Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

"I'm not bragging. You all saw what Mr. Zhao did to that old lady. She had a blood clot attack, with several clots in her body. Her condition was very serious, and even if she had been taken to the hospital, she might not have survived."

"But Mr. Zhao cured the old lady in just ten minutes using his secret acupuncture technique. His medical skills are truly remarkable!"

"Most importantly, Mr. Zhao has a past relationship with my master, Li Baiyi. So, after discussing it for a while in the clinic, Mr. Zhao decided to take over as the head of my Baiyun Clinic in place of my master, Li Baiyi!"

"Therefore, everyone no longer needs to worry. Even though my master, Li Baiyi, is no longer here, there are even more powerful people to protect you. No matter how serious your illness becomes, as long as you come to my Baiyun Medical Clinic, Elder Zhao will personally treat you, and your life will be absolutely saved!"

At this point, Tian Xiaoyun finally took a deep breath and asked emphatically, "Now, do you still want to cancel your cards and get your money back? Let me make this clear: anyone who cancels their card today will no longer be provided with services by my Baiyun Medical Clinic, and they will never receive personal treatment from Mr. Zhao again."

"Even if they regret it later and come to my Baiyun Medical Clinic to sign up for a membership, I will not allow it."

"Alright, I've finished speaking. Now, who wants to process a card refund? Raise your hand so I can see it."

As soon as Tian Xiaoyun finished speaking, she looked nervously at the crowd in front of her.

With so many people watching, they looked at each other, and for a moment no one dared to raise their hand.

"Are we going to refund the card or not?"

"I...I won't refund it. Anyway, I didn't put too much money on the card in the first place, only eight thousand in total."

"Isn't eight thousand too much?"

"At least I can afford the loss; eight thousand dollars won't cripple me."

That makes sense.

"I won't back down. This old Mr. Zhao's medical skills are indeed amazing. I know the old lady who fainted from a blood clot just now. We even danced square dance together. I'm sure that person wasn't a quack."

"You know them, why didn't you call an ambulance just now?"

"We're just acquaintances, not very close."

"I'm not backing out anymore, I want to take a gamble."

"Me too."

The onlookers began to whisper among themselves, exchanging opinions.

More than a minute had passed, and the vast majority of people had not raised their hands. Only three people in total raised their hands to request a refund.

Tian Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, her heart finally settling down.

"Have the three of you thought it through?" Tian Xiaoyun asked.

"You've thought it through, hurry up and give us a refund, we don't want to live in fear anymore."

"That's right, that's right."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

There are only three people requesting a refund right now, and they didn't have much money to begin with.

Since that was the case, Tian Xiaoyun didn't linger and immediately said, "Okay, the three of you come with me to the clinic later, and I'll refund your cards and money. As for the rest of you... you can all leave now. If you're sick, you can get treatment at my clinic; if you're not sick, go home and rest. Come back to me when you feel unwell."

So most of the people who had been crowding at the entrance of the clinic dispersed and went home to their own families.

The three people who insisted on getting their cards and money back followed Tian Xiaoyun into the clinic, got their cards back, and left with their money.

"We finally made it through."

Tian Xiaoyun wiped the sweat from her forehead and said.

Perhaps it aggravated the wound at the corner of her mouth, for Tian Xiaoyun suddenly showed a hint of pain on her face and subconsciously raised a hand to cover her mouth.

"Congratulations," Zhao Dazhu said with a smile.

"It's all thanks to you, Mr. Zhao. If it weren't for you helping me keep things in check, all those people outside would definitely have demanded that I return their cards, and then I would... I would have been in real trouble. If I hadn't returned their money, I would most likely have been arrested and thrown in jail," Tian Xiaoyun said with a wry smile.

Zhao Dazhu earnestly reminded him, "You'd better learn from this lesson and set a spending limit for your clinic's medical card."

Tian Xiaoyun wasn't an idiot, so of course she could understand what Zhao Dazhu meant.

The medical card, simply put, is a way to pay in advance before receiving treatment. The clinic can not only get the money in advance, but also prevent patients from refusing to pay after the treatment is completed.

However, if someone requests a refund, various problems will arise if the refund cannot be obtained.

Setting a limit on the amount on a medical card can minimize the risk of this happening. Although less money is received in advance, the reduced risk is a real benefit.

"I understand, Mr. Zhao. Don't worry, I will be more careful in the future," Tian Xiaoyun said politely, even respectfully.

Li Yujiao sent another message urging him to hurry up, so Zhao Dazhu didn't linger there any longer. After exchanging a few polite words, he turned and left.

It was already 1 p.m. when I got home.

As soon as Zhao Dazhu entered the house, he smelled a rich aroma of food.

The large round table in the living room was laden with a sumptuous meal, with more than ten dishes, both hot and cold.

"Why did it take you so long to get back?" Li Yujiao said with a resentful look.

"Sorry, sorry, something happened on the way and I was delayed," Zhao Dazhu said awkwardly.

"What happened?" Li Yujiao asked again.

After Zhao Dazhu explained the situation at Baiyun Medical Clinic and Tian Xiaoyun, Li Yujiao couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

"You went to the county town today and not only did you close a big deal with the big boss, but you also found such a good job. It's just... I don't even know what to say," Li Yujiao said incredulously.

"That's the benefit of being capable. As long as you're capable enough, making money is a breeze," Zhao Dazhu said proudly.

Zhao Dazhu then pulled Li Yujiao into the room and took out the stockings and high heels he had bought for her.

Seeing that Zhao Dazhu had actually bought her stockings and high heels, Li Yujiao was both happy and embarrassed, her cheeks turning rosy like ripe red apples.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"I like it... but you're a grown man buying this kind of thing, aren't you afraid people will gossip behind your back?" Li Yujiao said softly.

"I'm not afraid at all. As long as it makes you happy, what does it matter what others say about me?" Zhao Dazhu said nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Li Yujiao felt a warm feeling in her heart, as if a warm current was flowing through her heart.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and put these things on, let me see," Zhao Dazhu urged.

Li Yujiao shook her head and said, "Not now, let's eat first, and then... then we can put it on."

"Alright, let's eat first," Zhao Dazhu said with a smile.