Asking someone to help and having someone ask on their own initiative have completely different meanings.

This shows that the other party has something to ask of Miss Jun, and since he has something to ask of her, he will definitely let Miss Jun see his sincerity.

It's over, it's over. Miss Jun has the title deed and is in the right. Now the county lords are taking the initiative to befriend her. If this lawsuit is to be fought, the outcome can be imagined.

There was silence all around, waiting for Miss Jun to speak.

After waiting for so long and suffering so much injustice, God finally opened his eyes at this moment.

Is Miss Jun sad or excited? Is she speaking standing up or sitting down?

Everyone looked at her.

Miss Jun smiled.

"It's inevitable that a house will collapse after a long time," she said.

Everyone present was stunned.

That's it?

Say it was a natural disaster? Don't mention man-made disasters?

What does this mean?

The county magistrate's steward was slightly startled, then he smiled. Without saying a word, he bowed again, turned around and walked away quickly.

The news spread quickly.

It exaggerated how the county magistrate's housekeeper indignantly asked about Miss Jun's house, and how Miss Jun was kind enough not to complain.

This is the benevolence of a doctor, and this is the style of the Jun family’s Jiulingtang.

Master Yan heard and saw all these words and events clearly. This time he did not hear them through the servants' retelling, but saw them with his own eyes and ears.

He finally couldn't sit still at home and came to see it in person.

For fear of being recognized, Mr. Yan subconsciously covered his face with his folding fan.

Although it was his own action, it also made Mr. Yan very angry. But after coming here and seeing this scene, he was left with only a cold heart.

He has lived half his life after all. He can tell whether there is a trick or not, whether it is fake or not.

And the scenes before him told him clearly that there was no falsehood.

"How is this possible?" He looked incredulous. "Does she really have such a magical skill?"

His sight fell on the straw hut. Apart from Miss Jun, there was a young man walking a few steps with a crutch. He leaned over Miss Jun and said a few words, then limped away.

That young man is the young master of the Fang family, and the husband of Miss Jun. He is a cripple.

"If she is really a miracle doctor, why can't she cure her husband?" said Mr. Yan with his eyes lighting up.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone murmur beside him.

"That's good enough."

Mr. Yan turned around and saw a man with ordinary appearance who could not be seen in the crowd.

The man's accent had a distinct Shanxi flavor.

He didn't look at the old man, but just looked at the straw hut over there. His eyes were fixed on Fang Chengyu.

"Hey, what do you say is good enough?" Old Master Yan shouted, covering his face with a fan and raising his brows.

The man glanced at him.

"Have you ever seen a paralytic walk?" he said.

How can a paralytic walk like a paralytic? This person must be ill.

Mr. Yan frowned and was about to say something, but the man turned and left, soon disappearing in the crowd.

baffling.

Mr. Yan withdrew his gaze and looked at the thatched hut over there again, his brows tightly wrinkled.

If this guy really has the skills of a miracle doctor, then it will be troublesome. Money and power can be considered, but no one is willing to consider life.

No one wants to offend a doctor. No one can guarantee that they can't ask for help from him.

No matter how rich or powerful you are, you must first have a life to enjoy it.

See? Now the people in the county government are beginning to be tempted.

"Fortunately, Hu Gui didn't mention me to her." Mr. Yan said to himself with some relief. Thinking of what he had said before, he couldn't help but repeat it again. Of course, the feeling this time was completely different from the last time.

But he was not so lucky this time. Just as he finished his words, Hu Guichong from the straw hut knelt down in front of Miss Jun.

"Miss Jun, this is none of my business. This is all done by Master Yan San." He shouted.

This villain!

Mr. Yan's face turned livid.

…

"Master, no matter what Hu Gui says, no one has any evidence."

"That's right, sir. We have nothing to do with this. The deed is in Hu Gui's hands."

"Yes, we just said we wanted to buy the land, but we didn't buy it. You can't spit blood on us."

The servants following behind Master Yan were talking in a chaotic manner.

Old Master Yan rushed into the yard with a fan in hand and a gloomy face. The beautiful maids who came forward to greet him with tea were kicked away by him.

"To your mother's head." He was still furious, and turned around to smash the nearest servant with his fan. "Who do you think you are a fool? If the government is determined, what can't they find out? Evidence? If they say you have it, then you have it, and if they say you don't have it, then you don't have it. If they want to get you, they have no evidence. Even if it's not this matter, they can still do something else. You don't know their methods! Are you stupid? Are you stupid?"

