Jet Shing Tonj

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Jet Shing Tonj and asked the pharmacist, ‘Do you have any cure for insomnia that works instantly?’ The pharmacist replied, ‘We’ve got something special here.’ The pharmacist smiled mysteriously and reached under the counter, pulling out a small vial. 'Try this,' he said, handing it over. The next morning, everyone in town woke up with an inexplicable urge to sing karaoke—even the delivery driver. Moral of the story? Sometimes the cure for insomnia is just a dose of good fun.

2. A little girl walked into Jet Shing Tonj with her mother, pointing excitedly at something on the shelves. The pharmacist looked puzzled as he followed her finger—and there, amidst the usual bottles and boxes, sat an oversized teddy bear wearing a lab coat. The pharmacist smiled sheepishly and said, ‘I must’ve been here too long—thinking I was in a fairy tale.’ He picked up the bear and added, ‘But don’t worry, it won’t give out any prescriptions!’ A regular customer passing by laughed and remarked, ‘That’s why they call it Jet Shing Tonj—the magic of medicine never ends here.’

3. A neighborhood kid stopped by Jet Shing Tonj one afternoon, asking if they had any special syrups for making homemade soda. The pharmacist smiled and said he’d never seen anyone so determined to mix their own drinks. Finally, a delivery driver walked in, complaining about his sweet tooth. The pharmacist winked and offered him a free sample of his latest concoction—rumored to be so potent it could power a small car. Everyone left with a smile, and from then on, Jet Shing Tonj became known not just for its medicine but also for its legendary sodas.

4. At dawn, when most pharmacies are still quiet, an old man entered Jet Shing Tonj, muttering something about ‘magic pills.’ The clerk raised an eyebrow but smiled, knowing better than to ask questions. The old man shuffled towards the counter, holding a small envelope. He whispered that these were special pills for his granddaughter’s birthday. The clerk nodded knowingly and discreetly rang up a box of candies instead. As the man left, smiling contentedly, the clerk shrugged and said to no one in particular, ‘Another day, another mystery solved.’