"You... are a girl, and girls should be more reserved." Ye Xingchen was both amused and exasperated; this girl's words were too vivid.
"Come on, women are even more lustful than men. You can ask them if you don't believe me." Li Yijin pointed at her two roommates.
The other two actually nodded in agreement, which left Ye Xingchen speechless. High school students these days are much bolder than he was back then.
He remembered that when he was in school, he would secretly date, afraid that others would find out.
Young people these days are truly passionate and decisive in their love and hate.
"Alright, you guys should get some sleep too. You have class tomorrow. I'm leaving now." Ye Xingchen waved his hand. "Remember to contact me immediately if anything happens."
"Okay, thank you, honey." Li Yijin chuckled and insisted on seeing Ye Xingchen downstairs.
After going downstairs, Li Yijin waved goodbye to him reluctantly.
Ye Xingchen didn't stay idle either; he went straight to Baicaotang.
Baicaotang is a pharmacy opened by Chen Zhengde. Although this guy uses unconventional methods to prescribe medicine, the effects are excellent.
However, his methods are considered unorthodox and unorthodox by traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. After all, the medicines he uses, while curing people's illnesses, also cause great harm to the body.
The saying goes, "Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred of your own," and in severe cases, it can even shorten one's lifespan.
The business at Baicaotang has been booming these past few days, for no other reason than the presence of Chen Zhengde's senior apprentice.
Coincidentally, both of the apprentices were seeing patients here today, and the area in front of their clinic was packed with people.
Chen Zhengde is treating an elderly person. The consultation fee is 3,000 yuan, and the cost of medicine is separate.
After all, he held the title of head of the Imperial Medical Academy, a highly skilled physician who usually treated high-ranking officials and nobles.
He doesn't usually practice medicine here, but his three disciples are also very famous.
Today is Chen Zhengde's monthly consultation day, so there are even more people here.
"When liver qi is stagnant, soothe the liver and regulate its function, and promote blood circulation to remove blood stasis."
Chen Zhengde took the patient's pulse with one hand and instructed his disciple to write down a prescription with the other: "Prescription: Pinellia ternata, Salvia miltiorrhiza..."
His disciple quickly wrote down the prescription, handed it to the patient, settled the bill, and obtained the medicine according to the prescription.
Chen Zhengde's hand was already on the wrist of another disciple.
It was almost like an assembly line operation; the speed at which he made money was truly astounding. In the blink of an eye, several patients passed right by Chen Zhengde.
"Dr. Chen, this is my third visit. The medicine I get according to your prescription hasn't been very effective." This patient came from out of town. Seeing that the prescription written by Chen Zhengde's disciple was still the same, he asked tremblingly.
“Your illness is due to deficiency of Yin Fire. The prescription your master gave you is to strengthen your body’s resistance and protect your vital energy. It may take a while to take effect, but you need to persevere.” Chen Zhengde’s eldest disciple tore off the prescription: “Go pay the money. Take a month’s supply at once, which will cost a total of 26,000 yuan.”
"But... I feel like my health is getting worse lately." The patient asked cautiously, "There have even been times when I couldn't get out of bed. I was thinking, could the prescription be adjusted? Besides, I've come three times already, and I'm almost out of money."
"Look carefully." The disciple picked up the prescription and pointed to the signature at the end: "This prescription was written by my master himself."
"Do you know who my master usually treats? They are all powerful and influential people. He takes time out of his busy schedule. So what if the medicine is a little expensive? The prescription doesn't need to be adjusted. Just take the prescription and get the medicine."
The disciple spoke with extreme impatience, as if driving away livestock: "If you have nothing to do, get out of the way and don't delay the people behind you from getting their prescriptions."
"But, but..." The patient hesitated, holding the prescription, unsure of what to do.
"Someone, get out of the way." The people at Baicaotang don't care about such rules. If you delay their business, no matter who you are, you have to get out of the way.
Several people stepped forward and tried to move the patient to the side.
The patient was quite old and had been ill for many years, making him weak. Two burly men pushed him, and he tripped and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ouch, my back!" the patient cried out in pain.
"What, you old fool, you've run into Baicaotang trying to scam me? Don't you know where you are? Either get out of here, or we'll throw you out!" Chen Zhengde's eldest disciple roared, standing up menacingly.
"Is this old man trying to scam me? Even Dr. Chen's prescription can't cure his illness, why doesn't he just fly to the moon?"
"I've seen plenty of people like this. Doctor Chen is the head of the Imperial Medical Academy. If it weren't for his benevolent heart, he would never be able to spare a single day to see patients."
People around were talking amongst themselves, their eyes filled with no sympathy for the old man; in their eyes, he was just there to cause trouble.
Ye Xingchen reached out and helped the old man up: "Are you alright?"
"It's nothing, sigh, I've been sick for years. I came to Yanjing through someone's introduction and found Doctor Chen. I spent sixty or seventy thousand yuan in three months, but my illness didn't get better; in fact, it got worse." The old man looked angry, but dared not speak out.
Because he knew what kind of place this was, and he couldn't afford to offend this kind of divine doctor who usually only dealt with important figures.
"The medicine isn't right for your condition. Even if I spend ten million, he still won't be able to cure you." Ye Xingchen sneered, "I think Baicaotang should be shut down."
"What did you say, brat? My master personally prescribed this medicine, and you dare say it's not the right medicine?" Chen Zhengde's disciple roared in anger.
"Is this kid here to cause trouble? Throw him out."
"Hmph, who does he think he is, daring to cause trouble at our Baicaotang?"
A group of people gathered around, and even those queuing for medical treatment expressed their dissatisfaction with Ye Xingchen.
This is normal, after all, Chen Zhengde is very famous. In the eyes of these people, he is like a living god and also their spiritual sustenance. They cannot tolerate the slightest insult.
"How about we bring your master out and say that Ye Xingchen has come to visit, and that I've come to see Chen Zhengde's medical skills?" Ye Xingchen said in a deep voice.
"A challenger?" The eldest disciple sneered. "Who do you think you are? Do you even have the right to challenge my master? Get lost, or else... ah..."
This guy was pointing at Ye Xingchen and threatening him, but before he could finish his threats, Ye Xingchen grabbed his wrist.
The intense pain in his wrist made him scream in agony.
"You'll find out soon enough what I am. Get Chen Zhengde out here, or I'll tear down his Hundred Herbs Hall today." Ye Xingchen slapped his eldest disciple across the face, sending him flying.
Then he kicked a chair away, and the chair flew up and smashed into the signboard of Baicaotang with a thud.
Amidst gasps of surprise, the plaque, weighing several hundred pounds, crashed heavily to the ground, shattering into pieces.
With such a commotion outside, Chen Zhengde had no choice but to come out. Seeing that Ye Xingchen had ruined his signboard, he couldn't help but fly into a rage: "Ye Xingchen, are you crazy?"
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