Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

“Hua… Hua Yu…” Another guard with a poker face ran over excitedly, followed by an old man with a white beard and an air of otherworldly wisdom.

Just as the two were about to step into Zui Shi Xuan, they witnessed the final scene of Lin Ping saving Poker Face.

"Shh..." The old man shook his head, signaling the officials and soldiers not to make a fuss and to wait quietly outside the door.

The officers and soldiers were somewhat anxious, mistakenly believing that the old man was unwilling to treat Poker Face.

Judging from his rank alone, the old man was no lower than Poker Face, and had no obligation to treat him. If he hadn't been shopping nearby and heard some strange things from the officials, he wouldn't have made the long trip.

Just as the officials were scratching their heads and stamping their feet in frustration, the poker-faced man in the hall opened his eyes and even slowly stood up with the help of another official.

"Can a single breath save a life?" The old man stroked his beard and nodded kindly, a glimmer of light appearing in his usually calm eyes.

There was a time when he mistakenly believed that his medical skills had reached the pinnacle, but now he realizes that he was just being narrow-minded.

He really wanted to rush in and ask for advice in person, but he was afraid that such an action would be inconsistent with his status and would also affect Lin Ping's normal life.

"He stood up! He actually stood up!" The audience exclaimed in amazement, all looking at Lin Ping with admiration.

"Pah! Golden needles are worthless, not even as good as a silver needle!" Some quack doctors couldn't help but spit, their eyes filled with contempt as they looked at Kang Ping.

Kang Ping was once incredibly arrogant and disdainful of everyone, belittling countless quack doctors and even suggesting that the Imperial Medical Academy revoke the qualifications of quack doctors to treat patients.

This idea makes some sense. After all, the medical skills of quack doctors vary greatly, and since they are not recognized by formal institutions, medical accidents are very likely to occur.

Only those who passed the medical and engineering examination organized by the Ministry of Rites were qualified to treat patients, which is equivalent to a modern medical license.

However, the imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Academy were all top-notch doctors, and the examination standards were very high. Only a limited number of people could pass the exam, and they all had the title of doctor and wanted to stay in the Imperial Medical Academy to work. This was a sure way to become a civil servant. Who would be willing to go to some remote rural areas to treat ordinary people?

Moreover, China is a vast country, and these few doctors who can pass the exam are really not enough. This inevitably requires the cooperation of some quack doctors, also known as barefoot doctors.

They are the most grassroots doctors, and they have treated the largest number of ordinary people.

You, Kangping, may have some skills, but you can't take away other people's livelihoods. Now that you're down on your luck, no wonder people are spitting on you.

Wang Ba sat on the ground, his face ashen, panting heavily. He mistakenly thought his lifespan was about to end, so he hurriedly sucked on the mouth of a servant, trying to steal the servant's lifespan.

This fellow's ridiculous behavior provoked scornful laughter from the crowd. Exhaling to prolong life is the unique secret technique of Doctor Chen. You, Wang Ba, are nothing but a spoiled brat. How could you possibly learn the essence of it?

Be good to yourself from now on. Eat and drink as you please. Life is short, and you've already cut it short.

"I, Qi Kaizhang, thank you for saving my life, young hero!" The poker-faced man said respectfully to Lin Ping, his tone surprisingly kind, which was incongruous with his face.

Everyone was shocked again, wondering how Qi Kaizhang had guessed that Lin Ping had saved him. Could it be that his soul had left his body and was quietly observing everything? If so, Lin Ping really did have the ability to return to life.

Lin Ping remained calm, knowing that Qi Kaizhang had been in a state of suspended animation, his brain still functioning and able to hear conversations outside.

So he smiled and replied politely, "A doctor's heart is full of benevolence; I was merely fulfilling my duty."

Lin Ping wasn't just saying this to seek fame and fortune. From the day he entered medical school, he told himself that "a doctor should have a benevolent heart" and that he must not let profit blind him.

Back then, he was also a young man with dreams, hoping to break the bad habits of difficulty and high cost of medical treatment through his own efforts.

To truly understand the meaning of "angels in white".

Now that I've traveled to the Wu Kingdom, my status is much higher, and I have a "little bit" of spare money. Perhaps I can truly have a simple and honest heart to help all living beings.

"What a compassionate doctor!" This was said not only by Qi Kaizhang, but also by the old man with the beard outside the door, fully demonstrating their affirmation of Lin Ping.

"This is the consultation fee for the young hero. If it's not enough, I will send someone to get more." Qi Kaizhang took out a thousand-tael silver note and handed it to Lin Ping.

One thousand taels of silver is equivalent to six hundred thousand RMB, which shows Qi Kaizhang's extravagance and wealth. But don't forget, he had more to offer; if he needed more, he could go home and get more.

It's important to know that civil servants in the Wu Kingdom have very low salaries. To give a simple example, a county magistrate receives a monthly salary of ten shi of rice and two liang of silver. If the rice is worth five hundred wen, that adds up to only seven liang of silver. Even if he doesn't spend a single penny, he would only receive a little over eighty liang of silver per year.

Although Qi Kaizhang's rank was higher than that of a county magistrate, a thousand taels of silver was still a considerable sum. He wouldn't just casually carry it around, so there must have been some shady dealings involved.

Lin Ping, of course, wouldn't be foolish enough to expose the other party. Instead, he smiled and shook his head, saying, "The consultation fee is only ten coins!"

So how much exactly is ten coins?

One tael of silver was equivalent to about 600 yuan, which was equivalent to one string of cash, or one thousand coins. One coin was equivalent to six mao, and ten coins were equivalent to six yuan. This was comparable to the affiliation fee of an ordinary doctor.

"Ten coins can cure an illness? And such a deadly one at that?" Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and Qi Kaizhang's dumbfounded expression revealed his doubts.

"I didn't use any medicine to treat you; this is just a consultation fee. Don't underestimate these ten coins. If I can treat fifty people a day, that's five hundred coins, and fifteen taels of silver a month!" Lin Ping replied earnestly.

He can make money in business, but he doesn't want to make money in medicine, especially treating the poor. He can even treat them for free. If he encounters a rich but heartless businessman... he can at least make some money at a loss.

A daily income of 500 coins is indeed a lot for ordinary people, but for a doctor, it is probably the poorest kind.

Moreover, there aren't fifty patients every day; when business is bad, they might starve.

Besides, isn't renting a house free? In this Yingtian Prefecture, even the most remote area and the smallest shop would probably cost ten taels of silver in rent.

Upon hearing this, all the quack doctors around him lowered their heads in shame. They had originally wanted to become apprentices to learn the skills, but now they felt that their understanding and awareness were insufficient.

Qi Kaizhang didn't refuse, but after searching his pockets for a long time, he still couldn't find ten coins. Fortunately, the accompanying officials and soldiers came to his rescue, preventing an embarrassing situation.

After receiving the ten coins, Lin Ping continued, "Lord Qi's illness has not yet fully recovered. I will prescribe some medicine for you, which you should decoct and take daily. From now on, you should eat a light diet. I will give you acupuncture once every seven days, but this will incur an extra fee."

"Hahaha! I can easily afford the ten-copper-coin consultation fee," Qi Kaizhang laughed heartily. "May I ask your name, young hero?"

This humble citizen...

Lin Wuqing!