The shopkeeper said politely, "The boss is usually busy and doesn't show his face. If you need anything, young master, just come to me."
Song Ruier said angrily, "You're trying to fool me with your sweet talk. I want to see your boss and see who he is."
“You lackeys, you have never wronged me before, if you really want to harm me, it must be because someone is behind it.”
The shopkeeper put on a stern face: "Young master, how could you make such malicious speculations and say such despicable things at such a young age? If you insist on blaming Xuanhu Medical Clinic for this, Xuanhu Medical Clinic will not admit it. Why don't you ask the doctor to examine the dregs and medicine juices used earlier to see if there is any problem?"
Song Ruier choked; he had already had the medicine and dregs cleaned up long ago.
He wanted to avoid letting those wealthy young men know that his right hand was crippled.
"Several days have passed, and there's no medicine or dregs left, but does that absolve your Xuanhu Medical Clinic of its crimes?"
The shopkeeper couldn't help but laugh, then sighed helplessly.
“Young master, look at what you’re saying. Without evidence, how can you prove that there’s a problem with the medicine used at Xuanhu Medical Clinic? That’s just unreasonable.”
"I need to see your boss, or I'll report you to the authorities."
“I have passed the provincial examination and become a tribute student. I will soon be able to participate in the palace examination in front of the emperor. No matter what, I am a prospective official. How dare a small medical clinic dare to act so presumptuously in front of me and make fun of me like this? When the Dali Temple receives the report, it will definitely take this matter seriously and investigate the truth clearly.”
The shopkeeper was still a little surprised that this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was actually a tribute student.
He was clearly extremely intelligent, good at learning and taking exams, but unexpectedly, he was someone who wanted to kill his mother.
If someone like that becomes an official, countless people will suffer.
But what is a mere tribute student compared to the Princess Zhenguo? He's not even worthy to carry her shoes.
"To be honest, the boss is always elusive, and we don't know where he is."
His words confirmed Song Ruier's suspicions even more.
The person he hated most often disappeared without a trace, sometimes for ten days or half a month at a time.
"Is she a girl, around seventeen years old?" Song Ruier asked aggressively.
The shopkeeper shook his head again: "I'm sorry I can't say. If the young master has something to discuss, he should talk to me, the shopkeeper."
"If you refuse a toast, you'll have to drink the penalty cup."
Song Ruier gave a cold laugh and walked out.
He now holds a certain status, and he refuses to believe that the Dali Temple won't stand up for him. Even if the Dali Temple doesn't intervene, his influential friends will put pressure on Xuanhu Medical Clinic.
If we don't give him an explanation and heal his hand, this clinic can forget about staying open, and none of the people inside can survive.
A figure stood at the doorway. Upon seeing the person, Song Ruier instinctively took a step back, her pupils shrinking.
Qiao Lian'er arrived at some unknown time and stood there with a smile on her face, as if she were enjoying his predicament.
“This medical clinic is mine, Mr. Pang. What brings you here making such a fuss?”
Song Ruier's suspicions were immediately confirmed. Anger surged in her chest, rushed to her head, and her eyes instantly turned red.
He just couldn't understand how, out of so many clinics, he had barged into Qiao Lian'er's clinic and become her prey.
"Qiao Lian'er, it was you, you bitch! You broke my right hand and wanted to destroy it completely, so that my right hand could never write again and that my imperial examination would not go smoothly, wasn't that right?"
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