The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Seeing the blond-haired man run off to call for help, the bald man covered his swollen cheek, feeling both pain and fear.

She stole a glance at Yang Shuisheng, who was sitting there calmly eating braised pork. Seeing that he wasn't looking at her, she tried to sneak over to the stool next to him to sit down and relax.

But he had only just shrugged his bottom towards the stool.

"Bang—"

Yang Shuisheng didn't even look up, and kicked the bench that the bald man was about to sit on.

The bench slid off suddenly and crashed into another table with a jarring sound.

"Did I ask you to sit down?" Yang Shuisheng asked calmly, chewing on his meat.

The bald man shuddered in fright and quickly stood up straight, wincing in pain from the injury on his face, but dared not utter a sound. He could only stand there obediently, like a primary school student being punished by his teacher.

His stomach was growling with hunger. Looking at the almost untouched dishes on the table, he couldn't help but swallow hard and quietly reached for the plate of peanuts closest to him.

"Don't you want your hand anymore?" Yang Shuisheng's cold voice rang out.

The bald man's hand froze in mid-air, and he quickly withdrew it. He felt incredibly frustrated, but dared not show any anger.

He now understood that this scoundrel was completely impervious to reason and ruthless!

We can only pray that Brother Leopard will come and settle things for him soon!

The proprietress felt both relieved and frightened as she watched this scene.

What was satisfying was that the two thugs who usually acted arrogantly and bullied her finally suffered a great loss.

What's frightening is that Huang Mao went to call for help, and it was Brother Leopard he called, which might even alert Brother Kun.

What will happen to this young man when they arrive?

No matter how good he is at fighting, can he really take on dozens of people?

"Young man, stop eating and hurry up and leave." The proprietress rushed forward anxiously, disregarding the difference between men and women, and reached out to grab Yang Shuisheng's arm, trying to pull him up from the chair. "Before they come, you should leave quickly, the farther the better. You can't afford to mess with those people."

She pulled hard, leaning forward, and the collar of her soaked floral shirt opened a little more, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a deep cleavage. With her rapid breathing and forceful movements, her astonishing fullness almost seemed to break free of its restraints and bounce out, swaying in front of Yang Shuisheng's eyes.

A faint, feminine fragrance wafted from her.

Yang Shuisheng's arm tightened as she pulled him, and he could clearly feel the coldness and trembling of her fingers. His arm even inadvertently brushed against the amazing softness and elasticity of her chest.

"Don't be afraid, boss lady."

His heart skipped a beat, but he quickly regained his composure, gently pulled his hand away from hers, and said in a steady tone, "Sit down and rest for a while, have some water."

"I'll handle this matter today."

"Even if Brother Kun comes, it's fine."

"You...you child! Why are you so stubborn!" The proprietress was both anxious and angry at his arrogant attitude. "Don't you know who Brother Kun is?"

"You hit his people, do you think he'll let you get away with it?"

"Listen to me, go now! I'm begging you!"

As she spoke, she reached out to pull him up again, this time almost in a hugging motion, trying to drag him off the chair.

Her full breasts pressed tightly against Yang Shuisheng's arms and shoulders, their amazing elasticity and warmth penetrating through the thin, damp clothes, carrying the unique allure of a mature woman.

Yang Shuisheng could feel her body trembling slightly, not from the cold, but from fear and worry.

"Boss lady, it's really alright." This time, Yang Shuisheng didn't pull away, but patted her hand that was tightly gripping his arm, and softened his voice, "Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for all the consequences."

"Sit down, don't panic."

Looking into his fearless eyes, the proprietress felt a little calmer, but her worry remained.

"Fine! If you won't leave, I will!"

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her otherwise, she gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind.

"I'm going to the police station to report this."

As she spoke, she released Yang Shuisheng and turned to run out of the shop.

She thought that if the police came, they could at least protect the young man temporarily and prevent him from being beaten to death on the spot by those thugs.

But as soon as she rushed out of the store and ran to the street corner, she suddenly stopped, her eyes filled with despair.

From the other end of the street, a large group of people, more than twenty in total, appeared!

They were dressed in gaudy clothes, carrying sticks and chains, and cursing rudely. Leading the group was a tall man wearing a black tight vest, who was none other than Brother Leopard!

Meanwhile, the blond-haired guy who had just run away was limping along beside Brother Leopard, his face covered in blood. He was pointing in the direction of the small restaurant, spitting as he spoke, his expression filled with resentment.

The commotion caused by this group was quite loud, and pedestrians on the street kept their distance, with only a few daring individuals peeking out from afar to watch the spectacle.

The proprietress wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Leopard spotted her standing at the street corner immediately.

"Hey! Isn't this the pretty proprietress of Shili Xiang?" Leopard grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, his eyes sweeping over her heaving chest. "What, trying to run away? Where do you think you're going?"

"Come back to the shop with your brothers, we'll have a good talk!"

His underlings behind him burst into laughter, looking at the proprietress with ill intent.

"I...I..." The proprietress was so frightened that she couldn't speak, and her legs went weak.

"take away!"

With a wave of his hand, Brother Leopard immediately sent two henchmen forward, one on each side, to block the proprietress and shove her toward the small restaurant.

The proprietress struggled but couldn't break free. She was pushed and staggered, and another button on her shirt popped open, revealing more of her snow-white skin, which made the thugs stare and whistle.

The group, in a grand procession, returned to the entrance of the Shili Xiang Restaurant.

A group of onlookers, eager for a good show, had already gathered at the entrance, pointing and whispering about what was going on inside.

Brother Leopard swaggered into the store with his hands behind his back and a pigeon-toed gait, cursing under his breath: "Damn it! Which blind bastard dares to mess with my men on my turf?"

"You're acting all twisted, aren't you? Get the hell out of here..."

His cursing stopped abruptly as his gaze swept over the scene inside the store.

His supposedly most capable bald henchman was standing stiffly in the corner, his face bruised and bloodied, like a log, too afraid to move.

At a table, a young man in a dark blue work shirt was standing with his back to the door, slowly picking at his food, seemingly oblivious to the more than twenty people who were pouring in behind him.

That back view... why does it look so familiar?

"Brother Leopard! That's the kid!"

Leopard's heart skipped a beat. Before he could take a closer look, the blond guy next to him, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, broke free from the person supporting him and rushed forward, stepping on the empty stool next to Yang Shuisheng and pointing at the back of Yang Shuisheng's head.

"It was this damn brat who hit me and Ah Long."

"Brother Leopard, you have to stand up for us!"

He got more and more excited as he spoke, as if he could already see Yang Shuisheng kneeling and begging for mercy. A ferocious and triumphant smile appeared on his face, and he arrogantly roared at Yang Shuisheng's back, "You little bastard, did you see that?"

"That's Brother Leopard behind me!"

"Weren't you pretty arrogant just now? Huh?"

"Tell me, how do you want to die today?"

As a result, he had barely uttered the word "death" when the last syllable was still lingering in his throat.

"Snap—"

A slap landed hard on the back of the blond-haired man's head!

The force of the blow was so great that it made him stagger and almost fall headfirst into the plate of food in front of him.

The person who hit him was none other than his newly acquired backer, Brother Leopard!

"Fuck your mother!" Leopard's face turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Not satisfied with just one slap, he kicked the blond-haired guy hard in the butt, making him stagger. He pointed at the stunned blond-haired guy and cursed him, spitting all over his face.

"You son of a bitch, are you blind?! How dare you talk to Brother Yang like that?"

Leopard's face looked worse than if he had eaten shit, his eyes were filled with terror and lingering fear, and a layer of cold sweat even instantly seeped out of his forehead.