He smashed the fan again and again in anger, and the servants did not dare to dodge and let the master vent his anger.

"We are stupid, we are stupid." Everyone said again and again.

I am the stupid one.

Old Master Yan smashed the fan to the ground in anger and paced back and forth.

But who can be blamed for this? Who could have thought that the daughter of this poor family would be so rich? Who could have thought that she would not only be rich, but also have superb medical skills?

Everyone in Runan knows what kind of medical skills old doctor Jun has. Even the Jun family has never had any advanced medical skills in eight generations.

Who would have thought that his granddaughter knew medical skills and was so amazing at it?

Isn't this bullying?

Also, since you are so rich, why do you still need to open a pharmacy? Just go home and enjoy your life as a lady. Why are you making such a fuss out here?

But it hurt me.

What now?

He insisted that he knew nothing about the incident and that he had been deceived by Hu Gui. After all, the person who attacked was one of his own family members, so he had no basis for his claim.

"San'er, San'er."

An old woman's voice rang out outside the door, interrupting Mr. Yan's wild thoughts, and he quickly took over.

An old lady in gorgeous clothes came in, supported by several maids.

"Mom, what do you want to talk to me about?" asked Mr. Yan.

"Hurry up, accompany me to Jiuling Hall." Old Madam Yan's face was full of excitement, "Your father's old cold legs can be cured."

father…

Mr. Yan's body was stiff.

"What are you still standing there for? Don't disbelieve me, it will definitely be cured this time. You know our old man who looks after the farm had the same disease as your father, but it was even more serious than your father's. He has recovered now. He said that Miss Jiuling cured him." Old Madam Yan said, holding her son. "I saw it with my own eyes. He can walk and jump without any problem. Your father's pain for more than ten years can really be cured this time. Thank you so much, Bodhisattva..."

Thank you so much, Bodhisattva, Mr. Yan also shouted in his heart.

What's the matter? Don't be sick!

"Third son, what are you doing?" Old Madam Yan just noticed her son's strange behavior and asked in confusion. She laughed again and said, "Don't worry, I really didn't seek medical advice randomly this time and was deceived. This is absolutely true. It's not just old cold legs. The Jiuling Hall said that the medicine can cure all diseases and bring people back to health. So many people have been cured. It's really not a liar. Don't worry."

Mr. Yan was about to cry.

"Mom." He didn't know what to say, "We can't go."

Mrs. Yan was unhappy.

"Why can't you go?" she said, "You are strong enough now. Don't you want your father to nag you when he recovers from his illness?"

Mr. Yan raised his hand and slapped himself.

"Mom, I'm not that unfilial," he said.

Having said this, he slapped himself again.

"I am really unfilial."

The two slaps left Old Madam Yan confused.

"San'er, you are not sick too, are you?" she said, raising her hand to touch Mr. Yan's head.

As they were talking, someone rushed in from outside the door.

"Master, master, someone from the county government wants to ask you to go over." He said hurriedly.

These people in the county government act according to the situation and they move really quickly!

Mr. Yan cursed in his heart in anger, and then he saw several officers walking in.

"What does the county master want you for?" Mrs. Yan said, grabbing his arm before Master Yan could say anything. "No matter what you do, it's not as important as treating your father."

Then he waved to the officers.

"Go tell the county magistrate that we can talk later if there is anything. My son wants to go to Jiulingtang to see his father."

As a local gentry and wealthy family, he does have the confidence in these officials who are rotated every three or four years.

But this time, after hearing her words, the officers looked strange, and Master Yan also had a complicated expression.

"Madam Yan, I think you'd better not go for now." An officer said with a half-smile, "I'm afraid it would be a waste of time if you go."

"Why?" Mrs. Yan asked unhappily.

"Old lady, don't you know that Jiulingtang's house was smashed?" the officer laughed.

"I know." Old Madam Yan said with a glare, "I don't know who is the evil-hearted person. You guys came at the right time. Let's catch the bad guys first, and then we can talk about other things."

The officers all laughed and looked at Master Yan without saying anything.

The atmosphere was wrong. Madam Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Grandpa Yan's face as pale as pig liver. Suddenly she thought of something.

"San'er, I remember you said you wanted to buy a piece of land and open a pharmacy." She asked, "You're not the one with the evil heart, are you?"