If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

The next morning, just as the roller shutter door of Renxin Pharmacy was half-closed, a figure slipped inside.

"Boss! Where's that young doctor?"

Mr. Liu was drinking his soy milk when he was startled and almost spat it out. Upon closer inspection, he recognized Chen Xu, the man who had bought rice yesterday.

Chen Xu today is a completely different person from yesterday.

Although his suit was still wrinkled and his tie was askew, his panda eyes had noticeably faded, and his eyes were brighter. He exuded a kind of sleepy confusion and...excitement.

Wang Minyu was squatting in the corner sorting through newly arrived Isatis root when he heard the sound. He slowly stood up and said, "What, here to wreck the shop?"

Chen Xu rushed over and grabbed Wang Minyu's hand with astonishing force: "Amazing! Absolutely amazing! I blacked out after counting to over two thousand yesterday! I slept soundly until the alarm clock rang! I've never heard an alarm clock sound so pleasant!"

Wang Minyu subtly withdrew his hand, wiping it disdainfully on the white coat: "Just stay asleep, don't touch me. Besides, those are my hands, I need them to pick up medicine."

"Sorry, sorry, I got too excited." Chen Xu rubbed his hands together, a somewhat goofy smile on his face. "I originally came to scold you, thinking this method was ridiculous. But it worked wonders. Doctor, what's the principle behind this? It's even more effective than Stilnox?"

"The principle is very simple." Wang Minyu walked behind the counter, took out a bottle of hand sanitizer, and pressed it twice. "Shift your focus. Your insomnia is because you're overthinking and your mind can't stop. Counting meters, this kind of mechanical work, can forcibly occupy your CPU process, leaving you no time to think about anything else. When your brain reaches its fatigue threshold, it will naturally shut down."

Chen Xu listened in a daze, feeling that something was wrong, but also that it made a lot of sense.

"Um... Doctor, do I have to count again tonight?" Chen Xu asked cautiously, clearly still wary of the tedious process.

"No need." Wang Minyu looked at his complexion. The system displayed [Liver fire has subsided, mind is temporarily at peace]. "You've regained your ability to sleep. If you can't sleep tonight, read a couple of pages of 'Advanced Mathematics,' it'll have about the same effect."

Chen Xu's lips twitched slightly.

This doctor has a really sharp tongue.

"Okay! How much is the consultation fee? I'll transfer it to you!" Chen Xu took out his phone.

"No need, it was included in yesterday's rice payment," Wang Minyu waved his hand.

"No way!" Chen Xu was stubborn too. "I, Chen Xu, never take advantage of others. How about this, I see you have some health supplements in your shop, can I buy some?"

Without waiting for Wang Minyu's agreement, he pointed to the most expensive boxes of donkey-hide gelatin, bird's nest, and American ginseng on the shelf: "Wrap these up, this one, and that one! I need them as gifts!"

Mr. Liu watched with wide eyes.

These boxes alone must cost two or three thousand! This isn't buying medicine, this is stocking up!

"Alright! I'll wrap it up for you right away!" Boss Liu moved quickly, afraid that this money-making god would change his mind.

Wang Minyu watched this scene helplessly, a notification sound ringing in his mind:

[Congratulations, host, on completing the mission! Patient's mood: From self-doubt to genuine appreciation. Reward: 800 RMB cash, skill 'Basic Herb Identification'.]

My phone vibrated; the money had arrived in my account.

Wang Minyu's mood improved slightly.

After seeing off the profusely grateful Chen Xu, the shop returned to its usual quiet.

Boss Liu counted his money with a smug look, his eyes filled with affection as he looked at Wang Minyu: "Little Wang, you're truly my lucky star. I'll give you five percent commission! No, six percent!"

"Boss, why don't you deal with that expired rice first?" Wang Minyu bluntly poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

It was almost noon, and there weren't many people in the shop.

Wang Minyu was sitting behind the counter studying the book "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" when a middle-aged man in a gray jacket suddenly entered through the door.

The man was wearing a baseball cap with the brim pulled low, holding a thermos in his hand, and his eyes were darting around. He didn't look like someone buying medicine; he looked more like a spy.

He circled the shelf twice, picked up a box of cold medicine, looked at it, and then put it down.

Finally, he leaned closer to the counter and asked Mr. Liu in a low voice, "Boss, I heard you have a miracle doctor here? He can cure illnesses without medicine?"

Boss Liu gave him a wary look.

These days, there are plenty of cases of entrapment by law enforcement and people from other companies scouting out others' businesses.

"There's no such thing as a miracle doctor, it's just hearsay from the neighbors," Mr. Liu chuckled. "This is a legitimate pharmacy, we sell medicine. What do you want to buy?"

The middle-aged man chuckled, his gaze passing over Boss Liu and landing on Wang Minyu: "Is this the young man? I saw someone online say that there's a young doctor here whose treatment methods... are quite unique."

Wang Minyu closed the book and looked up.

A system panel popped up: [Wu Defa, 48 years old, owner of the "Kangning Pharmacy" on the next street. Narrow-minded, his business has recently declined, and he came to spy on the competition. He suffers from mild essential tremor (hand tremor) and cervical spondylosis.]

