"Dr. Feng, what exactly were you trying to say just now?"
Gao Churou didn't care, but Wang Qian pressed on, "Can this disease be completely cured?"
Feng Guangrong hesitated for a moment before saying reluctantly, "I can't guarantee that."
Wang Qian couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed.
He had just thought that Feng Guangrong had some kind of folk remedy that could cure him.
In hindsight, he was overthinking things.
Next, Gao Churou started to chatter on and on, talking to him about everything from astronomy and geography to national affairs and everyday family matters.
Feng Guangrong, however, was left out in the cold.
Just as he was dozing off, Wang Qian suddenly seemed to remember something and said to Feng Guangrong in the back seat, "Dr. Feng, do you still want to continue treating patients and saving lives?"
Feng Guangrong, who was staring blankly out the car window, was slightly taken aback, and for a moment seemed not to believe that Wang Qian would talk to him.
The question she asked, in particular, stumped him instantly.
Should we continue treating and saving lives?
These words were like a thorn, piercing his most vulnerable nerve.
His expression shifted for a moment, then he suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Xiao Qian, don't joke about this with me."
In the passenger seat, Gao Churou frequently gave Wang Qian meaningful glances.
In this era of widespread adoption of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM), it is almost universally perceived as a "fraud."
This Feng Guangrong was clearly a down-on-his-luck traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.
Just by looking at his clothes and the self-conscious tone of his voice, you could tell that he was living in dire straits.
Bringing up the other person's medical practice at this time would be like rubbing salt into a wound.
However, Wang Qian acted as if he hadn't seen her hint and continued, "Dr. Feng, I've heard about you."
Feng Guangrong's expression changed drastically.
but,
He remained silent.
But since Wang Qian had already started, he naturally wouldn't stop easily.
"Two years ago, you prescribed a medicine for Zhang Yunfu in the village. He took it home and his condition not only did not improve, but it worsened. He was sent to the county hospital and was saved."
"Later, he sued you in court."
"After the court hearing, it was ultimately determined that you were practicing medicine improperly and did not have a medical license, and were ordered to pay Zhang Yunfu more than 8,000 yuan in compensation."
"Then, Zhang Yunfu spread the news everywhere and even embellished the story to smear you."
"Before long, everyone believed it to be true. When people got sick, they would only go to see Western doctors, and no one would come to you for treatment anymore, is that right?"
After saying all this in one breath, Wang Qian slowed down the car a little and took a moment to look back at Feng Guangrong in the back seat.
He had only wanted to see Feng Guangrong's reaction, but what he saw surprised him.
At this moment, Feng Guangrong looked like he was going crazy. His face was contorted with pain, his hands were tightly gripping the hem of his clothes, and two lines of tears had already streamed down his cheeks.
"Xiao Qian, look what you've done!"
Gao Churou noticed it too and whispered a reprimand.
"Enough!"
Suddenly enraged, Feng Guangrong shouted, "Stop the car! Let me out! I'll pay you back the 50 cents I owe you within three days!"
"Dr. Feng, please don't misunderstand!"
Seeing that the time was almost right, Wang Qian said at the opportune moment, "I'm telling you all this just to tell you a secret."
Feng Guangrong was slightly taken aback.
But perhaps because he was angry, he still didn't say anything.
Wang Qian said to himself, "Dr. Feng, what would you think if I told you that Zhang Yunfu was paid by someone else to deliberately frame you?"
"What? You were framed?"
Before Feng Guangrong could speak, Gao Churou exclaimed in surprise.
On the contrary, Feng Guangrong didn't react at all, as if he already knew about it.
After a moment, he forced himself to calm down and said in a hoarse voice, "I appreciate your kindness, but this is my own business, so please don't ask any more questions."
He also knew that Wang Qian meant well.
Otherwise, he would have already lost control.
"So you knew all along that Zhang Yunfu was deliberately extorting you!"
Seeing the change in Feng Guangrong's expression, Wang Qian sighed, "Since you know this, why don't you appeal to the court?"
Is appealing useful?
Feng Guangrong suddenly laughed, but the laughter was filled with endless desolation. "Zhang Yunfu was well prepared. He has all kinds of witnesses and physical evidence. If I appeal again, it will only be a waste of time and money."
He paused, then added, "And I know nothing about these things, nor do I know how to do them."
"So you're just going to let others extort you?" Gao Churou said indignantly.
She didn't have much affection for traditional Chinese medicine to begin with, but after hearing the conversation between Wang Qian and Feng Guangrong, she was also stirred up by a sense of justice.
It was clearly extortion, yet we had no choice but to accept it.
Who could stand this?
"What can I do even if I'm unwilling to accept it?"
Feng Guangrong shook his head. "I don't have a medical license, and Zhang Yunfu produced evidence. There were even people helping him forge documents. I'm already being treated leniently for not being arrested and imprisoned."
"Isn't there any other way?" Gao Churou asked, her face full of resentment.
"It's been so long, let's just let it go." Feng Guangrong waved his hand weakly.
At this point, Wang Qian repeated, "Will you continue to treat patients?"
Feng Guangrong frowned.
Wang Qian had asked this question twice already.
At first, he felt that Wang Qian was deliberately exposing his shortcomings and making fun of him, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
But after talking for so long, he figured it out.
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