The Chinese Medicine Clinic.
The lights were still on, and people continued to enter and exit, many carrying bags of medicine.
Inside, a female pharmacist in a white coat was busy at work.
Hearing the commotion at the door, she hurried over to greet them. "Welcome!"
"How may I help you?"
"Oh, dear, is that a burn on your hand?"
Yu Chuhui, supported by Song Chuan, had a deathly pale face, and large beads of sweat dripped from her forehead.
She let out a soft groan. "Mmm..."
"Sister, is the doctor still seeing patients?"
"Could you please help treat her wound?"
Though He Minhong and Yu Chuhui didn't get along well, they lived together, and Yu Chuhui borrowed her toys and space the most. He Minhong still worried about her.
"I'm sorry, this is a clinic, not a hospital. The doctor has already left for the day."
Zhu Zhe asked, "What about you?"
"As a pharmacist, you must have some medical knowledge, right? Could you treat it?"
The pharmacist looked troubled. "I only handle dispensing and preparing medications in the pharmacy. Wound care is beyond my expertise."
"I can only prescribe medication."
"No, this burn is too large. It needs to be lanced and treated properly."
The female pharmacist shook her head. "N-no... I really can't do that..."
"But the clinic changed owners a few days ago. The previous owner mentioned that the new owner lives in Joyful Ode Community across the street."
"The new owner is a doctor and will start seeing patients himself soon."
"If you'd like, I can contact him right now."
Zhu Zhe had been about to take Yu Chuhui to the hospital. Hearing this, she became instantly excited. "Yes! Please do!"
"I'll call him now."
As the pharmacist reached for the phone, Song Chuan prepared to speak. "Um..."
The moment he spoke, the pharmacist's gaze fell on him.
She had noticed this handsome man the moment they entered. After all, a man accompanying three women was quite conspicuous.
Now, as her eyes lingered on Song Chuan, her brow furrowed. He looked strangely familiar.
She couldn't quite place why he looked familiar.
She just had this nagging feeling they must have met before.
The last time Song Chuan came to acquire the clinic, he had mostly dealt with the previous owner, never really interacting directly with the pharmacist or even seeing her face-to-face.
So it made perfect sense that the pharmacist wouldn't recognize her.
Just as he was about to speak, a woman's loud voice boomed from the doorway.
It sounded like she was spitting.
"Pah!"
"This shady clinic is still open?"
"Come one, come all! Take a look! This is a shady clinic! Last week I came here for treatment, and they prescribed me thousands of dollars worth of medication—they just ripped me off!"
"And it only made my condition worse!"
Hearing the familiar voice at the door, a flicker of fear and panic crossed the pharmacist's eyes.
She quickly apologized to Zhu Zhe and the others. "I'm so sorry. There's a situation at the shop that I need to handle immediately."
"Here's our boss's number. Please call him yourself."
With that, the pharmacist hurried out the door to confront the woman. "Auntie, why are you back again?"
"Come in and have some tea."
"Let go of me!"
"You're trying to sweet-talk me into leaving again, just like last night, aren't you? Little girl, I know all your tricks!"
"Pay up! I demand compensation today! Why should I, with my rheumatism, be prescribed thousands of dollars in medication that didn't even cure me?"
"Auntie, rheumatism can't be cured, only managed. You know that yourself."
The pharmacist, a woman, wrapped her arm around the woman's, trying to pull her inside to talk.
But the woman's voice grew louder and louder, drawing curious glances from passersby.
Soon, a crowd had gathered at the clinic's entrance, pointing and murmuring at the scene inside.
The air filled with a cacophony of voices.
Zhu Zhe, on the phone, couldn't even make a call in this din.
"Hong Hong, take Chu Hui and wait here. I'm going outside to make a call."
"It's too noisy in here for a call."
"Hmm, okay."
"Wait, actually, you don't need to call..."
Song Chuan spoke too late.
Zhu Zhe had already slipped through the crowd.
The situation in the clinic had escalated so quickly that Song Chuan didn't even have time to explain to the three women that he was the clinic's owner.
This incident made him realize something.
Why would the previous owner have been so eager to sell the clinic, even though it was doing well?
So this was the reason.
