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"Come on in first!"
Qin Yu and his sister, together, supported Ou Changfeng as they entered the medical hall.
Although he was seething with anger that Zhou Nannan had sent someone to brutally attempt to assassinate his sister, she was, after all, officially the young lady of the Qin Family. Without sufficient evidence, taking action against her would be equivalent to making an enemy of the entire Qin Family.
Of course, that was an outcome Zhou Nannan was happy to see.
Ou Changfeng had already suffered injuries, and with his cultivation falling to the Huajin level, he was certainly no match for the Qin Family.
He could only note this grudge for now and wait for the right opportunity to settle the score slowly with her.
Originally, he hadn’t intended for his sister to return to the Qin Family, and even Qin Wei’er herself had no desire to go back. It was only because Zhou Nannan was feeling guilty and thought she was being smart by striking first.
Well, he would not indulge her, and he was determined to expose her true colors and ensure his sister would live the life she was entitled to, that of a wealthy heiress.
Qin Yu’s thoughts whirled in his mind, and he had already sentenced Zhou Nannan, Qing Yi, and the others to death in his heart.
"Brother, Changfeng was especially brave today. If not for him, I might not have been able to see you again!"
Qin Wei’er chirped, changing her address for Ou Changfeng from "junior disciple" to "Changfeng."
"Ou Changfeng, you’re a real man!"
Qin Yu subconsciously patted Ou Changfeng’s shoulder.
"Hiss... Master, are you planning to repay kindness or take revenge?"
Ou Changfeng grimaced, baring his teeth in a pained smile.
"Ha, you’re a late-stage Pill Holding Realm expert with tough skin and strong recovery ability, you won’t die!"
Qin Yu couldn’t help but laugh. When he first met Ou Changfeng, the man had a stone-faced expression, acting as though he was an expert not to be trifled with. Now, he had even learned to joke around.
"By the way, brother, did we buy this medical hall? Is it ours now?"
Qin Wei’er looked around the medical hall with curiosity and asked.
"Hmm, won it in a bet!"
Qin Yu nodded and said, "From now on, we have a place to stay. We’ll stay in the medical hall for a while. After we find your sister-in-law, we’ll settle accounts with Zhou Nannan."
In his heart, finding Yan Mingyu was the top priority. Zhou Nannan and Qing Yi were in the Capital City, their stronghold, and they wouldn’t run away.
On the other hand, Yan Mingyu’s whereabouts were uncertain. Every day wasted meant an increase in unpredictability.
"Wei’er, go rest in the backyard. I’ll dress Changfeng’s wounds!"
After Qin Yu spoke, he turned to the medicine shelf to gather herbs. The medical hall was doing a brisk business and had a plentiful stock of herbs. Anti-inflammatory, hemostatic, and tissue-regenerating herbs were all readily available and he didn’t need to go elsewhere to purchase them.
"Okay, brother. Changfeng, you were really great today!"
Qin Wei’er nodded, gave Ou Changfeng a thumbs-up, and then headed to the backyard.
"Hehe... finally, a girl has praised me!"
Ou Changfeng grinned widely.
"But, you’d better not harbor any thoughts about her..."
Qin Yu threw a dampener on Ou Changfeng’s spirits, mindful of the complicated relationship between himself and his sister.
"Master, you’re overthinking it. I only have eyes for Wenrou!"
Ou Changfeng said, a bit annoyed.
"Alright, take off your clothes!"
Qin Yu didn’t say much more. After Ou Changfeng removed his clothes, revealing his bloody shoulder, Qin Yu used alcohol to clean the wounds. Then he sprinkled some anti-inflammatory and hemostatic powder before beginning to bandage them.
"Here, take this packet of herbs to the back and brew it; drinking it for three days should basically sort you out!"
Qin Yu wasn’t too worried about Ou Changfeng’s condition. A late-stage Pill Holding Realm martial artist was as tough as a young bull.
"Thank you, Master!"
Ou Changfeng put on his clothes, grabbed the medicine, and headed towards the backyard.
