Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

"Brother Ye, should we go directly to the owner of that Western medicine clinic to argue with him?" Ah Long asked.

"We definitely have to go. They've already done it on the first day of the month, so we have to do it on the fifteenth!" Ye Chen said calmly.

Li Wenlong hesitated for a moment before speaking, "However, we currently have no evidence to suggest that they were the ones who ordered this to be done!"

"Who said we needed evidence?" Ye Chen chuckled.

"But didn't you say they have a lot of power behind them? Isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to go there rashly?" Li Wenlong hesitated.

He always felt that this matter needed to be carefully planned.

"What are you afraid of, you're just a cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining?" Ye Chen teased.

Li Wenlong smiled wryly: "Sigh, Master, please don't laugh at me. I'm just a mere first level of Qi Refining, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person. My strength is still insufficient!"

Just then, Zhang Qian walked into the traditional Chinese medicine clinic and asked in confusion, "Master, why is it damp outside, and why does it smell strange?"

Although Zhang Qian has not yet completed her probationary period and has not officially become an apprentice, the way she addresses him has already changed without anyone noticing.

Her point was that since she'd have to call him that sooner or later anyway, she might as well get used to it first.

Li Wenlong turned to look at her, frowning, and said, "Didn't I tell you not to come today? What are you doing here? This is ridiculous!"

"Master, I haven't been doing much at home. I've come to regard the TCM clinic as my second home, so I came here," Zhang Qian said weakly.

Li Wenlong sighed, it was all his fault for not explaining things clearly.

Zhang Qian was unaware of what had happened at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

"Never mind, we're already here, it's fine!" Ye Chen waved his hand.

"The traditional Chinese medicine clinic is open as usual. Ah Long and I will go sit next door for a bit!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen stood up.

"Master, I'll go with you!" Li Wenlong also stood up.

Since his master is going, there's no reason for him to stay behind.

Ye Chen laughed and said, "I already said we're not going to fight, so we don't need so many people. Too many people will just make it seem like we're afraid of them!"

"But......"

Ye Chen stated firmly, "No buts. You stay and handle the patients. Right now, many villagers are probably watching our reaction. After this incident, we can't afford to lose our composure. Maintaining orderly operations is the best way to prove ourselves!"

"Alright!" Li Wenlong had no choice but to nod.

Ah Long grabbed a mop, ready to follow, but Ye Chen rolled his eyes at him: "What are you doing with that mop? Planning to mop the floor for someone else? Put it down!"

"Oh!" Ah Long said, and had no choice but to put the mop down.

And so the two of them went out.

"Master, where did Grandmaster go? What are you talking about?"

Zhang Qian asked in confusion.

After a moment's thought, Li Wenlong decided to tell Zhang Qian about it, so she wouldn't be completely unaware.

After briefly recounting what had happened, Li Wenlong stared at Zhang Qian for a long while before finally speaking slowly:

"Our TCM clinic is being targeted, and we might have to close down at any time. We also face personal safety issues. If you're scared, you can find another way to make a living. I can decide to pay your salary this month in advance!"

Zhang Qian looked Li Wenlong up and down: "Master, you don't look like you've been covered in a sack."

Li Wenlong opened his mouth, the marks from the beating were essentially due to blocked blood and qi.

He's a cultivator, you know; those traces disappeared during his cultivation yesterday.

"Cough cough, do I need to lift it up for you to see if I have internal injuries?" Li Wenlong said irritably.

"You saw what happened at the entrance; those people dumped trash all over the place. We just cleaned it up. This kind of thing will probably happen frequently for a while!"

Li Wenlong wasn't exaggerating; he was simply telling the truth.

Zhang Qian pursed her lips: "Master, what do you take me for? Now that the TCM clinic is in trouble, I can't leave even more. I want to stay with the TCM clinic until the very end. It's rare to find such a good place to stay. Even if you kick me out, I won't leave!"

Zhang Qian stared intently at Li Wenlong.

The two stared at each other for a moment!

Li Wenlong nodded and didn't say anything more.

That was also his final test of Zhang Qian.

If Zhang Qian backs down, it proves that there is no master-disciple relationship between them.

Zhang Qian passed his test without a doubt.

It wouldn't be out of the question to formally accept Zhang Qian as my apprentice after this incident...

Meanwhile, Ye Chen led Ah Long straight to the front of the Western medicine clinic.

The Western medicine clinic looked quite lively, like a supermarket having a big promotion, with signs advertising 8.8% off everything!

There's a sign at the entrance that says, "Free eggs for customers who come in!"

There were indeed several elderly people in the store listening to a staff member explain health products.

It still has some popularity.

Ah Long couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It's ironic that a clinic is run like a supermarket!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Let's go in and get some eggs too!"

Ye Chen stepped into the store first and immediately spotted a middle-aged man with a receding hairline sitting at the consultation table!

He was leaning back in his chair, scrolling through his phone, occasionally grinning with a lewd smile, completely absorbed in what he was looking at.

Ye Chen walked straight to the consultation table and sat down.

Upon seeing someone arrive, the middle-aged man with a receding hairline turned off his phone, glanced at Ye Chen, and asked casually, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ye Chen pointed to his chest: "It doesn't feel comfortable here!"

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline sized up Ye Chen a few times, seemingly assessing Ye Chen's spending power.

Ye Chen's clothes are no longer cheap, and although they don't show that he's extremely wealthy, they do indicate that he has considerable purchasing power.

The middle-aged man with the receding hairline seemed to have made a judgment. He coughed lightly and straightened his expression: "Ahem, your illness is quite serious. Why did you only come to see me now? Heart problems are a very serious issue!"

"What should we do? Will it be dangerous?" Ye Chen's words were not calm, but he was very calm.

The middle-aged man with the receding hairline nodded: "It's more than just dangerous; you could collapse at any moment. You're so young, what can I say to you? Your problem is very serious; you need immediate medical attention!"

"Huh? Do you have a solution? Do we need to go to the hospital?" Ye Chen asked cooperatively.

"I can see your problem, so I naturally have a solution. In your case, going to the hospital will only result in taking medicine. Since you're here, I'll prescribe a few courses of medication for you first. Come back to pick them up when you've finished them!" The middle-aged man with the receding hairline said, already starting to write and draw on the paper.

"How much does one course of treatment cost?" Ye Chen asked casually.

"Do you want regular medicine or something better?" The middle-aged man with the Mediterranean discoloration observed Ye Chen's expression.

"How much does a regular one cost, and how much does a better one cost?"

"A typical course of treatment costs around 1200 yuan, while better ones are imported special drugs, so they are more expensive, costing around 5000 yuan per course. However, I can guarantee that it will not recur!" the middle-aged man with the Mediterranean in the middle said confidently.