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The strong man nodded and replied: "We must cooperate well. As long as you can cure her, I am willing to work for you like a cow or a horse."

Qing He nodded and said to Su Ye beside him:

"Suye, go and prepare Tripterygium wilfordii, Curcuma zedoaria, Peach kernel, Red peony root, Cyperus rotundus, Kelp, Seaweed, Turtle shell, Leech, Prunella vulgaris, Codonopsis pilosula, Astragalus membranaceus, and Atractylodes macrocephala. These herbs should be used to dissolve blood stasis, eliminate symptoms, and strengthen the body."

Su Ye took the order and left. Qing He then said to the woman:

"Madam, your illness has a lot to do with your mood. You should try to keep a good mood in the future and don't let yourself be depressed all the time."

The woman nodded weakly: "Doctor, I understand."

Qing He smiled and said to the strong man, "I prescribed liver-relief and depression-relief medicine for your wife. You can also accompany her for walks, look at flowers and plants, meet and chat with friends more often, which will also help her recovery."

After a while, Su Ye prepared the herbs, and Qing He said to the strong man:

"Brother, you will follow Miss Su to the guest room where the patient is resting. When the maid has prepared the medicine, you will make sure your wife takes it on time.

At noon, I will give my wife acupuncture and other treatments. After you go back, just take the medicine I prescribed according to the course of treatment and take good care of yourself.

In terms of diet, you should eat light food and avoid eating greasy and spicy food. "

The strong man said gratefully: "Thank you, doctor. I will do whatever you say."

After the strong man left, Qinghe continued to see patients.

After a while, a noisy sound was heard.

A maid came in hurriedly and reported: "Princess, something happened outside."

Qing He paused, "What happened?"

The maid replied, "Someone stole someone else's medical number and beat them up."

Qing He stood up suddenly and said to the patient he was seeing, "Wait here for a while. I'll go out and take a look."

A few people walked out of the clinic quickly and saw several servants beating and kicking a servant boy, with a rich young man in gorgeous clothes standing next to him.

The rich young man said arrogantly:

"Hit me hard. I'm asking you for a medical number. It would be fine if you just gave it to me obediently, but you dare not give it to me?

You little untouchable want to snatch the medical number from me, I will let you see the consequences."

The beaten servant curled up on the ground, and the young lady and her maid stood beside him anxiously, shouting:

"Stop fighting. Do you still have any law? How dare you be so rampant under the emperor's feet?"

The rich young man said with disdain:

"The law? My Li family is the law in Beijing. If you want to live well in Beijing, just stay away from me. If you see me in the future, stay away from me.

Light one more stick of incense and I’ll let them go. Drive these master and servants out.”

Qing He frowned and shouted, "Stop! This is a clinic, not a place for you to act wildly."

The rich young man looked at Qinghe with contempt: "Do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that."

Qing He was not afraid: "No matter who you are, you must follow the rules in my clinic. Emergency cases are given priority, and others can see the doctor according to their numbers."

The rich young man became angry and said, "Hmph, a small clinic dares to go against me." Then he signaled his servants to take action.

Seeing this, Qinghe's four disciples stood in front of Qinghe.

Bai Zhi shouted, "Don't mess around. Our master is curing illnesses and saving lives, but you are causing trouble here. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The rich young man didn't care and said, "Retribution, your retribution is to treat my mother well, otherwise, I will smash your clinic."

Su Ye was furious: "Do you know who owns our clinic?"

"I don't care who prescribed it. Even if it's the king of heaven, you have to treat us. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Qing He pushed aside the four people blocking the way and said, "Oh? I want to see why you are so rude."

At this time, the patients around also blamed the rich young man.

The rich young man felt a little guilty, but still said stubbornly: "It's nothing. Either you treat me well today, or don't blame me for smashing your clinic and crippling your hand."

Qing He sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed towards the rich young man like lightning.

