I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

"You, you are abusing the patient!"

The young man from before looked at Jiang Yuan angrily.

The middle-aged man, who could no longer pretend, started rolling on the ground.

"Someone's being beaten! Come and see! It's the boss of Zuijiangyue! He's defying the law and acting lawless!"

"That's right! You're clearly assaulting someone! We're going to report you to the police! You'll have to go to jail, you profiteer!"

But this time, except for a few patients' families and a small number of people, most of the onlookers chose to keep their mouths shut.

They are not fools, they have already seen some clues.

"Oh? How did I abuse the patient?" Jiang Yuan looked at the young man with interest.

"Humph! You had my father beaten, and everyone saw it. Do you still want to deny it?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand calmly: "Wait a minute, do you remember what you said before?"

"You said that no matter what the doctor did, your father remained unconscious, wasn't that right?"

"Yes! That's what the kid said!"

"Yes, we are all listening."

Before the young man could speak, the audience on the side started to make noises.

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, that's right. It's because I ate the food from your black shop!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Jiang Yuan put on a surprised look and waved his hand at the crowd watching the excitement.

"This is really strange. There were so many people who came to eat and drink here yesterday, including quite a few who live in our hotel. How come they are all fine, but your father is unconscious?"

"You! You are making excuses. There are so many people here, how could they all be in trouble?" the young man argued.

Jiang Yuan sneered and continued, "In my opinion, it's because your father is in poor health and you are not blessed enough to afford a good bar."

"But even so, I've already put aside past grudges and cured your father. How dare you still criticize me?"

"The doctor couldn't cure me, but I did. Not only did you refuse to pay me, but you also blamed me. This shows that you are a heartless person with no conscience. You are a real beast!"

"Your father is in a coma and you don't think of taking him to see more doctors. This is unfilial!"

"Instead, you brought your father here to cause trouble, hoping to extort money from me. This is so unkind and unjust!"

Jiang Yuan's verbal output made the young man dizzy. He shook his body a few times and pointed at Jiang Yuan.

"you you!"

"What do you mean by 'you'? How dare you, such an unfilial, unkind, and conscienceless person, continue to stand here and embarrass yourself! If I were you, I would have already rammed my head against a wall and died. Living is a waste of air, and dying is a waste of land. Living with a scumbag and a beast like you is simply a misfortune for all of us!"

Wang Kun stared at Jiang Yuan with admiration.

Awesome! You're worthy of being the number one troll in Taiping County!

As soon as Jiang Yuan finished speaking, the young man lowered his head and led the middle-aged man away in a dejected manner.

"Damn it! Now you want to run away, Zhao Kai, catch me, do you really think I'm someone you can mess with whenever you want?"

Without saying a word, Zhao Kai picked up the two of them and brought them back like chicks.

"Master...sir, what should we do?" Zhao Kai stopped saying the word "sir". Jiang Yuan had already told him that it was better not to reveal his identity in front of outsiders.

"Tie him up first, and let me take a look at the other patients." Jiang Yuan sneered and walked towards the second patient.

"Tell me, what's the problem?" Jiang Yuan looked down at the man squatting on the ground.

The man covered his stomach and looked at Jiang Yuan with a pale face.

"Diarrhea."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a group of people took the opportunity to speak.

"I have diarrhea, you can't hit me again, right?"

"That's right, if he hits someone, he's definitely a black-hearted businessman!"

"That's right! Don't do it!"

Jiang Yuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at the people who spoke with a bit of sarcasm.

Feng Kelai is the one who asked for help, right?

"Haha, don't worry, everyone. I told you I'm a miracle doctor. I like to treat patients based on their symptoms. The unconscious patient just now needed external stimulation, but this one doesn't."

After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he waved without turning back.

"Young master, I'm here." Wang Kun walked over with a large wooden barrel and funnel in his hands.

"Well, regarding your illness, I have already thought of a prescription. Prepare to take the medicine."

"Wang Gang, help this patient drink his medicine!"

Without saying a word, Wang Gang walked over, grabbed the man's neck and forced him to open his mouth. Wang Kun immediately stuffed the funnel in, picked up a ladle, scooped a spoonful of water from the wooden barrel and poured it down.

"Ahhh! Gurgle gurgle gurgle..."

The man struggled with a painful expression, but in Wang Gang's hands, there was no room for resistance.

"Haha, don't be surprised, everyone. As the old saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter. Everyone understands that, right?" Jiang Yuan looked at everyone seriously.

Some people in the crowd actually nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I had the same expression when I took medicine a while ago." (There are no Western doctors in Daduan, and most pharmacies sell Chinese medicine.)

"Yes, especially the last dregs, which were extremely bitter. My brother held my nose and forced me to drink it."

When the funnel full of unknown light yellow liquid was poured into the man's mouth, Jiang Yuan said with a smile: "My dear, how are you? Are you still having diarrhea?"

Just as the man was about to speak, Wang Kun pretended to pour another spoonful of liquid in.

"No more! No more! I'm fine, fine!"

"How can that be? In my opinion, you need three more spoonfuls." Jiang Yuan said slowly.

The man immediately struggled violently, shouting non-stop.

"No! No! Three more spoonfuls and I'll die! Three more spoonfuls and I'll die!"

Jiang Yuan shook his head with regret, "No, I'm a doctor. If I say three more spoonfuls, then you have to give me three more spoonfuls. Otherwise, who will be responsible if it doesn't heal?"

"Wang Kun, give him three more spoonfuls!"

"I don't want it! What kind of doctor are you? What's in this bucket of yours..."

The man had just said half of his words when the considerate Wang Gang pinched his throat and he could no longer make any sound.

Wang Kun held a spoonful full of liquid and looked at the man with a lewd smile.

"Young man, this is the product of thousands of customers in the store yesterday, and there are many fine wines among them. It's really a bargain for you."

Jiang Yuan no longer paid attention to the man and turned his gaze to the remaining two people.

"Come, tell me, my doctor, what is wrong with you?"

After these words were spoken, the remaining two people swallowed their saliva.

The fate of the first two is right here.

"I, we're fine..."

"Yes, yes, I'm fine too, I'm fine." The two spoke quickly.

Jiang Yuan nodded with a smile: "Okay, right?"

"Yes, it's okay. We are fine now and don't need your treatment." The two spoke again.

Jiang Yuan suddenly revealed a look of regret, clutching his chest and saying, "Everyone, look, these two are so sick they're starting to talk nonsense."

"Just now he kept saying he was dying, but now he's saying he's not sick. In my opinion, he's on the verge of being terminally ill."

"Increase the dosage! We must increase the dosage!"