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

Chen Ping continued to treat the patients, and time passed by, minute by minute.

About half an hour later, Chen Ping was writing a prescription for an old lady.

Suddenly, the sounds of arguing and shouting came from inside the courtyard.

The noise grew louder and louder. Someone was cursing, their voice was very rough, mixed with the shouts of several men and the screams of a woman, all of which sounded particularly jarring in the quiet afternoon.

Chen Ping paused for a moment, looked up and glanced outside, finished writing the prescription and handed it to the old lady, gave her a few instructions, and then stood up and left the clinic.

Wang Tao, Zhou Jie, and Sun Xiaoyan also came out, and the group stood in the corridor looking towards the courtyard gate.

The area outside the courtyard was in complete chaos.

The driver who caused the accident was surrounded by five or six people, both men and women, all with fierce faces, hurling vulgar insults, their fingers almost poking the driver's face.

Two traffic police officers stood in the middle, arms outstretched to block the crowd. One of the shorter officers even had his hat knocked askew, and he was shouting at the top of his lungs, "Back up! Everyone back up! Let's talk this out! Don't fight!"

The most eye-catching person in the crowd was a man in his early thirties with a buzz cut, wearing a tight black leather jacket, and a face full of fat.

He cursed and shoved the traffic police officer, his voice so loud it could be heard throughout the street: "My dad got hit and you're telling me to back up? I'll back up your mother's leg! None of you are leaving here until you hand over 100,000 yuan!"

The young woman rushed out of the treatment room, and as soon as she saw her husband arrive with his men, she straightened up immediately.

She spotted Chen Ping standing in the corridor, pointed at him, and her voice was so shrill it could shatter glass: "Honey, it's him! That doctor surnamed Chen! He's the one who deliberately ruined Dad's leg!"

"They didn't even give Dad anesthesia, they just forced his bones back into place! You didn't hear how much he screamed!"

"Last time you said we deliberately tried to extort him, today we'll teach our dad a lesson."

The man with the buzz cut looked in the direction his wife was pointing, and his eyes immediately turned red.

He shook off the traffic policeman's arm, strode towards Chen Ping, and without saying a word, threw a punch at him.

Chen Ping dodged to the side, the fist whizzing past his ear before striking the corridor wall with a dull thud, scraping the skin off the back of his hand.

Wang Tao grabbed a shovel leaning against the wall from behind a pillar, and was about to charge forward when Chen Ping grabbed his arm and said, "Don't move."

The man with the buzz cut, seeing that his punch had missed, became even angrier, cursing, "Why the hell are you dodging?! You dare bully my dad? I'll kill you today!"

Chen Ping stood in the corridor, looking at the man with a buzz cut who was swearing constantly, and at the several equally aggressive men behind him and the two yelling women. His tone remained calm: "Get to the point, don't resort to violence. Your father's leg was broken in a car accident. Our clinic provided emergency treatment; we didn't deliberately torment him."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the traffic police or people at other health centers."

The man with the buzz cut wouldn't listen at all, and the words he spewed out were increasingly vulgar, spitting all over Chen Ping's white coat.

He suddenly reached behind his waist, pulled out a dagger, the blade flashed in the sunlight, and stabbed it towards Chen Ping's chest.

The change came so suddenly that everyone around was stunned.

The two traffic police officers were too far away to rush over in time.

Wang Tao hadn't even had a chance to raise the shovel in his hand yet.

Zhou Jie screamed in the corridor and covered her mouth with her hand.

Chen Ping saw the dagger and was about to dodge when suddenly a figure rushed over from the side.

Cui Ying came out of the accounting office at some point; she had been standing at the corner of the corridor watching the commotion in the courtyard.

The moment he saw the dagger appear, he lunged forward as if he had been launched by something, shoving Chen Ping's shoulders with both hands and pushing him half a step to the side.

The dagger grazed past Chen Ping's clothes and sliced ​​across Cui Ying's arm. With a tearing sound, the sleeve ripped open, and blood gushed out, staining the light-colored fabric in a large patch.

Chen Ping stumbled a step after being pushed, but when he regained his balance, he looked down and saw the cut on Cui Ying's arm and the blood seeping out. The calm in his eyes shattered instantly.

The man with the buzz cut still held the dagger in his hand. Seeing that he hadn't managed to stab Chen Ping, he cursed an even more offensive curse and was about to charge forward again.

Chen Ping didn't dodge.

He took a step forward, grabbed the wrist of the man with the buzz cut who was holding the knife with one hand, pressed his thumb into the gap of the wrist joint, and twisted the wrist outward.

With a sharp crack, the man with the buzz cut let out a miserable howl as the dagger slipped from his hand and clattered to the ground. His wrist dangled at an odd angle, and his face contorted in pain.

Chen Ping grabbed his collar with his other hand, lowered his waist, and threw him over his shoulder, slamming him directly from the corridor into the yard.

He crashed onto the concrete floor with a dull thud. The man with the buzz cut curled up on the ground, clutching his severed hand, shouting even louder than his father had just done.

Upon seeing this, the two women screamed and rushed forward.

The young woman's fingernails scratched at Chen Ping's face, cursing, "You dare hit my husband? I'll fight you to the death!"

Chen Ping turned his head to avoid her fingernails, grabbed her outstretched wrist, pulled her to the side, and tripped her.

The young woman fell face-first to the ground, her lips hitting the concrete and bleeding immediately.

She struggled to get up, but Chen Ping kicked her in the buttocks. It wasn't hard, but the kick landed in a tricky spot, and she fell back to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

When the older woman lunged at him, she was holding a broken brick she had picked up from somewhere, and she raised it to smash it against the back of Chen Ping's head.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Chen Ping turned around, grabbed her wrist that was holding the brick, pressed it down and twisted it, and the brick fell to the ground and broke in two.

The woman was wincing in pain, still cursing filthy words.

Chen Ping didn't stand on ceremony with her. He flipped his hand over, grabbed her shoulder, and pressed her down. He then used his knee to push against the outside of her thigh, causing her legs to buckle and her to kneel on the ground.

Chen Ping released his grip and took a half step back. The woman knelt on the ground, clutching her shoulder, groaning but unable to utter another curse.

The men who came with the buzz cut also wanted to rush up.

But when they saw Chen Ping quickly take down all three men, some lying on the ground, some kneeling, some howling, they stood there looking at each other, fists raised, unsure whether to attack.

A man in a gray jacket took half a step back, while another man's lips twitched as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Chen Ping's gaze sweep over, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

The two traffic police officers then realized what was happening and rushed over to block the way, with one of them taking out his phone to call for backup.

More and more neighbors gathered outside the crowd to watch, some taking pictures with their phones, and others shouting "Good job!"

The police car from the local police station arrived quickly, stopping in front of the health center in less than five minutes with its siren on.

Several police officers jumped out of the car and rushed into the crowd, pulling the people lying on the ground up one by one.

The man with the buzz cut had a wrist that was swollen like a bun, the young woman's lips were bruised, and the older woman was limping with her shoulder in her hand. All three of them had injuries.

When the police helped the young woman up from the ground, half of her face was covered in a mixture of blood and dirt.

He tilted his head to look at Chen Ping, his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, it aggravated his wound, and he grimaced in pain and swallowed his words back.

The police officers took all the people involved into custody, asked them a few basic questions, and then used their cell phones to call another car to come.

The man with the buzz cut and his accomplices were put into a police car, and two women followed behind and were also taken into the car.