Turns out we're in the same industry.

A barely perceptible smile curved at the corners of Wang Minyu's lips.

"It's not particularly special, just treating the symptoms," Wang Minyu said casually. "What, you want to see a doctor too?"

Wu Defa sneered inwardly.

What skills could a little kid possibly have? It's probably just a lucky guess, or some kind of superstitious trick.

He's here today to find fault with this guy. If he can get evidence of this kid practicing medicine illegally or engaging in superstitious activities, he'll report him directly to the Health Commission and ruin this competitor.

"Yes, my neck has been hurting a lot lately, and I can't turn it." Wu Defa pretended to twist his neck, secretly reaching into his pocket to turn on his phone's recording function. "Doctor, can you take a look? Do I need to take some kind of special medicine?"

He emphasized the words "miracle drug," implying that if Wang Minyu dared to prescribe expensive drugs or make his own, it would be a pretext for his actions.

Wang Minyu stood up, walked around the counter, and went to Wu Defa's noodle shop.

"Does your neck hurt? You've been looking down at your phone too much." Wang Minyu said, suddenly reaching out and touching the back of Wu Defa's neck.

Wu Defa instinctively tried to dodge, but Wang Minyu's technique was quick; he lightly flicked the muscles on both sides of Wu Defa's cervical spine with his fingers.

"Ouch!" Wu Defa cried out, the soreness making him involuntarily shrink his neck.

"Don't move." Wang Minyu's voice turned colder. "You not only have cervical spondylosis, but you also have trembling hands, right? I saw your little finger was shaking the whole time when you were taking out the cold medicine."

Wu Defa was startled.

His tremors were a major concern. He had been to a large hospital for a checkup and was diagnosed with essential tremor, which they said had no good treatment options and could only be controlled.

How did this kid figure it out at a glance?

"You... what nonsense are you talking about!" Wu Defa tried to remain calm. "My hand is perfectly steady!"

"Really?" Wang Minyu smiled, then suddenly took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket and placed it on the back of his hand. "Then pick up this coin and if your hand doesn't shake, I'll believe you."

Wu Defa looked at the coin, feeling caught in a dilemma.

He gritted his teeth and reached out to take it.

The moment my fingertips touched the coin, that uncontrollable, subtle tremor began.

The coin dangled on the back of my hand, slipped off, and fell to the ground with a "clink," rolling under the shelf.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Mr. Liu almost burst out laughing, but quickly covered his mouth and pretended to cough.

Wu Defa's face turned a deep purplish-red. He bent down to pick up the coins, but because of his stiff cervical spine, his neck snapped with a "crack" as he bent over. The pain caused him to freeze in place, stuck in a position with his buttocks sticking out, unable to get up.

"Ouch! Ouch, my neck! It's cramping!" Wu Defa cried out in pain.

"See? I told you you were sick, but you wouldn't admit it." Wang Minyu sighed, walked behind him, and said, "Bear with it, I'll reset you."

Before Wu Defa could react, Wang Minyu grabbed his chin and the back of his head with both hands, and with a sudden force, lifted and twisted him upwards.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bones grinding together.

"Ah—!! Murder!" Wu Defa let out a pig-like scream, tears streaming down his face.

But the howling stopped abruptly the next second.

He tentatively moved his neck.

Turn left, turn right.

Does it stop hurting?

The stiff feeling, like being sealed in cement, disappeared, replaced by a long-lost sense of relaxation, and even my mind became much clearer.

"This..." Wu Defa straightened up, looking at Wang Minyu with a look of utter disbelief.

He knew a bit about medicine and knew how difficult this bone-setting technique was.

The force, angle, and timing—a slight miscalculation can paralyze a person.

This kid is a pro!

"Manual repositioning, I'll charge you fifty." Wang Minyu held out his hand. "Also, try to stay up less late and scheme against others. Being petty can easily lead to qi stagnation and blood stasis, which will worsen your hand tremors."

Wu Defa's face instantly turned bright red.

He knew he had been seen through.

He turned off the recorder in his pocket, sheepishly pulled out fifty yuan and slapped it into Wang Minyu's hand, not even picking up the coin that rolled down his cheek, and turned to run away.

"Take care, Mr. Wu!" Mr. Liu called out from behind. "Come visit again sometime!"

Wu Defa stumbled and almost fell flat on his face.

"Xiao Wang, do you know who he is?" Boss Liu's face was all wrinkled from smiling.

"He must be from Corning Pharmacy, right? He smells like cheap mugwort, which is typical of their pharmacy." Wang Minyu stuffed fifty yuan into his pocket. "Trying to scout things out? Doesn't he even know if he's tough enough?"

The more Boss Liu looked at Wang Minyu, the more pleasing he became.

This isn't hiring a doctor to sit in the clinic, it's practically hiring a door god!

"However..." Wang Minyu suddenly frowned, "This kind of trouble will increase in the future. We need to establish some rules."

"What are the rules?"

"Our shop does not accept customers from other businesses unless they double their registration fee."