The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

However, Yang Shuisheng remained completely unmoved by the old shopkeeper's murderous threat, not even lifting an eyelid.

He simply turned slightly to the side, blocking Guo Cuihong and Xiao Bao.

"Sister Cuihong, don't be afraid. With me here, no one can harm you."

He bent down again, giving a gentle smile to the little boy who was hiding behind his mother's legs, only half of his head peeking out. His voice softened even more: "Don't be afraid, little boy. I'll take you to buy candy later, okay?"

"Okay... Xiao Bao wants candy..."

Although Xiao Bao's mental age is only that of a four or five-year-old, he has a very direct perception of kindness and malice.

He felt a sense of reassurance emanating from this older brother, unlike the frightening grandfather from before.

He blinked his large, still tearful eyes at Yang Shuisheng, "Sugar...sweet..."

Yang Shuisheng smiled and patted his head.

Seeing that Yang Shuisheng was not afraid at all, but instead comforted the mother and child as if no one else was around, the old shopkeeper felt ignored and was so angry that he was furious. He was even more embarrassed.

Fearing that Yang Shuisheng might take the opportunity to escape, he stood at the entrance of the pharmacy with his hands on his hips, blocking the way and staring fiercely outside, waiting for his reinforcements to arrive.

Not long after, a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps came from the street outside, accompanied by cursing.

Just then, Shuanzi, the shop assistant who had run out earlier, led four or five men and strode over aggressively.

The leader was a burly man, none other than Tiger, who had been slapped away by Yang Shuisheng when he went to collect debts from Ma San.

"Damn it! Which blind bastard dares to run wild on my turf? They're asking for trouble!"

His shout, full of energy and carrying the arrogance and ferocity unique to street thugs, made the air in the pharmacy buzz.

Guo Cuihong trembled with fright and hugged Xiaobao even tighter.

"Brother Tiger! You've finally arrived!"

The old shopkeeper was overjoyed, as if he had seen his own father. He rushed over, his face plastered with a fawning yet aggrieved smile. Pointing at Yang Shuisheng and Guo Cuihong by the counter, he embellished the story, saying, "It was these two, a young lad with a young wife, who came to make fun of me with some lousy prescription."

"I went through all that trouble to prepare and pack the medicine, and now you complain it's too expensive and say you're not buying it? Aren't you just making fun of this old man?"

"Brother Tiger, you have to stand up for me!"

"My Jishetang pharmacy has never shortchanged you by a single penny!"

He specifically reminded Tiger that since he had received protection money from him, it was time for him to do his part.

Upon hearing this, Tiger waved his hand and patted his chest, speaking arrogantly, "Manager Chen, don't worry!"

"Since you've paid the medical bills, if something happens on my turf, I, Tiger, will definitely take full responsibility for you."

"I'd like to see who's got the guts to do this..."

As he spoke, he followed the direction the old shopkeeper was pointing, swaying his shoulders with a crab-like gait as he walked towards the counter.

The next second, his gaze met that of Yang Shuisheng, who had turned around.

"..."

Tiger's words were stuck in his throat, as if someone had suddenly grabbed his neck, and he couldn't say another word for a long time.

The fierce arrogance on his face froze instantly, replaced by shock and disbelief.

A layer of white sweat appeared on his forehead at a visible speed, and the back of his shirt was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Yang...Brother Yang?

How could it be Brother Yang?

Is he the troublemaking brat that Manager Chen mentioned?

Tiger's mind went blank with a sudden jolt, leaving only boundless fear.

He got a beating from Yang Shuisheng at Ma San's place this morning, and he's still in pain.

Afterwards, he even asked around and found out that this Brother Yang was sworn brothers with his boss, Brother Kun. He wouldn't dare to mess with him even if he had a hundred lives.

"You're the Tiger that old man was talking about?"

Yang Shuisheng looked at him with a half-smile, causing Tiger Brother to be covered in beads of sweat.

The old shopkeeper hadn't noticed Tiger's strange behavior. Seeing him staring at Yang Shuisheng without saying a word, he assumed Tiger was brewing up a thunderous rage and quickly interjected, "Of course, this street is all under Tiger's protection. All the shops are under Tiger's protection."

"If you dare to act wildly here today, you're slapping Tiger in the face."

"Tiger will definitely teach you a lesson and make you regret it."

"Shut up!!"

Before the old shopkeeper could finish his impassioned threat, he was abruptly interrupted by a shout of "Brother Tiger."

Tiger turned to the old shopkeeper with a deathly pale face and a look of utter terror in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour him alive. He dared not let the old man continue.

Every additional word spoken is pushing him toward his doom.

"Yang...Brother Yang! It's you!"

He suddenly turned around, bent over at a ninety-degree angle to face Yang Shuisheng, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"I...I didn't know it was you. If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to come even if you gave me a hundred lives."

He waved his hands frantically as he spoke, sweat pouring down his forehead in his anxiety.

"Brother Yang, you can just call me Ah Hu or Xiao Hu. Please don't call me Brother Hu, it would be too much for me. I'm just a gofer."

His complete 180-degree turn in attitude, his extremely humble tone, and his terrified appearance left everyone in the pharmacy dumbfounded.

The old shopkeeper's smugness and resentment froze instantly. His eyes widened like copper bells, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg. He was completely unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

Is he seeing things? Or is there something wrong with his ears?

Tiger, who roams this street and is hated and feared by all the merchants, is actually bowing and scraping to this young man he calls "Tiger" and "Little Tiger," looking terrified.

Guo Cuihong was also stunned. She forgot to put down the hand covering Xiaobao's ears and stared blankly at Tiger, who had been fierce just now, but now looked like a schoolboy who had made a mistake in front of Yang Shuisheng. She couldn't understand what was going on at all.

Even Tiger's henchmen were completely dumbfounded, looking at each other in confusion, not knowing what had happened.

Is their leader possessed by an evil spirit?

For a moment, the pharmacy fell into a deathly silence.

"He said this street is your territory?"

Yang Shuisheng looked at Tiger, who was bent over almost to the ground, and then glanced at the old shopkeeper who was dumbfounded and incredulous. He then spoke in a low voice, which made Tiger's heart pound.

"Yes...yes," Tiger nodded quickly.

Seeing that he admitted it, Yang Shuisheng then pointed to the old shopkeeper, whose face was ashen.

"This old bastard is selling inferior, outdated medicine for nine yuan a dose. We thought it was too expensive and didn't want to buy it, but he blocked the door and wouldn't let us leave. He insisted on forcing us to buy it from him, and he even called you over, saying he would break my arms and legs."

As he spoke, Yang Shuisheng slowed down his pace.

"Ah Hu, what do you think we should do about this?"

Upon hearing this, Tiger broke out in another cold sweat, cursing the old shopkeeper and his ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

That old bastard, of all people to scam, he had to target this living devil, and he even dragged himself down with him!

"Chen the Old Dog! I'll fuck your grandma!"

He abruptly sat up, his fawning expression instantly replaced by a ferocious grin. He rushed to the old shopkeeper, pointed at his nose, spitting almost onto the man's face, and cursed, "Are your eyes in your asshole?!"

"Doing business is all about integrity! It's about treating everyone fairly, young and old!"

"You dare to sell inferior goods on my turf, and even force me to buy them?"

"Who gave you the guts?"