The First Military God of the Border

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Inside the lobby on the first floor.

The scene was chaotic.

Drinkers and troublemakers alike crowded into the lobby.

Some drinkers even stood around watching the troublemakers, holding their glasses.

There were three people causing trouble. The leader of them was pointing at the person rolling on the ground and shouting loudly, as if he was afraid that his business would be affected.

"The alcohol at Shiweitian is killing people, it's going to kill them."

"How can you be so heartless? You don't care about the lives of your customers just to make money."

"Where did the proprietress go? The proprietress... the proprietress..."

"If you don't give us an explanation today, I'll burn down the Shiweitian Restaurant."

The person rolling on the ground was trembling all over, his lips were white, and he was wailing again and again, as if he was really about to die.

The onlookers, enjoying the spectacle, began to discuss it animatedly.

"No way?"

"Do you think their 'Food is Heaven' wine might actually be poisonous?"

"Not necessarily. Who knows how such a strong liquor was brewed when it suddenly appeared out of nowhere?"

"What should we do then? We've already had it several times. What if there's really a problem?"

"I don't think so. Ever since Shiweitian launched Thirty Mile Red, I've come every day and haven't seen any problems."

"Not necessarily, what if?"

With the troublemakers leading the way, these drinkers no longer found their drinks appealing.

Song Qingyan, who was going downstairs, happened to witness this scene. In order to mitigate the impact, she immediately walked into the crowd.

He first glanced at the person on the ground who was suffering from a stomachache, then smiled and said, "Sir, is our wine unsuitable?"

"There must be something wrong with your liquor. Look, my brother is barely alive. Boss Song, give us an explanation."

Song Qingyan remained unfazed: "Fine, if there really is something wrong with the wine from Shiweitian, then we'll definitely have to give an explanation. But how can we prove that he became like this after drinking Shiweitian's wine?"

Where is the evidence?

Upon hearing Song Qingyan's words, an elderly man in his sixties stood up, took a big gulp of wine, and said unsteadily, "I think these young men are here to cause trouble."

"Shiweitian has been open for decades, offering delicious food at reasonable prices. I come here every day, and I'm still alive and well. If the wine were poisonous, this old man should have been poisoned to death long ago."

"They cause trouble without even considering the area."

Seeing that an old man dared to speak up for Shi Weitian, the leader angrily said, "Old man, get out of my way! Our brothers are about to die, and you still dare to make sarcastic remarks."

The old drinker was so frightened that he backed away and stopped talking.

Some people who couldn't stand it wanted to stand up and speak out for the sake of food and the heavens, but they were stopped by the other drinkers at the same table.

"Don't make trouble for yourself. None of the three Zhou brothers are good people. If you mess with them, you won't be able to sleep peacefully at night."

The others remained still, quietly drinking their own drinks.

Seeing that the many patrons were intimidated by him, the leader smiled smugly and turned to stare intently at Song Qingyan: "Boss Song, if you don't give us an explanation today, the three of us brothers won't be so polite. We'll burn your place down in a big fire. Don't say we brothers are ruthless."

The leader spoke with a fierce expression, seemingly trying to force Song Qingyan to submit with his menacing demeanor.

Song Qingyan's expression changed; these people were no longer simply looking for trouble.

They're planning to shut down Shiweitian. No matter what Song Qingyan does, Shiweitian's newly built-up popularity will vanish.

If they pay compensation, it's tantamount to admitting that their liquor is defective. If they don't pay compensation, these three are all shameless scoundrels. They might not be able to burn down the shop in front of so many people, but they will definitely cause some damage and looting.

Just then, a hearty laugh rang out: "Who is it? So arrogant, as if I don't exist?"

Lin Hui slowly walked out.

Upon seeing Lin Hui's appearance, the Zhou brothers couldn't help but take a few steps back, because they sensed killing intent emanating from him.

Seeing Lin Hui stand up for her again, Song Qingyan felt warm inside. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and affection as she looked at Lin Hui.

"It's you who insists on making food your everything."

"That's easy, I can have someone go to the kitchen and get a torch right now."

Lin Hui's expression remained calm, but his tone suddenly hardened: "However, before you burn it, I need to check if this brother is really poisoned."

As he spoke, Lin Hui looked at the third son of the Zhou family lying on the ground.

Upon seeing this, the eldest son of the Zhou family, who was in charge, immediately stepped in to stop it.

"Who are you?"

"I'm talking to Boss Song right now, you'd better not interfere, otherwise, we brothers might..."

"What should we do?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Hui interrupted the eldest son of the Zhou family.

Lin Hui chuckled: "That's right. I've been studying medicine with a reclusive master since I was a child, and it's been almost twenty years. Although I don't practice medicine in a clinic, I still know how to observe, listen, inquire, and palpate."

"What, are you faking it? Are you afraid to let me diagnose it?"

The eldest son of the Zhou family swallowed hard, unsure of what to say.

The surrounding drinkers seized the opportunity to stir up trouble: "Let him see..."

"That's right. Since they know medicine, they can take a look and see what the problem is. That way, they can save the person faster."

"Yes, let him see it."

The third son of the Zhou family had no choice but to wave his hand, signaling Lin Hui to take a look.

Lin Hui nodded politely and took the hand of Zhou's third son.

In reality, Lin Hui only knew a little first aid; he didn't really have much real medical skill, and his understanding of pulse diagnosis was only superficial.

At this moment, he was just putting on an act.

While pretending to take Zhou's pulse, Lin Hui suddenly twisted Zhou's third son's waist hard when no one was paying attention.

The third son of the Zhou family, who had been lying half-dead on the ground, suddenly shouted, showing no signs of poisoning whatsoever. He sprang to his feet and began cursing at Lin Hui:

"What the hell are you, daring to secretly pinch me like that?"

Lin Hui ignored the enraged third son of the Zhou family and instead made a face that everyone had already seen.

The people around immediately understood when they saw the third son of the Zhou family, who had been half-dead, suddenly become lively and energetic.

Immediately, the surrounding area was filled with whispers and pointing fingers at the Zhou brothers.

"I knew it! How could Shiweitian do something like that?"

"So it was you three brothers trying to extort money from me."

"Yes, it's one thing for the three of you to be arrogant and domineering all the time, but how dare you do such a heinous thing in front of so many people?"

Now it was the Zhou brothers' turn to be dumbfounded.

Their plan was originally flawless, but unexpectedly, a maverick appeared out of nowhere and completely ruined it.

The third son of the Zhou family glared at the third son: "What's wrong with you? Why are you getting up?"

"Big brother, this isn't my fault! That kid used dirty tricks, it hurt so much!"

"Idiot, can't you just be more patient?"

"Walk……."

The eldest son of the Zhou family stared at Lin Hui for a moment, and finally left Shiweitian with his two brothers, feeling unwilling.