Doctor Shen, Please Stay.

After his father died, Shen Banxia guarded the dilapidated clinic in the south of the city alone. Neighbors advised her to close the business. The demolition team blocked the door three times. The uncle came to "borrow" acupuncture techniques and said she was not worthy. The Health Bureau came to check her qualifications and said she was practicing medicine without a license. She carried it all. Because she has thirteen needles in her hand. The kind that can save lives. The first big shot to come to our door was Lu Xingzhou from the Lu Group. He was in a wheelchair and had been drugged for three years. After taking her pulse, she only said one sentence: "You are not sick. Someone wants your life." Lu Xingzhou asked her what she wanted. She glanced at the demolition fence being built outside the window and said four words: "Help me save it." Later the clinic was saved. Her troubles were even greater. The Chinese Medicine Association said her acupuncture methods were not certified. The medicine dealer said she was blocking the way to make money. People from the four major families said that she broke the rules of inheritance. They jointly signed a letter to close her clinic, revoke her license, and permanently cancel "Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate" from the list of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. On the day of the hearing, forty-seven people from the traditional Chinese medicine community in Beijing came. There were leaders from the Food and Drug Administration, representatives from the four major families, and reporters carrying cameras. Everyone thought Shen Banxia would bow his head. She stood up and arranged the thirteen silver needles on the table one by one. Then she said something that silenced the entire venue for ten seconds. "You can take away my license. But don't touch any of the thirteen needles." This is the story of a woman and a set of stitches. It's also the story of one person versus an entire industry.