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Chapter 337 - Chapter 173: You Can Do It, You Go

This sentence shouldn't have been said like that.

Indeed, it was too arrogant.

But if she weren't arrogant, would she still be herself?

Fang Jinxiu glanced at Miss Jun, who had already stood up and walked over to the old man.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"You ask me? I should be asking you!" the old man shouted angrily.

"Go ahead and ask," Miss Jun said politely.

She did not seem to think the old man was speaking out of anger but genuinely asking her a question, and she responded seriously.

The old man, choked by his indignation, bulged his eyes and pointed angrily behind him.

"Did you tell them I could cure her illness?" he asked.

Miss Jun looked toward the woman standing behind the old man, who stepped forward anxiously.

"Miss Jun, I came to consult a few days ago," she said, handing over a calling card. "You said my lady's illness was not serious and could be cured."

Miss Jun didn't need to look at the calling card to remember her and nodded.

"Yes, it can be cured," she said.

The old man's eyes bulged in fury once more.

"If it can be cured, then cure it!" he yelled. "You can cure it, but you don't, and you incite people to come and hassle me!"

The old man seemed very agitated, and his shouts echoed in Jiuling Hall, attracting more and more onlookers outside.

More physicians also hurried over upon hearing the news.

"What's going on?" they asked.

"This is Doctor Feng of Hundred Herbs Hall," said an enthusiastic passerby who had followed the whole scene. "Everyone knows Doctor Feng, right? He's best known for bone setting."

The crowd nodded.

The Feng Family's bone-setting has been passed down for a hundred years and is famous in the capital.

"This lady," the passerby continued, "broke her leg while going out to offer incense and sought Doctor Feng to mend it. But she kept feeling pain and couldn't walk. Since there's a divine doctor in Jiuling Hall now, someone came to ask for a consultation. You all know the rules of Jiuling Hall's divine doctor, right?"

"Rich people," the surrounding crowd shouted boisterously.

Jiuling Hall's practice of treating only rich people had become widely known among the citizens of the capital, and many mocking remarks were privately circulated.

No wonder why attributing major charitable acts like healing to money could provoke public outrage.

The doctors all pursed their lips, barely hiding their schadenfreude.

Serves them right.

The passerby smiled and waved his hand.

"Having money is certainly one aspect," he said. "There's also another requirement: she claims she only treats illnesses that other doctors cannot cure. When the lady sent her maidservant to consult, Miss Jun said that Doctor Feng could cure it, so she wouldn't treat it."

"Doctor Feng can, of course, cure it," someone in the crowd shouted.

Logically, this was the right time to shout that, but unfortunately, the next event escalated because of that very statement.

The passerby cleared his throat.

"Some illnesses can be cured, but some injuries are uncertain, like if a leg is broken and amputated. Can a doctor truly restore it completely? That's demanding the impossible," he said.

So that means Doctor Feng couldn't cure it?

The crowd hesitated for a moment.

"Yes, illnesses can be healed, but sometimes injuries leave behind persistent issues, which is unavoidable," one doctor quickly said, visibly upset.

Miss Jun going around claiming she wouldn't treat illnesses that others could manage was problematic. There were so many illnesses in the world; just because she said other doctors could cure them didn't mean they could. The citizens, influenced by her words, only added to the nuisance; this was unacceptable.

This statement immediately garnered nods of agreement from the other doctors.

"So just because Jiuling Hall said Doctor Feng could cure it, this family assumed he definitely could. Regardless of how Doctor Feng explained, they wouldn't listen. They only blamed him for not being diligent and even smashed his clinic."

The crowd was in uproar.

Smashing someone's clinic was indeed too much.

"It started because Miss Jun said that."

"If Miss Jun said it can be cured, then let it be cured," the people debated, their voices growing louder, their expressions filled with righteous indignation as they looked toward Jiuling Hall.

Standing at the corner of the street, Imperial Physician Jiang's face was also somber.

"Master, should we go have a look?" a disciple asked in a low voice by the side, "to support Doctor Feng."

Imperial Physician Jiang shook his head.

"We are all doctors, how is 'supporting him' deemed support?" he said, his gaze sweeping over the crowd gathered at Jiuling Hall, "The public supporting him is what truly counts as support."

The disciple nodded.

"Yes, it's time to teach this Jiuling Hall a lesson," he said discontentedly, "Let her know that some things should not be said rashly."

...

Inside Jiuling Hall, Doctor Feng was so angry he could barely breathe.

"How do you propose to treat it? How do you propose to treat it?" he asked incoherently with agitation.

He had lived so long, practiced medicine for so many years, deeply loved by the public. Yet it was the first time someone had smashed his medical hall.

This smashing wasn't just an attack on his reputation, but also on the century-old reputation of Hundred Herbs Hall.

"If you say it can be treated, then treat it, just treat it," Doctor Feng said tremulously, with a hint of determination, "If you cure it, I will kneel to you, I will close this Hundred Herbs Hall, I will no longer practice medicine."

Just look at how this elderly doctor was driven to extreme measures, truly an excessive bullying.

The crowd outside immediately became uproarious.

"Go ahead and treat it."

"If you can do it, step up."

The shouts flooded into Jiuling Hall, almost lifting the roof.

Seventh Chen smacked his lips; Fang Jinxiu frowned, but she did not appear urgently worried.

"If you can do it, step up."

To others, this might sound like a threat, but not to this girl.

If she stepped up, surely she could handle it, which was why she had won so much money at Jin Yun Hall, causing a group who was gloating over her potential misfortune to lose bitterly.

Miss Jun watched the agitated elderly doctor and the somewhat uneasy family members of the patient.

"Alright, let's go have a look together," she said.

...

Just as Doctor Feng and the patient's family were pulling and tugging their way out the door, the Jinyiwei had already reported the situation to Lu Yunqi.

Because just a few days ago, Lu Yunqi had said he did not want to hear the name Jiuling Hall.

Earlier, he had mentioned he disliked the name, and now he continued by saying he did not want to see it, which meant he truly no longer tolerated the existence of Jiuling Hall.

"Sir, this is an opportunity for us to intervene," a subordinate said, bowing.

Standing next to Lu Yunqi, households immediately nodded.

"Sir, I will handle it," he said.

Lu Yunqi shook his head.

"No rush," he said, "It may not be necessary."

Households understood his meaning.

This Jiuling Hall will surely cause more uproar with other doctors, making it impossible to operate in the capital without them lifting a finger.

"That would be better," Lu Yunqi added succinctly.

The meaning of that being better was also understood by households.

Jiuling Hall and De Sheng Chang belonged together, and the Fang Family of De Sheng Chang had an imperial decree, even the emperor avoided mentioning it.

If they truly took action against Jiuling Hall, De Sheng Chang would surely step in to defend it, and their reliance would naturally be the imperial decree.

It was not to say they would fear De Sheng Chang's imperial decree, but bringing it out would indeed cause the emperor some embarrassment.

Causing the emperor embarrassment was something the Jinyiwei absolutely could not do.

But if the doctors and the public took the lead, Jiuling Hall becoming notoriously unwelcome in the capital would be unrelated to anyone else. De Sheng Chang could bring out the imperial decree to stop feudal authority's coercion, but could not control the public's heart, forcing everyone to trust and respect Jiuling Hall.

Households immediately agreed, taking his men and exiting.

The room fell into silence; Lu Yunqi stared at the documents on the table, his eyes briefly flickering at the memory of the lady doctor who claimed to be Miss Jun.

Jiuling.

His gaze hardened.

Jiuling Hall.

A touch of disgust surfaced in his eyes.

You too, are worthy.