Juheng Acupuncture Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Juheng Acupuncture Clinic and noticed something strange: the lights were on, but no cars were in the parking lot. ‘Who could be there so late?’ he wondered aloud. Curious, he walked inside and found an old man sitting cross-legged on the floor, eyes closed, needles sticking out of his back. The man opened one eye and said calmly, 'Just finishing my evening meditation.' The delivery driver sighed and shook his head, muttering, 'Next time I'll just leave it outside!'

2. One morning, a regular patient arrived early for treatment and overheard an unusual conversation between two acupuncturists. "Did you see that new sign on the street?" asked one. The other replied, 'No, what does it say?' With a straight face, the first answered, 'It says “Acupuncture Cures All”.' The second acupuncturist shook his head with a smile. ‘You know,’ he said, ‘I’ve been here ten years now, and I haven’t seen anyone come in complaining of bad luck.’ Just then, their colleague from across the room called out, ‘Hey, did you hear? The guy who delivers our lunch always walks in with the worst luck!’

3. Last week, a curious neighbor passing by Juheng Acupuncture Clinic heard strange sounds coming from inside. Was it really someone practicing ancient Chinese medicine—or something more unusual? Curious, she peered through the window and saw only an acupuncturist gently tapping on his desk with a needle, humming a tune. Turns out he was just composing music for his next album—‘Healing Tones of Qi.’ The neighbor shook her head and smiled, thinking maybe everyone’s idea of ‘strange’ is simply different.

4. Last night, a young student studying late stumbled upon Juheng Acupuncture Clinic open late. Inside, he heard soft music and gentle humming, but no patients or staff were visible. Curious, he approached the counter where an old clock ticked softly. A voice whispered from behind the curtain: 'Next patient in five minutes.' Startled, he looked around but saw only empty shelves and dusty diplomas. Just as he was leaving, a delivery driver knocked on the door, asking for acupuncture needles. The clinic was indeed open—just not quite how anyone expected!'