The sun was setting, and night had fallen.

"We're here, this is it."

Yan Zhendong carried a wooden plaque covered with red silk on his shoulder, pointed at the house in front of him, and couldn't help but complain.

"Boss, this is the house you want to rent."

"However, because you specifically requested to rent this place, the rent is 20% more expensive."

Chen Wen listened to the other person's complaints, but simply smiled and shook his head.

"We have a lot to do, so don't worry about that little bit of money... because we'll lose much more in the future."

Yan Zhendong originally thought that Chen Wen's special arrangement was to make a lot of money.

He was completely stunned when he heard that.

Good grief, not making more money? Or losing more money?

Who runs a shop and loses money?

Oh well, I'm just an employee anyway. What can I do if the boss is going to lose money?

Anyway, as long as my monthly income is not bad, it's fine.

Chen Wen didn't care about Yan Zhendong's thoughts, took the key and opened the door.

The door hinges made a slight creaking sound.

The front hall wasn't very big; it was quite empty. Behind it was a small courtyard, and beyond that, several rooms.

This place was originally a general store. Business wasn't great, but it wasn't bad either. Plus, Chen Wen offered a lot of money, so the owner readily and decisively transferred the business.

Chen Wen walked in, looked around, and nodded:

"The house is nice. We'll live here from now on."

Yan Zhendong lowered the plaque on his shoulder against the wall, and a corner of the red silk cloth fluttered up, revealing two large characters: "...Medical Clinic".

He dusted off his hands, looked at the empty room, then at Chen Wen, his face full of confusion:

"Boss, you let me rent this house and even went out of your way to have this signboard made... Are we going to open a clinic?"

"I thought you were going to take me to kill someone."

Chen Wen glanced at him, sighed softly, walked to the window and looked at the dark street outside, his expression seemingly very complicated.

"Master Yan, stop talking about fighting and killing all the time."

"If all you think about is killing, you'll always just be a killer. What I'm about to do is bigger and more terrifying than killing!"

"Terrifying?" Yan Zhendong couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, completely unable to comprehend it. "Terrifying to open a clinic?"

Chen Wen nodded.

"Yes. If you don't understand, just watch for now."

"This is just the beginning. The clinic is a good place. People from all walks of life, from high-ranking officials to poor people, will come to visit."

"Only by meeting more people and hearing more stories can one truly understand what this era is like."

Yan Zhendong's eyebrows twitched, as if he was touched by these words.

Is this what this era looks like?

He had already seen it all; all he felt was despair and pain.

But then he remembered something, took a few steps to the door, and pointed to the plaque hanging directly opposite.

Turning back to look at Chen Wen, the expression on his face was even more indescribable.

"Even if you're opening a clinic, you don't need to... specifically open one across from someone else's door, do you?"

The signboard of the shop across the street clearly displays three large characters: "Baozhilin"!

Yesterday, Yan Zhendong probably didn't even know where he was.

But today, he had just heard about Baozhilin, the first pharmacy in Foshan owned by Huang Feihong!

And he had just met the other person!

Chen Wen specifically arranged for him to rent a place opposite Po Chi Lam!

What does this mean? Is it a deliberate provocation?

Yan Zhendong was completely baffled and couldn't help but ask:

"Boss, did Wong Fei-hung offend you?"

Chen Wen shook his head.

No. Master Huang is an upright person with a very good reputation. I'd like to be friends with him in the future.

"Be friends?!" Yan Zhendong's eyes widened, almost thinking he had misheard.

"You opened a clinic right across the street, stealing their business. How can we be friends? You..."

He suddenly thought of something, and a strange expression appeared on his face.

"Could it be... that you've taken a fancy to the woman in the Western dress who's with Wong Fei-hung?"

"You want to be his uncle!"

Chen Wen was both amused and exasperated by his abrupt change of thought, and waved his hand dismissively:

"Stop guessing! Did you buy the firecrackers?"

"I bought it," Yan Zhendong answered instinctively.

"Yes, we'll open for business first thing tomorrow morning," Chen Wen said.

"Tomorrow?!" Yan Zhendong was genuinely surprised this time, pointing to the empty shop.

"You're opening for business already? Besides this signboard, we don't even have a medicine cabinet or any herbs. What kind of business are we opening?"

"That's enough," Chen Wen said firmly.

Yan Zhendong opened his mouth, looking at Chen Wen's calm face that didn't seem to be joking, and after holding back for a long time, asked the most fundamental question:

"Boss, do you know how to treat illnesses?"

Chen Wen shook his head decisively, but a smile appeared on his face:

"No. But I can learn."

He reached out his hand to Yan Zhendong.

"Didn't I ask you to buy a few medical books while you were at it? Give them to me, I'll start learning right now."

Yan Zhendong was completely speechless.

He felt completely out of sync with his new "boss's" train of thought.

Unable to treat illnesses, lacking medicinal herbs and staff, they rented an empty house and opened a shop opposite a famous doctor's clinic.

Then he said he learned medicine from books and opened a business the very next day?

This isn't just challenging the venue, this is downright ridiculous, it's a waste of money!

Oh well, what can I do when the other party is the boss?

He has already received the money, so just do as he is told.

Anyway... judging from the current situation, a fight is likely to break out tomorrow.

That's fine. If a fight really breaks out, then it will be my chance to challenge Wong Fei-hung, the "Number One in Foshan," in a fair and square way!

A chance to make a name for yourself!

Thinking of this, a burning fighting spirit ignited deep in Yan Zhendong's eyes.

He quickly pulled out several medical books, such as "The Rhyme of Decoctions" and "Essentials of Materia Medica," and handed them to Chen Wen.

Then I secretly made up my mind.

We must prepare well today so that we can defeat Huang Feihong and become the number one in Foshan tomorrow!

……

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

The backyard of Po Chi Lam.

Huang Feihong had already gotten up early and was practicing his boxing as usual.

His movements were fluid and graceful, his strength contained yet not released. After completing a set of punches, a slight sweat appeared on his forehead, but his breathing remained long and steady.

Just then.

Crackling sounds!

Suddenly, a series of extremely abrupt firecracker sounds came from the street outside!

Then, the sounds of gongs and drums mingled together, making it as lively as if it were Chinese New Year, which sounded particularly jarring in the quiet of the morning.

"Huh? Today isn't a holiday, is it? We don't need to burn incense, right?"

Huang Feihong frowned, somewhat puzzled, wondering if he had remembered the date wrong.

He was considering whether or not to go and offer incense to his ancestors.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps were heard coming from the front hall.

Toothpick Su looked panicked and stumbled into the backyard. Because he was running too fast and was nervous, he already stuttered, and now he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

"Master, Master, Master! No, no, something terrible has happened! Outside, outside, outside..."

He stood there for a long time, his face turning red, but he couldn't say anything more.

Huang Feihong was about to ask a question.

Ling Yunkai also rushed in in a panic, his face showing both anxiety and anger:

"Master! Something terrible has happened!"

"A new clinic opened across from our house! They set off firecrackers early this morning to celebrate its opening!"

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