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

Director Zhou was silent for a moment, then picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number: "Bring Zhao Dezhu from Sunjiagou over here."

A short while later, Zhao Dezhu was brought in.

He kept his head down, his shoulders hunched, the bruises on his face hadn't faded, and the scabs at the corners of his mouth were still there.

He saw Sun Xiuying, paused for a moment, then saw Chen Ping, his lips trembled twice, and he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"Zhao Dezhu".

Director Zhou looked at him. "Dr. Chen spoke up for you, saying that you took him there last night, not that you wanted to gamble on your own. Is that right?"

Zhao Dezhu paused for a moment and glanced at Chen Ping.

"Yes...yes."

Zhao Dezhu's voice trembled, "Dr. Chen took me there."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhou waved his hand and said, "Alright, I'll let you off this time for Dr. Chen's sake. But remember this: if I catch you gambling again, you'll be punished for both crimes, and don't blame me for being ruthless then."

Zhao Dezhu's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down: "Thank you, Director Zhou! Thank you, Director Zhou!"

As an honest and simple farmer, Zhao Dezhu had never been to a police station before, and he was almost scared to death last night.

Now that they can be released, Zhao Dezhu is extremely grateful.

"Don't thank me, thank you Dr. Chen."

Zhao Dezhu turned around and looked at Chen Ping, his lips trembling several times, and tears fell down his face.

He knelt down with a thud: "Dr. Chen, I... I'm not human, I'm not human..."

"stand up."

Chen Ping helped Zhao Dezhu up, his voice not loud but authoritative, "Don't kneel to me, kneel to your wife. How many times did she kneel to you when you beat her? How many people did she kneel to when you asked her to borrow money? You think kneeling once is enough?"

Zhao Dezhu kept his head down, not daring to look at Sun Xiuying or Chen Ping.

Sun Xiuying stood to the side, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't make a sound, she just kept crying.

"Zhao Dezhu, I have something to say to you, listen carefully."

Chen Ping gripped Zhao Dezhu's shoulder. "First, you can't gamble anymore. If you gamble even once, I'll have Chief Zhou arrest you."

Second, you can't hit your wife anymore. If you hit her again, I'll come back, and it won't be just a matter of one punch.

Third, your child is working away from home; call him back so he can go to school. He's only fifteen; if he doesn't study, his life will be ruined.

Zhao Dezhu kept his head down and remained silent.

"Did you hear me?" Chen Ping's voice rose a little.

"I heard it, I heard it."

Zhao Dezhu raised his head, his face covered in tears. "Dr. Chen, I'll change, I promise I'll change. I'll never gamble again, and I'll never hit her again. My child... I'll call him back, I'll let him go to school..."

"Alright, let's go." Chen Ping waved his hand.

Zhao Dezhu carried the bundle, and Sun Xiuying supported him as the two slowly walked out of the police station.

As he reached the door, Zhao Dezhu turned around, glanced at Chen Ping, and bowed.

Sun Xiuying also bowed.

Chen Ping didn't say anything and watched them leave.

Director Zhou stood to the side and sighed, "Dr. Chen, you're too soft-hearted."

"It's not that I'm soft-hearted. It's that family can't fall apart again," Chen Ping said helplessly.

He knew that if Zhao Dezhu were really locked up, the family would fall apart.

Director Zhou shook his head and said nothing more.

At this moment, an auxiliary police officer ran over from the side, looking a little anxious: "Chief Zhou, that careless guy said he has a stomachache, it hurts so badly he needs to see a doctor."

Director Zhou frowned: "Stomach ache? You're faking it, aren't you? I've seen plenty of people like this. They go in and pretend to be sick, trying to get medical parole and pull strings to get out."

"He said he was in a lot of pain and was rolling around on the ground," the auxiliary police officer said.

Director Zhou glanced at Chen Ping and suddenly laughed: "Dr. Chen, aren't you a doctor? Can you take a look and tell me if he's really in pain or faking it?"

Chen Ping thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll go take a look."

He followed Director Zhou to the detention room at the back.

Ma Hu squatted in the corner, clutching his stomach, his face flushed red, his forehead covered in sweat, and he was humming and groaning. He looked quite convincing.

But Chen Ping noticed a detail: Ma Hu's eyes.

When a person is in excruciating pain, their pupils dilate and become unfocused, but Ma Hu's eyes are very bright, looking around as he observes the person entering.

Chen Ping squatted down and looked at Ma Hu: "Where does it hurt?"

"My stomach... my stomach hurts..." Ma Hu's voice trembled, but the trembling was unnatural, as if he were acting.

"Which specific location?"

Ma Hu clutched his stomach and mumbled, "It all hurts, it all hurts..."

Chen Ping reached out and pressed his hand against his stomach: "Does it hurt here?"

"It hurts..." Ma Hu's voice trailed off.

Chen Ping pressed the button again, changing the location: "How about here?"

"pain……"

Chen Ping pressed on each spot one by one, and Ma Hu complained of pain with each press.

When he reached the last acupoint, Chen Ping didn't press with his fingers, but instead used his thumb to press hard on the acupoint.

That's an extra acupoint located below Zusanli (ST36), not a commonly used acupoint, and most doctors don't know about it.

However, this acupoint has a unique characteristic: when you press it, if you are pretending to be sick, it will hurt so much that you can't bear it.

Ma Hu let out a miserable scream, sprang up from the ground, his face turning from red to white, then from white to blue, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"You...you motherfucker..." Ma Hu clutched his stomach, curled up on the ground, trembling all over. This time he was really trembling, not faking it.

Director Zhou, watching from the side, burst out laughing: "Careless! Didn't you have a stomachache? How come you felt better after Dr. Chen pressed it?"

Ma Hu gritted his teeth, glaring at Chen Ping with hatred in his eyes, but even more so with fear.

He didn't know which spot Chen Ping was pressing, but he knew that the pain at that moment was worse than a real illness.

"Careless, I'm telling you."

Chen Ping squatted down, looked into his eyes, and said, "Your stomachache is fake. But if you're not honest, I can make it real."

The acupoint I just pressed, if it were three-tenths of an inch deeper, could cause you pain for three days and three nights. The hospital wouldn't be able to find it, and medicine wouldn't work. Do you believe me?

Ma Hu's lips trembled, and his face was deathly pale: "You...who are you?"

"I'm a doctor." Chen Ping stood up. "Director Zhou, he's fine, he's faking illness."

Chief Zhou nodded and said to the auxiliary police officer, "Take him back."

"Wait," Ma Hu suddenly spoke up, "I...I'll confess. I'll confess everything. Please don't send me back, I'll confess..."

He's in so much pain right now; if we take him back like this, he'll be in excruciating pain!

Director Zhou and Chen Ping exchanged a glance.

Ma Hu sat on the ground, clutching his stomach, and began to confess.

He confessed to many things, detailing each case, including names, locations, and amounts, all clearly stated.

Director Zhou was taking notes, and his pen was almost out of ink.

After explaining, Ma Hu raised his head and looked at Chen Ping: "You... can you make me feel less pain?"

Chen Ping squatted down and gently massaged the acupoint that Chen Ping had just pressed.

Ma Hu let out a long breath and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

Director Zhou closed his notebook, his face beaming with delight. "Dr. Chen, you're here for an interrogation, aren't you?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I just came to take a look."

"You solved the case so easily?"

Director Zhou shook his head. "Alright, you can go back now. We can take your statement another day. Thank you for today."

"Director Zhou, you're too kind."

Chen Ping walked out of the police station.