Chen Qingqing nodded solemnly, “Your illness is not serious. The main problem is that you have done bad things again, so your ancestors are punishing you. As long as you do more good deeds and stop doing bad deeds in the future, your illness will naturally get better.”

Fan Tong believed Chen Qingqing's words without a doubt. After all, he had done something bad. If he hadn't been thinking of something good, he wouldn't have taken advantage of Chen Ruolan in the middle of the night. He had been unable to perform since that night.

He paid the consultation fee, grabbed a pound of mulberry leaf tea, thanked them profusely, and got up to leave.

Chen Qingqing sat back down at the free clinic table, looked at the patients lined up, and began to see them calmly and patiently.

The first patient was the old woman who had just mentioned having a headache.

Chen Qingqing carefully took her pulse, inquired about her symptoms, and secretly used her medical space to perform a brain CT scan.

They found that the old woman had no serious head ailments, but she kept wiping her nose with a handkerchief.

After careful examination, it was diagnosed that the woman's headache was caused by sinusitis.

She was prescribed several Chinese medicines to clear heat and detoxify, promote lung function and open the nasal passages, reduce swelling and relieve pain. She was also instructed to clean her nasal cavity with saline solution regularly and to come back for a follow-up visit in seven days.

The woman's eyes showed gratitude. She felt that Chen Qingqing was right. She knew her illness. When her nose was better, her head would not hurt. When it was not better, her headache would worsen. None of the other doctors thought it was caused by her nose.

He saw several patients in succession, and they all left satisfied.

Chen Qingqing didn't have a moment to rest until the afternoon.

Li An, who was in the crowd, kept observing Chen Qingqing. Seeing that all the prescriptions she gave to the patients were correct, he finally put aside his prejudices and decided to practice medicine at Jishetang.

“Young lady, I have heard that your esteemed establishment is recruiting a physician. My name is Li An, and I have come here to give it a try,” Li An said, bowing respectfully.

Seeing that he was dressed in a simple long robe, with bright and piercing eyes, and exuding composure and confidence in his every move, Chen Qingqing was delighted and quickly invited him into the inner hall.

"Mr. Li, please have a seat. May I ask how many years you have been practicing medicine?"

"I have been practicing medicine for over twenty years and have accumulated some experience in many places."

"What kind of illnesses does Mr. Li specialize in treating?"

"I have expertise in internal medicine, surgery, gynecology, and pediatrics, and I have a particular interest in treating difficult and complex diseases," Li An said calmly.

Chen Qingqing was very satisfied, but remained calm and composed, for practicing medicine and treating patients allowed no room for carelessness.

What she wants is a doctor with a compassionate heart, who doesn't treat human life lightly, and who is responsible and always puts the patient's life first, no matter when or where.

As they were talking, an elderly man suffering from a chronic illness came to seek medical treatment.

"Mr. Li, could you please examine this old man?"

“Alright, let me take a look.” Li An stepped forward and carefully took the old man’s pulse, examined his tongue, and inquired about his condition. After a short while, he wrote out a prescription.

Chen Qingqing took the prescription and saw that the ingredients were precisely matched and the dosage was appropriate. She began to have more faith in Li An's medical skills.

"Mr. Li, your medical skills are excellent, but I have one last question."

"Miss Chen, may I ask?"

"My question is, although we are a medical clinic, all the herbs also require capital. If a patient doesn't have money to buy the medicine while you are treating them, what would you do?"

Ang Lee was taken aback at first, and a look of disappointment flashed across his face. He thought this girl was different from others because she didn't prioritize profit, but he didn't expect her to be just a vulgar person.

Forget it, this kind of shopkeeper doesn't deserve to be allowed to stay. He can't go against his conscience.

He spoke with an air of righteous indignation.

“I can’t kick a patient out of the clinic just because I don’t have money. I will do my best to treat him and make up for the cost of his medicine first. He can pay me back when he has more money in the future. If he can’t pay me back, I’m willing to pay for him out of my own pocket.”

Chen Qingqing was quite surprised by his answer and immediately decided to hire Li Chang'an as the resident doctor of her clinic.

"Alright, Mr. Li, you can start work tomorrow. Your wages are two taels of silver per month."

Li An thought Chen Qingqing would be angry with his answer, but to his surprise, she was not only not angry, but also kept him. It seems that this girl is indeed different from those who are greedy for profit. Such a shopkeeper is worth following.

A look of delight appeared on his face. "Thank you for your appreciation, Miss Chen. I will do my best to live up to your trust."

"Mr. Li is a kind person who puts patients first, and I am very moved."

Chen Qingqing then provided some more details.

Ang Lee remembered them all.

The clinic gradually got on track. Medicines were inexpensive, and with Chen Qingqing's spatial ability, misdiagnosis was rare for many difficult and complicated cases.

Jishetang's reputation grew, and more and more people came to see it.

The neighboring Ruyi Building was not to be outdone.

Since ancient times, things have been valued for their rarity. Since Ruyi Lou introduced its exclusive secret recipe dishes, its popularity has skyrocketed.

During mealtimes, the lobby is always packed, and long queues often form at the entrance.

Chen Feng never expected business to be so good; he was beaming from ear to ear.

Early that morning, the accountant was flipping through the ledgers, moving the abacus beads, and muttering to himself, "Three times seven is twenty-one, six times seven is forty-two..."

After a moment, he looked up and said happily, "Manager, the profit for the past two weeks is 620 taels. After deducting labor and other expenses, we have nearly 400 taels of silver in income."

"How much did you say?" Chen Feng almost thought he had misheard and asked again.

The accountant smiled and said, "We've made nearly four hundred taels of silver in the last half month."

"So much!" Chen Feng was both surprised and delighted, unable to believe that he had earned so much silver. If this continued, he could earn a net profit of eight hundred taels of silver a month. With twelve months in a year, two times eight equals sixteen, and one times eight equals eight, that's nine thousand six hundred taels. Wouldn't that be making a fortune?

The two were so engrossed in their joy in the counter that they didn't even hear the noise outside.

Just then, the shop assistant rushed in, looking flustered. "Boss, no, no, something bad has happened!"

Chen Feng was immediately taken aback, and then he noticed something amiss with the sounds outside the restaurant. He quickly asked,

"What's wrong, Xiaohu? What happened outside?"

"Things are about to get out of control. You should go and see for yourself!"

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