“No,” Cheng Shouping replied while peeking inside on tiptoe, “Miss Ji is the daughter of the Divine Physician Ji. Not only is she extremely beautiful, but she is also incredibly gentle and kind. She often treats the poor for free and is very popular in the city. Most of these people come here just to catch a glimpse of Miss Ji.”
Zu An curled his lip: "Xue'er is extremely beautiful in your words, and this Miss Ji is also extremely beautiful in your words. How many beauties have you seen, you little page? How can you distinguish between beauty and ugliness?"
Cheng Shouping's face turned bright red. Before he could answer, a red-faced man in the crowd turned around after hearing their conversation: "You brat, what do you know? Miss Ji is a beauty on par with Miss Chu of the Duke's Mansion in our Bright Moon City. But I heard that Miss Chu married a good-for-nothing a few days ago, so let's not talk about it. Now, Miss Ji is my one and only dream goddess."
Zuan's face darkened considerably. This bastard was insulting a monk in front of him! If he tolerated this, he would be unworthy of the title of keyboard warrior.
So he leaned in, pretending to listen intently, and suddenly shouted, "What did you say? You said Miss Ji is your dream goddess?"
He is now at the second rank, third level, and his voice is much louder than that of a normal person. Everyone in the room turned around instantly when they heard his words.
The red-faced man immediately became anxious: "What nonsense are you talking about? I was talking about a dream..."
Before he could explain, Zu'an interrupted him: "Oh, you said you came here today to steal some of Miss Ji's personal belongings? Ugh, you're disgusting. I'm ashamed to be associated with you."
While speaking, he pushed the man, ostensibly to move away from him, but actually pushing him into the crowd.
"I didn't, I didn't..." Sensing the murderous gazes around him, the red-faced man panicked and hurriedly explained, but unfortunately, someone shouted, "Beat him up!"
He was then swallowed up by the crowd.
Lu Renjia's anger level increased by 666!
Zuan calmly straightened his clothes and walked directly to the front door.
Cheng Shouping blinked, surprised. "Is that even possible?" Despite his shock, he quickly followed.
Just then, a furious roar came from the inner room: "Get the hell out of here! Stop making noise and disturbing my sleep!"
Then the previously closed door slowly opened:
"Dr. Ji is out! Dr. Ji is out!"
The group that was beating Lu Renjia suddenly swarmed back to the doorway like a swarm of bees, leaving only a pitiful man covered in footprints and bloodstains lying on the ground.
Zuan stared intently at the man who came out. His face was thin and gaunt, and one could still vaguely see the handsome features he had in his youth. However, now he was unkempt with a full beard, and with two prominent dark circles under his eyes, as well as the strong smell of alcohol that wafted from afar, he looked every bit the disheveled middle-aged man.
Zuan did not underestimate him at all, because his ears were still ringing from the roar the other party had just given him, which clearly showed that the other party's cultivation was far superior to his own.
That's more like it. This person in front of me looks like a master, just like that Drunken Sword Immortal, except his face isn't as round.
"Miracle doctor, where is your daughter?" A person next to me asked with a fawning smile.
Doctor Ji glanced at him sideways and asked, "Who are you?"
"Miracle doctor, don't you remember me? I'm Wang Fugui, I come here often." The man hurriedly introduced himself.
“I don’t remember,” Doctor Ji picked at his ear with his little finger and then flicked it casually. “This doctor only remembers pretty girls or rich guys… cough cough, guest, you’ve definitely never paid me.”
Wang Fugui chuckled and said, "Although I've never been treated by you, Miss Ji has treated me a few times..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Doctor Ji, who roared in anger: "I was wondering why business had been getting worse lately. Turns out it's all because that money-loser was treating you guys for free. Get the hell out of here!"
"A money-loser?" Zu An was stunned. How could she describe her daughter like that? Was she really her biological daughter?
"We're looking for Miss Ji, not you..." The man's voice softened involuntarily after being glared at by Doctor Ji.
"He's not here. I sent him out of the city to gather herbs so he wouldn't disturb my business." Doctor Ji pulled out a chair and leisurely lay down on it. "If you want to see a doctor, either pay a hundred taels of silver for the registration fee or complete my task. Otherwise, get the hell out of here, or don't blame me for being impolite!"
Seeing that their dream goddess was not there, most people scattered, clearly having suffered losses before. However, some who genuinely wanted to see a doctor remained and pleaded, "Dr. Ji, we really can't afford 100 taels of silver. Please have mercy and make an exception for us."
Doctor Ji took a sip from his wine gourd, and without even glancing at him, said, "Although I, Ji Dengtu, can cure all diseases, I cannot cure yours."
The man immediately became anxious: "I haven't even described the symptoms to you yet, how do you know it's hopeless?"
The renowned doctor finally glanced at him and said, "Because you have the disease of poverty, how can I treat you?"
"You have no medical ethics whatsoever! What kind of miracle doctor are you!" The man's face flushed red instantly, clearly hurt in his pride, and he walked away sullenly.
Doctor Ji remained reclining in the old chair, humming an unknown tune, without even glancing at him.
At this moment, another man with a lewd appearance approached and secretly slipped a colorful picture book into his hand: "Dr. Ji, this is what I just got, the latest edition from Heaven and Earth."
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