The shop assistant, perplexed, twitched the corner of his mouth and turned his gaze to Qin Changlin inside the room.
Qin Changlin waved his hand at him, indicating that he should leave.
The shop assistant showed a gruff demeanor towards Old Madame Huang, saying, "Then please, proceed as you wish!"
"Hey! What’s with that attitude? I am..."
"Madame Gu!" Before she could finish, she saw Qin Changlin approaching with a smile.
Old Madame Huang sized him up for a moment before recognizing him - wasn’t this the inept apprentice who had treated Sanya’s facial injury at her home? In the end, she had berated him so much that he didn’t even dare to charge a consultation fee.
Luckily for Sanya, her facial wound had healed; otherwise, Old Madame Huang would have never spared this quack.
"Ahem!" Old Madame Huang put on airs and pointed at Qin Changlin: "I came here today to invite the doctor to my home for a consultation."
Qin Changlin’s eyebrows twitched as he pointed to a signboard in front of Jisheng Hall and spoke in a gentle voice, "Madame, please look at this!"
Old Madame Huang couldn’t read a single big character. She felt that Qin Changlin was humiliating her and suddenly became enraged, shouting, "What do you mean by this? Are you looking down on me? Let me tell you, my granddaughter is one of the proprietors of Jisheng Hall!"
His shouting reminded Qin Changlin that many old folks in the village were illiterate. He hurriedly offered an apologetic smile, "Oh, Madame, I surely wouldn’t dare to look down on you. I wanted to inform you that our Jisheng Hall has a rule now: the doctor does not make house calls. If there is a patient at home who is too ill to come to us, a small amount of Silver Coin can be paid, and we will send our medical carriage to bring the patient here to stay in the infirmary of Jisheng Hall for treatment. They can leave any time they’re cured. It’s convenient for the patient; it’s convenient for us, isn’t it?"
Old Madame Huang was stunned for a moment, then cursed again after a while, "What sort of nonsensical rule is this? Who ever heard of moving a sick person so ill they can’t walk to someone else’s place? If they happen to die by accident, wouldn’t it mean dying away from home, unable to find the way back?"
"Oh!" Qin Changlin shivered in spirit and became serious, "Does your family have someone who is that severely ill? May I ask who it is?"
Qin Changlin remembered that Gu Youyou was very fond of her grandfather. If it was the elderly gentleman who had become this ill, the rules might not matter; Sister Youyou would surely be the first to go to the Gu Family to see the patient.
Old Madame Huang was startled and suddenly turned pale with anger. She grabbed the front of Qin Changlin’s clothes and yelled, "You foul-mouthed thing, who are you cursing? Let me tell you, if anything happens to my daughter-in-law and my great-grandson, that will be your responsibility. Come on, let’s go have a look!"
Your daughter-in-law and great-grandson should be your son’s responsibility, shouldn’t they? How did it become mine? Qin Changlin was taken aback.
Old Madame Huang had a strong voice and was loud. When she started to howl, people on the street gathered around.
Gu Youyou, with her sharp ears, heard her voice from inside the courtyard and muttered to herself that this was not good. She hastily straightened her dress and came out.
In the middle of the street, a fierce-looking old lady was aggressively holding onto a young man’s clothes. The young man was Qin Changlin, the familiar doctor from Jisheng Hall?
The neighbors started whispering among themselves.
"Who is this old lady? How dare she treat Qin Changlin like that?"
"Shh, seeing how afraid Qin Changlin is of her, she might be his grandmother."
"My goodness, even if she’s the grandmother, she shouldn’t treat her grandson . It’s so embarrassing, scolding him in the middle of the street, and how is Qin Changlin supposed to face others?"
"Indeed, it’s outrageous."
"This is outright abducting!"