The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Seeing Zhao Erniu's surprised and delighted expression, Yang Shuisheng found it amusing, but maintained his businesslike demeanor and slowly added, "Five yuan for the doctor's visit, five yuan for the medicine, ten yuan in total."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Erniu was stunned for a moment, then quickly calculated in his mind.

Ten yuan is not a small amount, but compared to the medical fees of twenty or thirty yuan or even more at the town's health center or private clinics, Yang Shuisheng's fee is practically dirt cheap.

With his injuries, he would definitely need to pay at least twenty or thirty yuan in town, and possibly more. Yang Shuisheng only charged him ten yuan, which was already a great deal.

"Okay, okay! Ten yuan it is!"

He nodded hurriedly, as if afraid that Yang Shuisheng would change his mind: "Brother Shuisheng, hurry up and come to your house to put some medicine on me, it hurts so much."

Soon Yang Shuisheng took Zhao Erniu back to his home, had him sit on a stool in the yard, and then began to skillfully clean his wounds, disinfect them, and apply medicine.

The touch on the wound caused a burning pain, making Zhao Erniu grimace and hiss as he gasped for air.

"Gently, gently! Brother Shuisheng! It hurts!" Zhao Erniu cried out, grimacing.

"Bear with it, disinfection always hurts." Yang Shuisheng's hands didn't stop, and his mouth didn't stop either. "Although your injury looks scary, it's all superficial. It didn't damage any bones or tendons. It will be fine in a few days."

"Damn it! I can't swallow this!"

While enduring the pain, Zhao Erniu said indignantly, "I'm going to spend money to hire some people in town to go to Wangjiawan and settle this score."

Yang Shuisheng paused in his work and casually asked, "Oh? How much are you planning to spend hiring someone?"

"I have connections. I should be able to hire a few reliable people for three to five hundred yuan."

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Erniu said with a reckless tone, "I'll go and give those bastards a good beating and get revenge for me."

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuisheng's mind immediately began to stir.

This kid, just to vent his anger, is actually willing to spend three to five hundred yuan to hire someone?

This is a great deal!

He happens to be short of money right now, and as the saying goes, "charity begins at home," so why let others earn the money when he can handle it himself?

"Erniu, how about this?"

He put down the cotton swabs in his hand, looked at Zhao Erniu, and said in a tempting tone, "Give me five hundred yuan, and I'll take this job for you."

Zhao Erniu paused for a moment, looked Yang Shuisheng up and down, and showed obvious doubt and hesitation on his face: "Brother Shuisheng, it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that there are too many of them, more than a dozen."

"You probably can't manage alone, can you?"

"If you go and get beaten up too, I'll feel even worse."

"It's not about the number of people, but about their ability."

Yang Shuisheng smiled nonchalantly, his tone brimming with confidence: "Don't worry, I'm confident that I can take this job."

"Let's forget it, Brother Shuisheng. I appreciate your kindness."

Zhao Erniu was still a little worried and politely declined, saying, "If something happens to you, I can't afford the responsibility."

"I'll just find those people in town. I'll pay them and they'll do the job, that's it. It's convenient and saves me the trouble."

"Erniu, me too."

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Yang Shuisheng used his trump card: "Give me five hundred yuan. Once you have the money, you don't have to worry about anything."

"Even if I go alone and get beaten to death in Wangjiawan, it has nothing to do with you."

"How about it, dare to let me try?"

Zhao Erniu was indeed somewhat tempted after hearing Yang Shuisheng's confident words.

Five hundred yuan is not a small amount for him, but it was worth it to get revenge.

But no matter how he looked at Yang Shuisheng, he didn't think Yang Shuisheng was a tough guy who could take on more than a dozen people.

"Brother Shuisheng, I know you mean well, but this is no joke."

After hesitating for a long time, he shook his head and tried to persuade Yang Shuisheng to give up: "Those bastards in Wangjiawan are ruthless. You'd better not get involved. I'll figure it out myself."

The more he made excuses and distrusted Yang Shuisheng, the more it aroused Yang Shuisheng's competitive spirit.

Yang Shuisheng is no longer the same as before. His Qi Condensation Level 3 cultivation is no joke. Beating ordinary people is like child's play. He has to control his strength, otherwise one slap and the person will be gone.

But he couldn't possibly tell Zhao Erniu these things; he just made up an excuse.

"Erniu, have you forgotten something?"

Yang Shuisheng looked at Zhao Erniu and casually reminded him, "The person standing behind me is Wang Kun."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Erniu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what he had said and slapped his thigh!

Oh right! How could he have forgotten that!

Yang Shuisheng is now on very good terms with Brother Kun in town.

He said that if he took on this job, he definitely wouldn't be foolish enough to rush in and fight people hand-to-hand. Instead, he would use Wang Kun's connections to call in a group of tough guys from the town to settle things.

In this way, Yang Shuisheng could profit from the price difference, or even pocket the entire amount himself.

"Oh dear! Look at my brain."

The more Zhao Erniu thought about it, the more convinced he became that it was true. His doubts vanished instantly, and an excited and relieved smile appeared on his face: "How could I have forgotten about Brother Kun's connection?"

"Okay! Brother Shuisheng, I'm relieved to hear that."

"Then this job is yours!"

"Five hundred yuan! I'll pay!"

As he spoke, he immediately stood up, ignoring his injuries, and hurriedly walked out, saying, "Brother Shuisheng, wait here, I'll go home and get the money right away."

"No rush."

Yang Shuisheng stopped him, saying, "If you're not comfortable with this, do the job first, then get paid."

"You can pay me after I've taken care of things for you."

"That won't do!"

Zhao Erniu quickly waved his hand, saying in a somewhat ingratiating tone, "It's better to pay first!"

"If... I mean, if you bump into something while you're doing your business later, I'll feel really bad."

"I'll give you the money first, so you can rest assured taking it."

He was actually worried that if Yang Shuisheng didn't handle things well, or if something unexpected happened, he would be in a passive position if he had to pay the money later.

Why not pay the money first? It would be a good investment and a sign of goodwill.

Yang Shuisheng saw through his thoughts but didn't point them out, letting him do as he pleased.

A moment later, Zhao Erniu came running back, panting, clutching five crumpled hundred-yuan bills in his hand. He carefully handed them to Yang Shuisheng: "Brother Shuisheng, the money is all here! Please count it."

Yang Shuisheng casually took the money and stuffed it into his pocket without even looking at it.

With Zhao Erniu's courage, he wouldn't dare to play tricks on him in this matter.

Seeing that Yang Shuisheng had accepted the money, Zhao Erniu's face was full of expectant smiles, and he thought that Yang Shuisheng's next step was to go to town to find people.

But then Yang Shuisheng clapped his hands and walked straight towards the direction leading from the village to Wangjiawan.

"Brother Shuisheng! Where...where are you going?"

Zhao Erniu was taken aback, then quickly followed, asking in confusion, "Shouldn't we go to town to call for help first?"

Without turning his head, Yang Shuisheng replied domineeringly, "Why go to any town? Go straight to Wangjiawan!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Erniu was stunned and stopped in his tracks. Looking at Yang Shuisheng's lonely figure, he felt like crying but had no tears left, and he was filled with regret.

If he had known that Yang Shuisheng planned to go to Wangjiawan alone, he would never have given him that five hundred yuan.

What's the difference between this and throwing meat buns at a dog?

He might as well take the money and go to town to call someone himself!

At least there are more people around, which makes you feel safer.