My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Of course, two teenagers running a free clinic are not without their critics, especially for Qin Liuxi, it’s acceptable due to her extraordinary talent even at her young age.
But Teng Zhao is clearly just a child. How can he diagnose by taking the pulse? Are they treating people’s lives as a joke?
Just like right now.
Faced with a ruffian’s doubts and surrounded by murmurs, Qin Liuxi folded her arms and said, "We, mentor and apprentice, run this free clinic without taking a dime, solely to do good deeds. My apprentice is young and needs to learn how to diagnose by taking the pulse. What’s wrong with that? Which doctor hasn’t started learning from a young age? I’ve made it clear from the start – those willing can come for consultation, and those not willing can leave. So, if you want to stay, stay; if not, leave. People will come seeking my help!"
"Hey, you’re quite arrogant, kid." The ruffian rolled up his sleeves and said menacingly, "Believe it or not, Mr. Bai won’t let you leave this temple."
Qin Liuxi sneered, "Whether I can leave this temple is not for you to worry about. But whether you can survive this year is indeed questionable."
Bai Hunhun’s face changed, pounding the table with his fists, his eyes bulging, "You little bastard, what did you say? Say it again if you dare!"
"I said you’re doomed! Your complexion is waxy yellow, with redness in your eyes and a yellow tint; your eye sockets are darkened. Recently, your vision must have been blurry, correct? Your breath smells as if you’ve swallowed feces, your gums are swollen and bleeding, and your nose occasionally bleeds too, right?"
"You’re talking nonsense..." Bai Hunhun had just started to respond when his nostrils began bleeding, shocking him.
Everyone around gasped.
Bai Hunhun covered his nose, his gaze towards Qin Liuxi changing.
"Apprentice, tell what’s his problem," Qin Liuxi stared coldly at Bai Hunhun.
Teng Zhao, who had been observing since Qin Liuxi started speaking, said, "Master, could it be a liver problem?"
"Indeed, it’s the liver." Qin Liuxi stared at Bai Hunhun and said, "Press on your liver area; does it hurt? You must be drinking all three meals a day, reveling among flowers, turning your days and nights upside down. You also suffer from abdominal pain, diarrhea, fatigue, and loss of taste, right?"
Bai Hunhun was trembling because everything she said was spot on; he had thought he was just having too much fun.
"I, I..." Bai Hunhun’s lips quivered, and he suddenly fell to his knees, extending his hand, "Doctor, could you take my pulse? Is my condition serious?"
Qin Liuxi shook her head, "Your condition is severe. The illness has reached your liver, and it’s beyond help now. Go home, eat and drink as usual, don’t waste Silver on medicine. Be nicer to your wife and children, at least let them willingly take care of your rituals!"
Pah, a violent man who abuses his wife and children and carries his karma to the grave. Since his illness is serious, it’s better he passes sooner for liberation!
The crowd watching this scene all gasped in shock.
This means the ruffian is beyond help.
Bai Hunhun was momentarily stunned, then jumped up, "You’re talking nonsense, you’re just a quack, incompetent, spouting nonsense here."
"I’ve seen many like you who refuse to face reality," Qin Liuxi said calmly, "You’ve made your own karma, and in the end, it comes back to you."
Bai Hunhun’s pupils shrank, and his fists clenched.
Qin Liuxi faced him unflinchingly.
"Mr. thinks there’s no doctor who can cure me, you just wait until I come back to smash your stall," Bai Hunhun didn’t do anything, just left these words.
He walked a few steps, Qin Liuxi said, "There will definitely be doctors who claim they can cure you, but they will just be scamming your Silver. You have a malignant mole on your nose bridge, your eyebrows are disordered, signs of financial loss soon. Better save some money for your children’s mother to raise them."
Bai Hunhun stumbled in his steps, turned his head, and glared fiercely at Qin Liuxi before walking away quickly.
Qin Liuxi withdrew her gaze, "Next, who’s coming?"
"Me, me, doctor, it’s my turn." Someone rushed forward immediately and said, "Doctor, quickly tell me, what’s my condition?"
Qin Liuxi glanced at him, "Your problem is eating too much, causing cold accumulation and constipation. Go home and take some croton, next."
The man’s face turned red, and he ran off covering his face with his sleeve, causing those watching to burst out laughing.
"Young master, this Daoist doctor is too harsh with her words and has a big temper, let’s not go annoy her," in the crowd, a servant said to a man standing beside him.
The man replied, "Those with real skills are the ones with tempers, what’s scary is having a temper without any skills. Let’s go, let’s get in line."