Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

"Mom!" Liu Mazi cried out anxiously from the side, "Say less!"

"Shut up!" the old lady glared at him. "If you weren't always causing trouble outside, would I have gotten stomach problems from all this anger?"

Liu Mazi shrank back and didn't dare to say a word.

Chen Ping smiled. He hadn't expected that Liu Mazi, this big scoundrel, would be afraid of his mother. It seemed that this guy wasn't too bad; at least he was filial to his parents.

"Auntie, please put your hand out."

Chen Ping asked the old lady to extend her hand and placed three fingers on her pulse.

In that instant, all those thoughts flooded back into my mind.

He could see the old woman's stomach; the stomach wall was as thin as a sheet of paper, the mucosa was severely atrophied, and there were several erosions and bleeding points.

If there is a severe deficiency in stomach acid secretion, the food cannot be digested and gets stuck in the stomach, making it impossible to eat.

Chronic atrophic gastritis with erosion.

I've been treated for this illness at both the county hospital and the city hospital. The prescriptions were nothing more than medications to protect the gastric mucosa, medications to promote gastric motility, and medications to supplement digestive enzymes.

It only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. It works while you're taking it, but the symptoms return when you stop.

Chen Ping released his grip and pondered for a while.

"Can it be cured?" Liu Mazi asked nervously.

"Yes, we can." Chen Ping nodded. "But we have to take it slowly; it's not something that can be done in a day or two."

He picked up a pen from the table and wrote down a prescription.

It's not just a simple prescription; it's a combination of food and medicine. It consists of yam, lotus seeds, fox nuts, and Job's tears. They are stir-fried, ground into powder, and taken as a spoonful each morning and evening with boiling water.

Two more herbs were added, astragalus and salvia miltiorrhiza, to replenish qi and blood and improve blood supply to the gastric mucosa.

"Eat it for a month first."

Chen Ping handed the prescription to Liu Mazi, "After a month, your appetite should be better, and your stomach pain shouldn't be so bad. Come back to me then, and I'll change the prescription. Take it for another two months, and you should be almost fully recovered."

"Really?" Liu Mazi took the prescription, his hands trembling.

"real."

Chen Ping was very confident, "But your mother's illness requires 30% treatment and 70% care. She needs to be careful about what she eats; cold, hard, spicy, and greasy foods are all off-limits. She should eat small, frequent meals, four or five a day, and only eat until she's half full at each meal."

"I've got it, I've got it!" Liu Mazi nodded repeatedly, then turned to the old lady and said, "Mom, did you hear me? Don't eat spicy food anymore!"

"It's better if you don't upset me!" The old lady said sarcastically, but her eyes were already red.

She stood up and took Chen Ping's hand: "Dr. Chen, thank you. What happened last time was my fault, that good-for-nothing son of mine. I apologized to you on his behalf. He was locked up for a few days, which is his retribution."

Liu Mazi was detained at the police station for a few days, and his mother also knew that Liu Mazi had caused trouble for Chen Ping.

"Auntie, what's past is past," Chen Ping said with a smile.

Liu Mazi stood to the side, his lips trembling several times, and suddenly knelt down with a thud.

"Dr. Chen! I was wrong last time. I was a bastard, I was inhuman! Please don't hold a grudge against me!" Liu Mazi said in a hoarse voice.

"Get up, get up!" Chen Ping quickly went to help him up.

Liu Mazi didn't get up, but knelt on the ground with red eyes: "Dr. Chen, my mother has been sick for several years. I've taken her to many hospitals and spent a lot of money, but she just can't be cured."

I didn't say it, but I was anxious inside! It wasn't easy for her to raise me. My father passed away early, leaving just the two of us..."

As he spoke, his voice choked up. He wiped his face and continued, "You promised to treat my mother's illness today, so you are my benefactor, Liu Mazi!"

From now on, in Siping Township, if anyone dares to cause you trouble, I, Liu Mazi, will be the first to object!

Chen Ping helped him up: "Alright, get up and talk."

Liu Mazi stood up, about to say something, when his cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

He took it out, glanced at it, his expression changed, hesitated for two seconds, and then accepted it.

"Brother Biao".

He called out, his voice completely different from before. He had spoken softly to Chen Ping earlier, but now it was hard and cold.

Upon hearing the name "Brother Biao," Chen Ping instantly understood that this was a call from Sang Biao to Liu Mazi.

It was this Sang Biao who instigated Liu Mazi to cause trouble for him.

What was said on the other end of the phone wasn't loud, but everyone present heard it.

It was a gruff male voice, tinged with impatience: "Liu Mazi, Young Master Xiao is asking you, how's that matter going? Why haven't we heard anything yet? Did you spend the money and then not do anything?"

Liu Mazi's expression changed completely.

He glanced at Chen Ping, took a deep breath, pressed the phone to his ear, and raised his voice: "Brother Biao, please tell Young Master Xiao that I can't handle that matter."

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then asked, "What did you say?"

I said I couldn't do it.

Liu Mazi's voice was firm. "Dr. Chen is now one of us in Siping Township. My mother's illness is still counting on him to treat her. If anyone tries to harm him in Siping Township, I, Liu Mazi, will be the first to object."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then Sang Biao's voice turned cold: "Liu Mazi, are you fucking crazy? You dare to shirk your responsibility for Young Master Xiao's matter?"

"I'm not crazy, Brother Biao. Don't bother me with the Siping Township matter anymore. I'll transfer that 500 yuan to you later."

When Liu Mazi said this, it seemed as if he had made a great decision.

"You fucking..."

Before Sang Biao could finish speaking, Liu Mazi hung up the phone.

The courtyard was quiet for several seconds.

Liu Mazi put his phone back in his pocket, turned around, looked at Chen Ping, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were hard.

"Dr. Chen, don't worry, with me here, no one will dare to come to Siping Township to cause you trouble."

Chen Ping looked at him without saying a word.

Zhao Guosheng stood to the side, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a long time.

He couldn't believe that Liu Mazi, who had caused trouble at the health center just a few days ago, was now standing on Chen Ping's side and protecting him.

Wang Tao was also stunned. He looked at Liu Mazi and then at Chen Ping, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Liu Mazi didn't say anything more and helped the old lady walk out.

As she reached the door, she glanced back at Chen Ping and said, "Dr. Chen, I'll bring my mother for a follow-up appointment in a month. Don't worry, I'll pay for the medicine in full."

"Pay the medicine fee as it is, but don't overpay," Chen Ping said.

Liu Mazi nodded and helped the old lady away.

The courtyard was quiet for a while, then Zhao Guosheng let out a long sigh, picked up the mug and took a big gulp of tea, his hands still trembling.

"This Liu Mazi..." He shook his head, unsure of what to say.

Wang Tao leaned closer to Chen Ping and whispered, "Dr. Chen, who is this Mr. Xiao they mentioned on the phone?"

Chen Ping didn't answer and turned back to the consultation room.

As Cui Ying watched his retreating figure, she recalled what Chen Ping had said that night: "I offended the boss and was sent here."

At the time, she thought she was just an unlucky person being given the cold shoulder.

Now she realizes that things aren't that simple.

That young master Xiao is the one who truly wants to deal with Chen Ping.

Chen Ping didn't say anything to her.

Cui Ying stood there for a while, then turned and went back to the accounting office.

She lowered her head, opened the folder, but couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.