At night, the two slept separately.

Han Feng checked the princess's whereabouts during the day, but found nothing unusual. This made Zong Zhengchen sit in depression all night, thinking about Qin Ye's anger, but he couldn't figure out a clue.

the next day.

Early in the morning.

"Master, something bad has happened! The princess, the princess has ridden a fast horse and is returning to the capital..."

"What did you say!"

Zong Zhengchen stood up suddenly from his seat.

Han Feng reported urgently: "She left just now. She said that the southern tour was a task assigned to you by the emperor, and she couldn't help if she stayed, so she returned to the capital. No matter how hard I tried to stop her, I couldn't..."

Before he could finish his words, the man disappeared in a flash.

.

Qin Mo returned to the imperial capital. He took a small road, stopping and starting along the way, and finally arrived after three days.

However, after returning to the imperial capital and looking at the busy people on the streets, she did not want to go to Prince Chen's Mansion, nor did she want to go back to Prime Minister Qin's Mansion. The world was so big that she could not find a place to stay.

After walking for a while, he finally stopped outside the clinic.

The door of the clinic was open. There were five or six patients inside. People from Wujimen were drying medicines or seeing patients. Jing Yi was standing behind the counter, handling the accounts in his hands.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed in:

"Your clinic is so evil-hearted. My husband's condition has worsened and he may not survive the night. You are such a wicked clinic!!"

As soon as the middle-aged woman entered, she collapsed on the ground, shaking her hands and crying, causing many people on the street to turn their heads to look at her.

In addition to the woman, there were two young men supporting a middle-aged man who was terminally ill.

The middle-aged man hung his hands weakly and his head drooped. His face was as pale as paper. He kept coughing and gasping for breath, as if he would die at any time.

Jing Yi hurried out: "What's going on?"

The middle-aged woman pointed at Jing Yi and yelled:

"How dare you ask? You have poor medical skills, you prescribed medicine at random, and you killed someone, and you still act as if nothing happened?"

"Oh my God! Folks, come and take a look. This clinic is full of men, and they all look ferocious. They don't look like good people at all. They are not doctors at all, they are simply executioners who harm people!"

After hearing this, Zhang Quezi stepped forward angrily:

"you……"

Jing Yi quickly grabbed his shoulder, stopped him, and looked aside, "Zhang Fei."

Zhang Fei is the only person in Wuji Sect who knows medicine. His medical skills are not only the best, but also top-notch, and few people can match them.

Zhang Fei stepped forward and said, "Your doctor is suffering from tuberculosis. I prescribed medicine according to the medical book. There is no way it can be wrong. Let me take a look."

"Don't touch my husband!"

The middle-aged woman rushed forward and violently knocked Zhang Fei away, glaring fiercely:

"You admit that you wrote the prescription! My husband took your medicine, but not only did it not get better, it got worse. If you don't handle this matter today, I will hit my head and die here, and go with my husband!"

Zhang Fei felt embarrassed. How could he treat patients if he was not allowed to take their pulse?

Outside the door, many people gathered around to watch the fun, pointing and talking quietly:

"I recognize this store. It belongs to Doctor Wang. Why did Doctor Wang transfer the store to someone else?"

"The people in this clinic all look weird. Some are tall, some are thin, some are short, and there's even a lame man. Could it be that they're using the clinic's name to do something shameful?"

"Who knows..."

There was a lot of discussion.

Jing Yi frowned. If negative rumors spread out, the clinic’s business would be cut off. Who would dare to come in the future?

However, he believed in Zhang Fei's medical skills and believed that he would not make mistakes.

Looking at the middle-aged woman who was sitting on the ground, hugging her husband, crying and cursing, she said in a deep voice:

"Since you have come to the clinic, you are here to solve the problem. Why don't you tell me what you want?"

The woman was crying, and when she heard this, her eyes rolled and she started crying again:

"Ah! How could my innocent husband be involved in this... What kind of thing is this!"

She cried and said, "You prescribed the wrong medicine, which made my husband's condition worse. It hurt him physically and mentally. He can't practice kung fu. Our family's source of income has been cut off, and we have two grandchildren who are crying for food."

"I want you to pay me! Pay... one hundred taels!"

When Wujimen and others heard this, they all stared.

One hundred taels!

I got some thirty copper coins' worth of medicine, and he asked for a hundred taels.

"You really dare to ask for it!" Zhang Fei said coldly, striding forward, "There can't be anything wrong with my medicine, let me check your husband's pulse!"

"Don't touch him!" The woman hugged her husband tightly. "I'm going to take the money and go to another clinic to buy medicine for my husband. I don't trust you."

"If you don't pay me, I will report you to the government! I will ask the government to close down your clinic!"

"you!"

"That's all!"

Jing Yi uttered in a low voice.

There are so many people watching outside. If the matter gets out of hand, it will have a very bad impact on the clinic.

"Zhang Fei, go and get me a hundred taels of silver."

"Jing Yi, this..."

"go!"

This is clearly extortion!

Zhang Fei had a stern face and was extremely unhappy, but he still listened to Jing Yi and took out one hundred taels from the counter drawer.

When the woman saw the banknote, her eyes widened. She quickly got up, rushed forward impatiently and reached out to take it.

Suddenly, a cold female voice said:

"Wait a minute!"