Yang Qing's eyes widened like copper bells.

When he confronted He Shanhu face to face for the first time, even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he was still so angry that his lips trembled.

"I killed your sister? Are you out of your mind? I only met your sister once, why would I kill her? I, He Shanhu, may not be a good person, but I'm not some wicked and desperate criminal either. What does your sister's death have to do with me? Back then, I sent you to transport goods, and you left without even saying goodbye. You even deliberately opened an incense and candle shop across the street to oppose my He family. I haven't even settled accounts with you yet, how dare you slander me here!"

He Shanhu was so angry he almost laughed.

He was forced to sell all his family property by Yang Qing, and now he is being slandered like this.

Who could tolerate that?

"What do you mean I left without saying goodbye? You clearly hired two new waiters, and they didn't even dare to show their faces before telling me to get out! That day, my sister came to the shop to find me, and you were staring at her with those shifty eyes. Did you think I couldn't see her? You dare say you have no feelings for my sister? Well, how could you admit that you killed my sister? That's a capital offense! Of course you wouldn't admit it."

Yang Qing didn't believe He Shanhu's words at all.

Just take it as an excuse.

“What thoughts would I have about your sister? I admit, your sister is indeed beautiful, but there’s a huge age gap between us. I’m already quite old. Do you think I’m only in my thirties? You’re old enough to be my son! What thoughts could I possibly have about your sister? Besides, I’m not afraid to tell you, I was injured years ago and haven’t been able to have sex for a long time. Otherwise, why do you think I only have one son?”

He Shanhu's voice grew softer and softer until only he and Yang Qing could hear it.

"Go ahead and try to argue your way out of this. You're really ruthless, even saying things that are inhumane. Who can argue with you? To clear your name, you've even abandoned all sense of shame..."

Yang Qing still didn't believe it.

He was interrupted by He Shanhu.

"If you don't believe me, go find a doctor, and you'll know whether it's true or not. I've told you your sister's death has nothing to do with me, why don't you believe me? I have no interest in women whatsoever, what does this have to do with me? Those two waiters came to my door themselves, offering to work for me for free for a month. You know I'm a businessman! Who wouldn't want free labor? They told me that you haven't come to the shop since then, that you left without saying goodbye, and I haven't even held you accountable. You hate me based on mere speculation, don't you find that absurd?"

He Shanhu knew.

Yang Qing wouldn't believe him.

So he simply revealed the secret he had kept hidden for many years.

However, he also had some pride and didn't dare let his family hear it.

His impotence was known only to Lu Shi and himself.

"Huanzi, go and fetch a doctor from the nearest clinic. Be quick!"

Yang Qing had worked at the He family's incense and candle shop for a long time and knew He Shanhu very well.

Seeing his serious expression, Yang Qing also felt uneasy, and he quickly ordered his servants to go and fetch a doctor.

Let's check if it's real or fake.

"Yes, sir, I'll go right away."

The servant named Huanzi rolled up his sleeves and ran into the city.

He returned in less than fifteen minutes.

Behind him was an old man with white hair and a long beard, who looked like a Taoist immortal. When you got close, you could smell a faint fragrance of medicinal herbs emanating from him.

Unlike others of the same age, they don't have that old-fashioned look.

It smells nice.

"Cough cough cough, you little rascal, you ran so fast, you almost shook my insides out." The old man landed on his feet.

He calmed down and started stroking his beard, but as soon as he spoke, he coughed violently.

"Doctor, I'm so sorry, my husband is very anxious, please forgive me." Huanzi scratched the back of his head, chuckled, and then said to Yang Qing, "Master, the doctor has arrived."

"Hmm, you did a good job, doctor. Could you please take a look at this man and see if he has any health problems?"

Yang Qing didn't spell it out, worried that the doctor's skills were inadequate and he might just spout nonsense based on his words.

"Okay, roll up your sleeves."

The old doctor has recovered.

He walked over to He Shanhu, asked him to roll up his sleeves, and then took his pulse.

I don't know how much time passed.

The old doctor finally put his hand down and slowly said, "You have insufficient qi and blood, and your body is very weak. There is some imbalance of yin and yang. Fortunately, you are already old, so you don't need to worry about having children. If you were twenty or thirty years younger, I'm afraid you would be in a terrible situation."

"Doctor, is there any hope for him to have children?"

Yang Qing asked impatiently.

"It's hopeless. Even if you're much younger, it's still hopeless. However, my medical skills are not good enough to diagnose whether your disability is congenital or acquired. You should seek a better doctor. I won't accept your payment, since I can't cure you anyway."

The old doctor shook his head.

He thought that He Shanhu in front of him was still thinking about having offspring.

He turned his head and tried to leave.

Because we came in a hurry.

They didn't even bring a first-aid kit.

He had nothing in his hands.

"Huanzi, catch up with him, hand over the medical fee, and give him two taels."

Yang Qing's purse was on the servants.

He gave only one instruction, and Huanzi chased after him.

"Now you believe me, right? I have absolutely no feelings for your sister. Why would I harm her? Don't try to pin all the blame on me!"

He Shanhu sneered.

The He family members standing not far away had no idea what had happened.

"Then who killed my sister? Why is it such a coincidence? Tell me! Why was my sister's body taken away from our home by two people and sold to a mass grave after she died? And why did your shop happen to have two extra waiters? You didn't even dare to show your face and fired me. When I went to report to the authorities, the county magistrate protected you. Do you dare to say that you didn't bribe the county magistrate?"

Yang Qing was breathing rapidly.

He felt that years of hatred were a joke.

Could it be that he really mistook the murderer for someone else?

"Bribing the magistrate? If I could bribe him, would my family have fallen to such a state? You overestimate me. I'm just a lowly merchant; I'm not even worthy of seeing the magistrate. Besides, I already explained that those two waiters came to us on their own and left after a short time. I also asked them about you, and they said you've never been to the shop. Your claim that I killed your sister has absolutely nothing to do with me! Why would I harm her? Why would I abandon a perfectly good life to harm her? Am I crazy?"

He Shanhu was on the verge of a breakdown.

Therefore, his mortal enemy even mistook him for his own foe, and he himself was harmed by him in this way.

This reminds me of the waiter I hired many years ago.

His keen nose caught a whiff of conspiracy.

"So I was blind. I hated the wrong person. You're not the vicious one, then who is? Who is? Who?"

Yang Qing staggered back a few steps, his right foot tripped over a stone, and he almost fell, but fortunately he was caught by a servant.

They were spared from disaster.