If it were just an unreasonable aunt, she would have been easy to deal with.
But this woman was no ordinary person.
She was Pan Guiyu.
Only Song Chuan knew how formidable she was.
If Pan Guiyu weren't so formidable, she wouldn't have been able to pin Fang Sijin's head down so relentlessly, leaving her utterly unable to resist.
"I come to this clinic for medicine all the time! Who is that aunt? How dare she bully someone like that!"
"I'm furious! I'm going to confront her right now!"
Watching the heated argument outside, He Minhong gritted her teeth in anger. She stomped her foot and was about to rush out.
But Yu Chuhui grabbed her arm. "What are you doing?!"
"This isn't your battle to fight."
"What do you mean it's not my battle? There's only one girl working here right now! That aunt is just picking on the weak, isn't she? Why doesn't she come during the day?"
"It's just picking on Pharmacist Xiao Li when the clinic's empty, isn't it? Don't stop me, I'm going to confront her."
With one hand injured and immobile, Yu Chuhui couldn't budge He Minhong with her other hand.
He Minhong had already rushed out.
The argument outside grew increasingly heated.
The phone in Song Chuan's pocket buzzed. He pulled it out.
The moment he did, Yu Chuhui noticed the caller ID on the screen.
She knew Sister Zhu's number by heart.
But Sister Zhu and Song Chuan barely interacted.
When had she gotten his number?
Wait a minute...
Yu Chuhui realized something was amiss.
Only after Song Chuan answered the call did Zhu Zhe's voice come through the receiver.
"Hello, Boss of the Chinese Medicine Clinic? My friend burned her hand and needs treatment. Is it convenient for you to see her now?"
"It's not convenient right now. There's a disturbance at the clinic. I'll treat her as soon as I've dealt with it."
The call ended.
Song Chuan needed to go outside and deal with Pan Guiyu.
Just as he was about to leave, Yu Chuhui hurried after him and grabbed his hand.
She asked hesitantly, "Song Chuan... are you... the owner of this Chinese Medicine Clinic?"
"What? You don't seem to believe me."
How could Yu Chuhui believe it!
She swallowed hard, but she knew the priorities. The first thing was to resolve the situation outside.
"What do you plan to do about this commotion outside?"
"That woman is clearly unreasonable. My suggestion is to call the police first and negotiate after they arrive."
"Actually, I've seen this woman passing by the clinic before."
"This isn't her first time. The previous owner couldn't handle her, which is why he wanted to sell the shop. I just didn't expect the person taking over the clinic to be..."
*Tsk!*
In Jingbei, taking over a clinic like this would cost at least 800,000 yuan!
This Song Chuan is really rich!
In a place like Jingbei, 800,000 yuan isn't much, after all, there are many wealthy people here.
But for Yu Chuhui,
That was a lot!
A *lot*.
With her meager salary, earning eight hundred thousand would have taken decades...
"No need to call the police."
"Don't worry, I can handle this. If I can't even manage something like this, I shouldn't be running a shop."
"Go sit down and wait for me. I'll come deal with you right after I'm done."
"Mmm-hmm."
Still uneasy, Yu Chuhui didn't sit back down. Instead, she stood at the doorway, watching Song Chuan approach the unreasonable aunt.
The argument outside was getting heated.
A crowd had already gathered at the entrance.
Pan Guiyu was a formidable fighter,
She was verbally tearing He Minhong apart, who had never witnessed such a scene before.
The young woman was on the verge of tears.
"You!"
"Auntie, you're so unreasonable! I'm a copywriter—I'll write an article exposing you!"
"Young lady, you don't even understand the situation, yet you're calling me unreasonable? And you want to write an article? How novel. Go ahead, write it."
"Once I find out which company you work for, I'll lie down right at your company's entrance!"
Pan Guiyu's unreasonable behavior, combined with her wild demeanor, was terrifying.
*This kind of person...*
Even the police would be powerless against her.
"Pharmacist Xiao Li!"
"Get your boss out here!"
"Is he hiding like a rat again? Go tell him—I'll cause trouble every day until he shows his face!"
"Compensation! Compensation! I demand compensation!"
"Your medicine did nothing! It didn't cure my rheumatism, and it gave me stomach pains! Oh, the pain is killing me!"
