shen Man put away the silver needles and clapped her hands: "Young Master Cui, after these few needles, your illness is no longer a big problem. You just need to go back and rest well. Don't torture yourself like this in the future. Pretending to be sick is not a good habit."

Cui Jinrong's face turned pale and then red. Knowing that he would not get away with it today, he dared not say anything more. He could only glare at Shen Man with resentment and cup his hands to Marquis Qingyang and Chu Zhiyi: "In that case, I shall take my leave."

After Cui Jinrong and his servant slunk away from the tent, Marquis Qingyang finally asked, "Doctor Ding, is Cui Jinrong actually ill or not?"

"What do you think, my lord?"

Marquis Qingyang wanted to ask why he would stab someone if they weren't sick, but then he remembered Shen Man's earlier advice to wipe his eyes more often, so he shut up.

Seeing this, Chu Zhiyi patiently explained to him, "My lord, this man was most likely sent by the Duke of Xingguo to investigate the strength of our camp with ulterior motives. Therefore, we taught him a lesson."

Marquis Qingyang felt somewhat embarrassed, realizing he had almost been tricked again, and wisely took his leave: "Your Highness, Doctor Ding, please continue your conversation. I have military affairs to attend to."

After saying that, he quickly walked out of the tent.

Chu Zhiyi watched Qingyang Hou walk away, then turned to Shen Man and said, "Man'er, you must be careful of Cui Jinrong in the future. He is definitely not a good person. His visit today was definitely not just for medical treatment."

Shen Man nodded slightly, "Your Highness, rest assured, I will be careful. However, I feel that this person looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before."

Chu Zhiyi frowned. "You know him? Cui Jinrong is a good-for-nothing playboy in the capital. He has done a lot of bad things by relying on the power of the Duke of Xingguo's mansion. If you have met him, it probably is not a good thing."

Shen Man nodded slightly: "I understand, Your Highness. I also think it's strange that he came to the military camp this time. It seems that it's not just to investigate the truth, but perhaps it's also related to the case of Zhou Yu's murder."

Chu Zhiyi's eyes narrowed: "You mean, Cui Jinrong might be the mastermind behind this?"

Shen Man pondered for a moment and said, "It's not certain yet, but his appearance is too suspicious. Moreover, before you arrived, he deliberately provoked me with his words, and I don't know what his purpose was..."

"Why don't I have someone follow him and see what tricks he's up to!"

"Well, that's best."

However, by the time Chu Zhiyi instructed Zhi Mo to follow Cui Jinrong, the two of them had already disappeared.

After leaving the military camp, Cui Jinrong and his servant did not return directly to the town, but went to a secluded place to meet up with his men.

He looked at the needle marks on his hand, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "This operation has failed. Chu Zhiyi and that Ding Man are both difficult to deal with. We need to plan again and find an opportunity to complete the mission."

Since Chu Zhiyi is temporarily unable to be touched, let's start with Ding Man. Once one of them is eliminated, things will become much easier.

That brat really went all out; she practically turned my hand into a honeycomb!

"Young master, Ding Man is in the military camp. How should we deal with her?"

"I have my own way!" Cui Jinrong said calmly.

When he last came to Qiufeng Town, he not only knew about the clinic where Shen Man worked, but he also visited the village where Shen Man lived. He thought that by starting with the people in the clinic, he could force her to leave the military camp.

Once she's alone, things will be much easier.

Shen Man felt uneasy about Cui Jinrong's appearance. She entrusted Fu Kai to the military doctors, packed her things, and rode her whirlwind home.

Along the way, she kept recalling every detail of her encounter with him, trying to find the source of that sense of familiarity from the depths of her memory.

Suddenly, a figure flashed into her mind, and she immediately realized who he looked like.

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