"No, I absolutely disagree!"
"We spent two thousand yuan to buy a bowl of Chinese herbal medicine liquid, so why do they only need to pay one yuan? If you sell it to these people for one yuan, then you must refund us our two thousand yuan."
"Right, refund the money, hurry up and refund it." The villagers who had spent two thousand yuan on the medicinal liquid clamored loudly for Chu Yang to refund their money.
Chu Yang glanced at them with an icy gaze, and the shouting villagers immediately became much quieter.
"Humph! You really have no shame at all." Han Qingqing scolded them furiously.
Chu Yang said indifferently, "Qingqing, let's go."
Han Qingqing gave them a glare and followed Chu Yang away.
The two arrived at the clinic.
Han Qingqing placed the collected money on the table and said, "Brother Chu Yang, I just counted the money."
"A total of thirty villagers paid for the medicinal liquid."
