"Brother, what's wrong with Lord Zhong?" Cai Fanzhou looked at Cai Jirong with a bewildered expression.
Cai Jirong wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that Lord Zhong was angry. But since Lord Zhong had come to the clinic, he had served him politely and hadn't offended him in any way.
"Are you sick?" Cai Jirong looked at Cai Fanzhou with annoyance.
Cai Fanzhou shook his head: "No."
With Lord Zhong coming, how could he dare to fall ill? Even if he were sick, he would have to endure it. He was even thinking of getting closer to Lord Zhong so that Wanqing could replace Su Ruojin in treating the prefect's wife.
"Then why did the adult say you were sick?"
Cai Fanzhou was about to shake his head to indicate that he didn't know either when his expression suddenly changed drastically.
Cai Jirong also noticed this and hurriedly asked, "What exactly happened? Tell me clearly, lest we offend Lord Zhong without even knowing it ourselves."
Cai Fanzhou thought about it and felt it was impossible, but he still told Cai Jirong about how several villagers had brought a seriously ill old man to the clinic to see him that day.
Cai Jirong stroked his beard and fell into deep thought.
If, as Cai Fanzhou claims, it was just a few villagers coming to see a doctor, then it wouldn't matter if Cai Fanzhou didn't want to see them.
But why would Lord Zhong behave this way?
Cai Jirong was completely baffled: "Never mind, I'll take this century-old ginseng and go visit Prefect Lin later."
Seeing the way Prefect Zhong looked today, Cai Jirong had a bad feeling. He wouldn't feel at ease until he got to the bottom of this.
As soon as Cai Jirong stepped out of the clinic, he saw several yamen runners arrive in front of it.
The head constable announced, "By order of the Prefect, we are to remove the plaque of Jirentang Yanyang First Medical Hall."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and several other yamen runners came forward to take down a small plaque next to the "Ji Ren Tang" plaque that read "Yan Yang First Medical Center".
This was written by Prefect Zhong himself.
Cai Jirong panicked and rushed forward to stop them: "Oh, gentlemen, gentlemen, let's talk this out, let's talk this out. What's going on? Why are you taking down our clinic's signboard?"
The head constable pushed Cai Jirong aside: "We are just following orders. If you have any questions, go and talk to the prefect."
After saying that, he turned around and urged, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and pick them, we have to go back and report later!"
"yes!"
With the help of the yamen runners, the servants in the clinic dared not stop them and could only watch helplessly as the runners brought a ladder and took down the signboard.
A crowd had gathered at the entrance of the clinic, all pointing and whispering.
"What happened to Jirentang?"
"Did we offend the prefect?"
"Definitely, otherwise why would the plaque have been removed?"
"Is there any misunderstanding? I think Jirentang is a very good place."
"What a load of rubbish! Didn't we have a quack doctor earlier? I bet it's mostly because of this."
"What quack doctor? Tell me quickly."
"Isn't that Ma Yun'an..."
A group of people gathered around that person and listened to his story.
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