She first threw a flying side kick, the speed of which was so fast that it created a gust of wind and directly kicked the chest of the servant in front. The servant flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled on the ground in pain.

When the rich young man saw this, his face changed and he shouted in panic: "Stop her!"

The rest of the servants rushed forward.

Qing He was not in a hurry. He turned flexibly to avoid the frontal attack. At the same time, he thrust his elbow backwards and hit a servant accurately in the abdomen. The servant immediately bent over and vomited.

Then, Qinghe slid forward and punched the servants on both sides like raindrops. Each punch carried great power, making the servants retreat one after another.

A servant tried to attack from behind, but Qinghe seemed to have eyes on his back. He quickly squatted down and tripped the servant with a sweeping kick. Then he took the opportunity to stand up and slashed the other servant's neck with a knife. The servant instantly fell to the ground.

In a blink of an eye, a group of servants were beaten to the ground by Qinghe and had no power to fight back.

The rich young man opened his eyes wide, his face full of horror, and turned around to run.

Qing He rushed forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up like a chicken. The rich young man kicked his feet wildly, still saying stubbornly: "If you dare to touch me, my father will not let you go!"

Qinghe's eyes were cold, and she exerted a little force with her hands, throwing the rich young man against the wall. The rich young man's back hit the wall hard, making him grimace in pain.

Before he could recover, Qing He had already walked up to him, grabbed his wrist, and twisted it slightly, causing the rich young man to scream:

"Just wait for me. I will definitely let my father kill you."

Qinghe's eyes flashed, and before the rich young man could react, Qinghe grabbed his wrist and exerted force on her hand. With a "click", the rich young man's hand joint was dislocated, and his arm hung down limply. He immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

However, Qinghe did not stop there. She added a little more strength in her hands. The rich young man felt the pain coming towards him in waves like a surging tide, as if every nerve was burned by fire.

His face turned as pale as paper, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his body kept shaking, and he kept begging for mercy: "Ah! It hurts so much! Spare my life!"

Everyone around was shocked by the scene and gasped, but after seeing the evil deeds of the rich young man, they felt that he deserved it.

"Ah! It hurts! Auntie, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

Qing He said coldly: "Will you dare to act wild here again in the future?"

The rich young man quickly shook his head: "I dare not, never again."

Qing He sneered:

"Take out the number and return it to the owner."

The rich young man quickly ordered the servant in a trembling voice: "Hurry up and return the number to the owner."

The servant did as he was told. When the rich man saw that the number had been returned, he immediately said:

"Doctor, the number has been returned. I will never dare to do it again. Can you let me go?"

Qing He looked at Su Ye and said, "Su Ye, go and see how the servant is injured."

Su Ye went forward to check and said, "Master, the servant is seriously injured. Two ribs are broken and his body is badly injured. It will probably take three to five months to recover."

Qing He frowned after hearing Su Ye's words, her eyes were full of anger. She looked at the rich young master and said coldly:

"You hurt someone like this, you can't just let it go."

The rich young man looked horrified: "Then...then what do you want?"

Qing He said word by word: "Compensation! You have to pay enough money for his medical treatment."

The rich young man nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I'll pay, I'll pay."

Qing He looked at the servant of the rich young master and said, "Go and get five hundred taels of silver."

When the rich young man heard this, his eyes widened: "Five hundred taels? You are blackmailing me!"

Qing He's eyes became stern:

"Blackmail? You injured someone, broke two ribs, and suffered multiple serious injuries. How many medicinal herbs and supplements will be needed to recover from these injuries?

Five hundred taels is already too little.

If you don't pay, we will go to the government to argue and see whether your Li family's law is more powerful or the court's law is more powerful. "The rich young man hesitated, Qinghe exerted a little force on his hand, and the rich young man screamed in pain again: "I will pay, I will pay!"

The servants hurried back to get the silver. Qing He asked Su Ye to take it and then handed it to the servant's daughter:

"Take this money and use it to treat your servant's injuries."