After being married off by my younger sister, I took care of the sickly prince

He glanced at Jiang Yun, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. Then he turned his head to look at Zhao Kang, who was grinning foolishly, and walked forward to ask softly, "Kang'er, do you want to stay and get treated, or go home with Daddy?"

Zhao Kang looked at Zhao Chengsheng stupidly, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "See a doctor! Dad, I...see a doctor."

Zhao Chengsheng was speechless for a moment. He pursed his lips and continued, "Kang'er, stay here for treatment. The doctor will have to open your head. If your head is opened, you will die!"

Zhao Kang, however, didn't understand what Zhao Chengsheng was saying at all. He just kept repeating stupidly, "See a doctor! Dad! I, see a doctor!"

Zhao Chengsheng completely gave up resisting.

He sighed deeply, looked at Jiang Yun and threatened: "Doctor Jiang, if my son dies at your hands, I will make you pay the price!"

Mrs. Zhao walked up to Zhao Chengsheng and put her arm around him.

With his other hand, he took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and pinched the soft flesh on Zhao Chengsheng's waist.

At the same time, she scolded in a low voice, "Shut up! I wanted to save your face outside, but now you're getting ahead of me! Doctor Jiang is a direct disciple of a famous hermit doctor. How could he possibly kill Kang'er? I think you're afraid that Doctor Jiang will stabilize his mentality and cure our son and daughter, right?"

Zhao Chengsheng begged for mercy in a low voice: "Madam, Madam, I was wrong! Forgive me, I will ask him to take good care of our son and daughter."

"You dare to give me instructions! Are you really going to use your power to intimidate others? Can't you just shut your stinky mouth! From now on, you are not allowed to say a single word without my permission!"

Zhao Chengsheng nodded.

Jiang Yun has always had very good hearing and could hear their whispers clearly.

She felt amused in her heart, but she kept a calm expression on her face. She said to Zhao Chengsheng, "Don't worry, sir. If I really kill your son, you can take my life!"

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhao smiled and said to Jiang Yun, "Doctor Jiang, you're being serious. My husband was just joking. Don't take it to heart."

At the same time, he pinched the soft flesh on Zhao Chengsheng's waist.

Zhao Chengsheng's face flushed with pain, but he kept his lips tight and didn't dare to utter a word.

Jiang Yun suppressed the smile on his face and ordered Qin Rou, "Boss, take the patient Zhao Kang to the operating room!"

'Operating room'?

Everyone present who heard these three words was a little confused.

How come they have never heard of an 'operating room'?

Zhao Chengsheng's eyes were also full of curiosity, but he still remembered Mrs. Zhao's instructions and didn't dare to say a word at this moment.

Seeing that her parents had no objections, Zhao Shu, although a little worried about Zhao Kang's safety, did not dare to say anything. She could only stand aside and pray for a while that Zhao Kang could really be cured by this young doctor.

At this time, someone brought soldiers to the door of Jishiditang.

"Sir! I'm talking about the doctor who's currently seeing patients at Jishidi Hall. He's practicing fake medicine here! Go in and arrest him!"

Those people were the passers-by who had just said they were going to call the soldiers over.

These passers-by were also lucky. Before they even reached the end of the street, they ran into a patrolling guard team, and among the team happened to be people from the Dali Temple.

Coincidentally, the person who came was Gong Xingnan.

Zhao Chengsheng knew him, but Jiang Yun didn't.

As soon as Gong Xingnan entered Jishiditang, he saw Zhao Chengsheng. He asked in surprise, "Uncle Zhao, why are you here?"

Then he saw Zhao Kang and Zhao Shu standing by and suddenly asked, "Are you the ones they said were scammed when they came here to see a doctor?"

Zhao Chengsheng didn't say anything, but turned to look at Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao was worried that Zhao Chengsheng was talking nonsense, so she glared at him, then stepped forward and said, "So it's Nephew Gong. Your uncle Zhao has a sore throat today and is having trouble talking. What do you want to know? Let me answer it."

The Gong family and the Zhao family were separated by only an alley. Others did not know the situation of the Zhao family, but Gong Xingnan knew it very well.

Hearing Aunt Zhao say this, Gong Xingnan knew that Uncle Zhao must have said something wrong, which made Aunt Zhao unhappy, and she punished him by not allowing him to speak again.

Gong Xingnan couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and then coughed a few times to cover up the smile on his face.

"Aunt Zhao, why did you come here to seek medical treatment? And someone reported to me that the doctor in this clinic is practicing fake medicine. Is that true?"

Mrs. Zhao waved her hand and said, "Doctor Jiang is a very good doctor! How can he be a fake doctor?"

Then she took another step forward and said in a low voice, "Your uncle, Lord Gong, recommended this clinic to me."

Upon hearing this, Gong Xingnan was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

How come he didn't know when his uncle met the doctor?

And this shop just opened not long ago.

Seeing him in a daze, Madam Zhao couldn't help but said anxiously, "Alright, Nephew Gong, go and get busy. Don't let such a small matter interfere with your work."

Gong Xingnan twitched his lips.

Aunt Zhao was as straightforward as ever.

Even the words of driving people away were spoken so bluntly...

But more and more people were gathering outside the store to watch the fun. If he really left, and any conflict broke out here again, he would be unable to put out the fire from afar.

So he smiled and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhao. I'll be here to keep watch for you, so that the group of people outside won't make a commotion and disturb Doctor Jiang again. What do you think?"

Mrs. Zhao thought so too, and nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble Nephew Gong."

Gong Xingnan shook his head and said, "It's a small matter, Auntie, don't worry about it."

Mrs. Zhao then looked at Jiang Yun: "Doctor Jiang, it's okay, don't worry, just continue."

Jiang Yun had heard their words a long time ago, so he knew very well that the person who came was Gong Qi's nephew.

Since they are all family, she doesn't care.

Jiang Yun nodded, stood up, and took Zhao Kang to the operating room on the third floor with Qin Rou.

Mrs. Zhao and the others followed behind until they reached the door of the operating room, where Jiang Yun gestured to stop.

"Everyone, stop! Once I've cured Zhao Kang and transferred him to the general ward, you can come visit him on your own."

Although Mrs. Zhao really wanted to go in, since the doctor said so, she had to obey.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Doctor Jiang! Don't worry, Doctor Jiang, the consultation fee is not a problem. Just help Kang'er treat him!"

Jiang Yun nodded and was about to close the door.

Mrs. Zhao reached out again to stop him and said to Jiang Yun sincerely, "Doctor Jiang, I'm the younger sister of the richest man in Jiangnan. My name is Qian Zhen. No matter how much the consultation fee is, I can afford it!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Jiang Yun's eyes, then he nodded and said, "Don't worry, Madam Zhao. Jishidiang will charge whatever it wants and will never raise the price. Just leave your son to me and I will definitely cure him."