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Qin Yu pulled up a chair and sat down, gently stroking his chin, and came upon a question. Fang Moli sought medical help because of Divine Doctor Su’s reputation. Now that the sign for "Regeneration Hall" had been taken down, Fang Moli, upon learning this, would surely go to Divine Doctor Su’s new clinic rather than coming to his own.
How could he attract her over to his side?
"Divine Doctor Qin...."
Just as Qin Yu was deep in thought, a woman’s voice rang out at the entrance of the clinic.
Bao Yu?
Qin Yu stood up and walked out of the hall to see Bao Yu kneeling at the door of the clinic, calling out while continually kowtowing, "Divine Doctor Qin, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance!"
"What is going on here?"
The clinic was well situated along a busy street, and with Bao Yu kneeling like that, it quickly attracted a large crowd of onlookers.
"Isn’t this Divine Doctor Su’s clinic? Why is she calling him Divine Doctor Qin?"
"Eh, where’s the sign for Regeneration Hall?"
"That’s right, I was scrolling through social media today, and it seems that Divine Doctor Su bet on his medical skills against someone. Guess what, Divine Doctor Su lost, so he took down the sign for Regeneration Hall and went off to start his own place!"
The onlookers murmured among themselves.
"Hmm...."
Qin Yu subtly shifted his gaze; this was a perfect opportunity to make a name for himself.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he strolled leisurely up to the entrance of the clinic.
"Divine Doctor Qin.....Divine Doctor Qin...."
Bao Yu crawled on her knees, tears blurring her vision, her face still bearing injuries—likely from Park Jiaren’s abuse after her return—continuously kowtowing and choking up, "Please, have mercy, administer acupuncture to Miss Park, or she’ll have me killed!"
"You said that my medical skills were no good, didn’t you?"
Qin Yu purposefully spoke in a loud voice.
"No, no... it was my own foul mouth, blind as a bat," Bao Yu humbled herself to the extreme, repeatedly slapping her own face, "Divine Doctor Qin, you are a living immortal, far more skilled than Divine Doctor Su! Your medical skills are the best in Hua Country!"
"Really? This Divine Doctor Qin looks quite young, huh, around forty years old? Is he really better than Divine Doctor Su?"
"Could it be that this woman is a shill he hired, staging the whole scene?"
"That shouldn’t be the case, after all, it’s true that the sign for Regeneration Hall was taken down—Divine Doctor Su wouldn’t be a shill either, he wouldn’t joke with his reputation like that!"
The crowd looked on with skepticism.
"Oh, so you don’t believe in my medical skills? Alright then, for the next three days, my clinic will offer free treatment. Since it won’t cost you anything, even if I were a fraud, you wouldn’t lose out or be fooled!"
What Qin Yu needed to do at that moment was to establish his reputation and draw Fang Moli to him.
"Then take a look at me and see what’s wrong—I have some illness!"
At that moment, a stout woman holding a vegetable basket stepped forward.
"Hehe, you have aquagenic urticaria!"
Qin Yu glanced at her and diagnosed a rather obscure illness.
"Ah...."
The stout woman was stunned, dropping her vegetable basket on the ground, and excitedly grabbed the person beside her, exclaiming, "He is a divine doctor, he is a divine doctor! Divine Doctor Su said the same thing about my condition. Trust me, I’m not a shill!"
"Divine Doctor Qin, you must adhere to a first-come-first-served basis... I was the one who first knelt here. Please, out of consideration that we’re both from Hua Country, help me this once!"
Bao Yu pleaded again, and seeing Qin Yu willing to treat a stranger, she glimpsed a ray of hope. freёwebnoѵel.com
"Here’s what we’ll do, Bao Yu, you go back and tell Park Jiaren. I’ll treat her, but right now I need someone to help me boost my fame. She’s in the entertainment industry, she knows how to do it, just convey my message, and that’s enough!"
Having said this, Qin Yu waved his arm.
Park Jiaren had significant influence; using her to advertise for him couldn’t be more perfect!
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