The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

With the proprietress's enthusiastic introduction and recommendations, Yang Shuisheng quickly selected two outfits.

One set is a light yellow floral dress, made of soft fabric with a refreshing style.

The other outfit is a two-piece set, consisting of a light blue short-sleeved shirt and dark trousers, which looks simple and elegant.

According to the proprietress, these are all styles that city girls like recently, and the materials are good and durable.

"Boss lady, how much are these two sets in total?" Yang Shuisheng asked, holding up the clothes.

"It's free! It's free!"

The proprietress quickly waved her hand, her face filled with sincere gratitude: "Young man, you helped me so much just now. If it weren't for you, my thousand yuan would have been stolen."

"Consider these two outfits my way of thanking you; please don't be shy about it."

Looking at the lingering redness and swelling on her face and the sincerity in her eyes, Yang Shuisheng knew that she genuinely wanted to express her gratitude.

He thought about it and then decided not to refuse.

"Okay, thanks, boss lady."

He took the clothes in the plastic bag, but instead of leaving immediately, he sat down on a stool in the store.

"Young man, why aren't you leaving yet?"

The proprietress paused for a moment, then became anxious: "What if Wang Defa really brings his men later?"

"If I leave now, what will you do when he brings his men?" Yang Shuisheng said calmly. "You'll lose that thousand yuan, and your shop too."

"I'll help him to the end. I'll wait here and see what kind of scoundrel he can bring."

"But..." The proprietress was both touched and worried, and wanted to persuade her again.

"No, thank you, ma'am. Do you have any tea?" Yang Shuisheng changed the subject. "Pour me a cup, I'm suddenly a little thirsty."

"Yes, please wait a moment." Seeing his resolute attitude, the proprietress could only sigh and quickly went to the back to brew a cup of hot tea.

Yang Shuisheng sat in the shop, slowly sipping his tea and chatting casually with the restless proprietress.

Perhaps it's because I drank too much tea, I feel a bit of an urge to urinate.

After waiting for a long time without anyone coming, he had no choice but to tell the proprietress that he was going to use the public restroom across the street.

Coincidentally, not long after Yang Shuisheng left, a series of noisy footsteps and cursing sounds suddenly came from outside the shop.

Wang Defa returned, this time followed by seven or eight men, all in their twenties or thirties, wearing flashy shirts and vests, with oddly shaved heads, carrying wooden sticks and iron chains, their faces displaying the arrogance and ferocity typical of thugs. It was clear at a glance that they were up to no good.

The moment this group of people stood in front of the shop, it caused a commotion. Passersby quickly moved away, and nearby stall owners hurriedly retreated into their shops.

Now that Wang Defa had a powerful backer, he stood up straight, and the bruises and embarrassment on his face turned into smugness and ferocity.

He swaggered into the store, pointing at the proprietress who had retreated behind the counter and shouting arrogantly, "You bitch! Where's that clueless little brat? Where did he go?"

"He...he's gone."

The proprietress's heart pounded, but she tried to remain calm: "Wang Defa, if you have a problem, come at me. Don't drag others into it."

"Gone?"

"Damn it, he got away fast." Wang Defa spat, looking annoyed. Then he gave the group behind him an awkward smile. "Sorry, brothers, I'm really sorry to have made us come all this way for nothing."

"That kid must have run away in a panic when he heard I was going to call for help. Otherwise, I'd show him what happens when you offend me, Wang Defa, in Daliang Town."

"Let him go, that's good that kid knew what was good for him."

A thug with a shaved head behind him waved his hand, acting as if it were a trivial matter: "Brother Defa, I'm not bragging, but if that kid were here today, we would have taken care of him for you."

"Exactly, anyone who dares to mess with Brother Defa is asking for trouble."

"Next time we run into him, we'll definitely help you cripple him."

The other thugs joined in the commotion, hurling insults and acting aggressively.

The proprietress felt both fearful and relieved upon hearing these threats.

What she feared was that these people would really go all out, but thankfully Yang Shuisheng had just gone to the toilet and escaped unscathed. She just hoped that Yang Shuisheng would not come back at this time.

"Alright, even though that kid got away, we still have to settle our score."

After boasting, Wang Defa turned his attention to the proprietress and said viciously, "You bitch, where's that thousand yuan? Give it to me right now."

"Remember to give us an extra five hundred as a thank you for inviting the brothers over."

"You're dreaming!"

The proprietress was trembling with anger, but she knew that the situation was beyond her control, and her heart was filled with despair.

"You think I'm dreaming? I guess you don't want to keep this shop open anymore!"

"Whether it's on or off is none of your business!"

Just as Wang Defa continued his threats, an impatient voice came from the shop entrance.

Everyone was startled by the sound and turned to look at the doorway.

Yang Shuisheng had returned sometime earlier and was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, looking at the large group of people in the shop with a nonchalant expression. His eyes held a lazy, accusatory look, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.

"Brothers, that's him!"

Wang Defa was startled when he saw Yang Shuisheng, then pointed at him excitedly and shouted to the group of thugs behind him, "It was this arrogant little brat who beat me up."

"I didn't expect you to dare come back. Perfect! Weren't you quite the fighter just now?"

"Come on, all my brothers are here now, go ahead and try!"

"I'll beat the shit out of you today."

He spoke with great enthusiasm, his words flowing freely, as if he could already see Yang Shuisheng kneeling and begging for mercy.

However, the next second, a scene that left Wang Defa, the proprietress, and the onlookers blocking the shop entrance dumbfounded occurred.

"Yang...Brother Yang?"

The moment the thug with the green hair who was leading the group saw Yang Shuisheng's face, the fierceness and arrogance on his face froze instantly. Then, as if by magic, he quickly changed to an extremely respectful, even somewhat fearful, expression.

He abruptly raised his hand to stop his henchmen from rushing forward, then bent over at a ninety-degree angle towards Yang Shuisheng, asking in a trembling voice, "You... what are you doing here?"

When he called out "Brother Yang," the few fierce-looking henchmen behind him all froze on the spot. They looked at each other, their minds racing.

The young man in front of you, whom Wang Defa called a little brat, is none other than Yang Shuisheng, the infamous figure who has risen to prominence in town in the past two days, and whom even Brother Leopard and Brother Tiger have to bow and scrape and call Brother Yang.

"Brother Yang, you've misunderstood! It's a huge misunderstanding!"

"We didn't know it was you. It was Wang Defa who said he was beaten up and asked us to stand up for him. We really didn't know he had offended you."

"I swear, we have absolutely nothing to do with him, really, Brother Yang, please don't misunderstand."

His henchmen behind him also realized what was happening and hurriedly chimed in, trying to distance themselves: "Yes, yes, Brother Yang, we were just passing by when this bastard dragged us here."

"Brother Yang, we don't know him well, we really don't know him well."

"Wang Defa, you fucking bastard, don't drag us into this! You dare offend Brother Yang? You're asking for it!"

In an instant, the group of thugs who had been threatening to break Yang Shuisheng's legs turned their guns on the ashen-faced Wang Defa and started cursing him, wishing they could immediately sever ties with him and pledge their loyalty to Yang Shuisheng.

The proprietress covered her mouth, her eyes wide open, her mind buzzing, completely unable to comprehend this dramatic scene.

Wang Defa was struck dumb, his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He glanced at his brothers, who turned on him faster than flipping through a book, and then at Yang Shuisheng, whom he regarded as a little brat, at the door. Only one thought occupied his mind.

Oh no! We've kicked a hornet's nest!

And it was a red-hot iron plate!