chapter 35 Incontinence in the street

"Ashburn, you have no license to prescribe medicines, right? You never learned it before! I have watched you grow up and don't want to see you go astray!" An older neighbour said. Another middle-aged man with a strong sense of justice said," Young man, don’t take the wrong path, selling fake medicine will kill people!" Everyone was discussing. Grover was very triumphant. "It seems that the eyes of the masses are sharp, and you will not deceive them!" Grover looked at Ashburn teasingly and sneered, "I know you don't have money to treat your mother, but the money must not be dirty, right? You're deceiving people. Don’t tell me that your mother can be cured with dirty money, even if she is cured, she will be punished!" "My mother's illness has been cured." "What? Can late-stage liver cancer be cured? Haha, you couldn't have cured it, right?" Grover couldn't hide his mocking laughter. Their relationship had been severed. Ashburn originally didn't want to do anything to Grover, so he treated him as a stranger. They have never interacted with each other since then. But Grover just came to provoke him again. This was to smash his stall! Ashburn narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fell on Grover's arrogant face, and said, "Grover, you said I don't know how to treat illnesses? How about I prove it to you?" "Oh, I'm in very good health, I'm not sick, and don’t want to cheat me out of a cent!" "No, you are sick." "You are the one who is sick!" "Constipation is also a disease!" Ashburn’s lips curled up with a hint of coldness, and he glanced at Grover, "You haven't been to the toilet for at least a week, right?" "You...how do you know?" Grover said subconsciously after being shocked. But he quickly sneered, "So what? Can you cure my constipation?" "Sure." "Oh, you malicious shit. You can deceive others with your fake medicines. Dare you try to deceive me!" "I don't need you to take medicine. As long as you let me take three times of acupuncture, I promise to cure your constipation." Grover's mind was racing. This was a great opportunity to smash Ashburn's stall. He had not dealt with Ashburn's father since he was a child. Because Ashburn's father was the eldest son and was more valued by the family, he began to feel resentful. Now that Ashburn's father was gone, he naturally wanted to vent his resentment on Ashburn. So, Grover couldn't wait to see Ashburn comedown. Three times of acupuncture, just gave him a try. It couldn’t kill anyone, let alone Ashburn didn’t dare to kill him in full view of the public. "Okay, I'll let you do it!" Grover was extremely arrogant, "If you can cure my constipation, I will take your last name!" After thinking about it, he originally had the same surname as Ashburn, so he changed his words, "If my constipation is cured, I will pay. If you don't, hey, on behalf of the general public, I forbid you from setting up stalls forever! I'm telling you, don't be tricky. After three times of acupuncture, how many hours should I wait before I can defecate? I don't have time to play with you." "Okay, it's up to you. Give it three times of acupuncture and you'll see immediate results!" All of a sudden, Ashburn ran into the house, found a mask, put it on, and came out. Grover was confused, "Why are you wearing a mask?" "You'll find out later." Ashburn sneered in his heart and asked Grover to take off his shirt. Although there were countless mysterious theories about acupuncture in his mind, he still couldn't apply acupuncture with his clothes on. This was why Ashburn needed to continue practicing acupuncture. Grover took off his shirt as instructed, revealing his fat upper body, "Don't play tricks, so many people are watching." He didn't believe that Ashburn knew the skill of acupuncture, but if this kid was deliberately retaliating, he had to guard against it. Taking out the needle bag, Ashburn took out a filiform needle and applied it to the symmetrical Tianshu acupoint on the lower abdomen. To coordinate Yin and Yang, acupuncture had to be applied on both sides, but Ashburn only chose the left Tianshu acupoint. Tianshu points were unique acupoints, which could cure constipation and diarrhea. It mainly depended on the depth and strength of the doctor's acupuncture. Ashburn inserted the needle to a depth of 6.5 cm. If it were not blocked by a layer of fat, the needle would probably have penetrated the large intestine. Grover hissed and took a breath of cold air. Because it too hurt, he felt more and more that this shit didn't know anything about acupuncture. He began to regret not to lift his stall just now. Now he was acting like an idiot, even letting Ashburn prickle him so easily. Even if Ashburn couldn't reach the right acupuncture acupoint, it still hurt! "Why are you standing still? There are still two more times!" Ashburn calmly grabbed Grover's right arm and prickled a needle into the Zhigou acupoint on the back of the forearm, which belongs to the triple-warmer channel of hand-shaoyang, also known as the Fire acupoint, prickling which had the effect of purging fire. Then another time was pricked into the Quchi acupoint on the hand yang brightness large intestine channel at the elbow. After the three injections were completed, Grover laughed loudly, "Ashburn, have you thought out some new excuses? After three injections, I am still constipated! Ha-ha!" He smiled as if he was proud of being constipated. "Don't be anxious, Grover." Ashburn’s eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he stretched out his finger and flicked the tail of the needle stuck in Tianshu acupoint. "Damn, stop being so mysterious. I have to destroy your stall today..." Before he finished speaking, Grover felt something was wrong. He looked down at the filiform needle on Tianshu acupoint, which was trembling constantly. At the same time, his large intestine seemed to be moving at a common frequency. Ashburn quickly took off the three needles, took a step away, and covered the mask again tightly. "Oh, I feel..." Grover suddenly covered his abdomen, "Where is the toilet here?" Everyone, "..." "I can't hold it back!" Grover pushed aside the crowd and rushed to the street to find a toilet. Suddenly, poof, a foul smell came. The crowd dispersed and looked at Grover with disgust. Then, poo-poo! The stench was stronger. Grover had already tightened his sphincter, but the urge to shit was pouring out, and he couldn't hold it in at all! He deliberately attracted a group of people just now just to make Ashburn look embarrassed in public, but now these people were watching his incontinence in the street. A week's deposition of the shit would be as smelly as you want it to be. No one dared to pass him in the whole street. Grover was so ashamed that he wanted to open a crack in the ground and crawl in. He didn't even take on his shirt and ran away shirtless. "Hey, you haven't paid me yet!" Ashburn shouted. Everyone was talking about it, and then gradually gathered around him, exclaiming that his skills were amazing. Although Grover had come to cause trouble just now, it had the opposite effect. He allowed everyone to see Ashburn's medical skills with their own eyes, which saved Ashburn from publicizing. The number of patients gradually increased. Ashburn saw more than a dozen patients in a short time, and all the medicinal materials he got from Norton were used up. When he was about to close the stall, he inadvertently raised his eyes and saw a strong Qi of resentment among the crowd. Resentment with Yin's trait shrouded the head of a tough man and was lingering. The sturdy man was followed by a young man in his early twenties. Judging from the style he walked, he looked extremely arrogant and domineering. When passers-by saw them, they started to retreat. "Wait, both of you." In line with the principle of saving lives, Ashburn chased after them. The sturdy man turned around, his eyes shining, "Is something wrong?"