With that, Pan Guiyu swayed as if about to collapse, determined to extort money.
Her face was deathly pale, and she clutched her abdomen.
Her posture on the ground made the surrounding crowd flinch back in fear.
But then, a pair of men's slippers appeared before the woman.
Pan Guiyu looked up and saw a handsome young man standing before her.
The moment Song Chuan arrived, He Minhong seemed to find her backbone. She threw her arms around him and began to cry and sob.
"Brother Song Chuan, that aunt is going too far! She's not just bullying Xiao Li, she's bullying me too."
"And she's trying to extort money from the clinic owner."
"Don't worry, she won't get a cent from me."
He Minhong, her eyes red-rimmed, was taken aback. She looked at Song Chuan in surprise.
"Hmm?"
"Brother Song Chuan, I meant she's trying to extort money from the *pharmacy* owner, not you."
"I *am* the pharmacy owner."
As Song Chuan repeated himself, Xiao Li beside him exclaimed, "Ah! I remember now!"
"No wonder I saw you a few days ago—you're our new boss!"
"Boss!"
"I'm so sorry! I didn't recognize you!"
Pan Guiyu, still on the ground, was even more excited than Xiao Li. A smug grin spread across her wrinkled face.
*A kid who hasn't even grown a mustache...*
*...taking over this clinic.*
*Today's my lucky day!*
*This one looks even easier to bully than the old boss!*
Seeing her expression, Song Chuan clicked his tongue.
"Auntie, you don't think I'm an easy mark, do you?"
"You think you can get money out of me?"
"I'm sorry, but I won't compensate you a single cent."
"Not only will I not compensate you, but I'll make you compensate me."
Hearing this out of the blue, Pan Guiyu was completely enraged. "What did you say?!"
"You won't compensate me?"
"Your clinic is so shady! You ripped me off for thousands of yuan on my medicine, and you won't even compensate me?"
"If you don't compensate me, I'll die right here at your doorstep!"
Song Chuan waved to Xiao Li. "Xiao Li, what medicine did you give her that day?"
"Boss, all those herbs were priced according to market rates. We didn't overcharge her by even a cent. That's just how expensive they are."
"I know, I'm asking what specific herbs you gave her."
"This lady has rheumatism of the wind-cold-damp obstruction type. The prescription was Aconite Decoction and Ma Huang, Fu Zi, and Asarum Decoction."
"We gave her Ma Huang, Huang Qi, Aconite, Gui Zhi, Xi Xin, Bai Shao, Chuan Xiong, Dang Gui, Fu Zi, Fang Feng, Fang Ji, Qiang Huo, Du Huo, Ji Xue Teng..."
"The total was 1,666 yuan."
"The clinic wasn't doing well back then, so we even ran a promotion and gave her a discount. No other clinic could have offered that price."
As soon as Pharmacist Xiao Li finished speaking, most of the surrounding pedestrians, who lived in the Joyful Ode Community and frequently visited the clinic for treatment and medicine, chimed in with agreement.
"That's right, I also looked for rheumatism medication for my mother, and the prices over there were even higher."
"I wanted to say this earlier—this old woman is clearly trying to take advantage of them because they look easy to bully and extort money."
"Ma'am, could you at least have some shame?"
"..."
Seeing that no one was speaking up for her, Pan Guiyu's anger flared. She pounded her chest and wailed, "Woe is me!"
"I only took their Chinese medicine, and now I feel like I have some kind of illness."
"My stomach has been hurting terribly these past few days."
"It must be because their medicine is contaminated!"
"Your severe stomach pain is because you're sick—it's probably cancer."
Cancer!
At the word "cancer," Pan Guiyu's pupils constricted sharply, and her heart raced with panic.
Could this guy actually know medicine?
She had recently been diagnosed with cancer at the hospital.
She also suffered from rheumatism.
She had seized on the excuse of picking up rheumatism medication to extort money from this clinic.
What a baseless accusation!
Extorting some money—
This was the only quick way she could think of to get cash.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have money for her treatment!
"Young man! How can you curse me like that?!"
"To be honest, although I'm the boss of this Chinese Medicine Clinic,
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