Three months later, Anhe County.

The largest brothel in the county town, Ningcuilou...a medical clinic opposite.

The clinic has three-story high-rise buildings, red railings and green tiles, and is magnificent. It is called a clinic, but it is more like a restaurant. Three months ago, it was indeed a restaurant.

However, the sign of the clinic has been hung now, and the three big words "Hehuantang" on the sign are very conspicuous.

The name of the clinic is a bit inappropriate, and even more inappropriate is the couplet in front of the door.

The first couplet: The secret medicine of the palace, a pill of golden spear will not fall.

The second couplet: Gynecological master, specializing in treating infertility.

Horizontal banner: Don’t get in if you are poor.

The word "poverty" is a bit unfamiliar. According to the clinic owner, it contains two meanings and requires customers to understand it themselves.

Logically speaking, the clinic was not adjusted at first sight. It was supposed to be deserted, but the reality is that the clinic business is very prosperous, and even lined up at the door.

When waiting in line, chatting is inevitable.

"The jinn pills from Hehuantang are easy to use, and the price is really expensive."

"That's right, the money for buying a jinn pill is enough to call a girl in Ningcuilou."

"The accounts cannot be settled like this. In the past, you used to call a girl, but you were so tired that she was calm. After taking the golden gun pill, you struggled for the middle of the night, and the next day, she was still refreshed, but her voice was hoarse. Thinking about it this way, isn't it worth it?"

"Hahaha, that's right. Speaking of which, Doctor Zhou didn't know where this is coming from. The medical skills are really amazing. I won't talk about the secret technique of giving birth to children. The secret technique of giving birth is very magical. There are more than a dozen families in the city who are pregnant, right?"

"More than 20 companies are already there, almost thirty companies."

"It's because of pregnancy. Whose kind of thing is that I can't say."

"Hahahaha, you tell Mr. Li, Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zhang and others that you will go and see if you will be beaten to death."

"Listen to his nonsense, Dr. Zhou is blind and lame. Why are you hooking up with a woman? Just take off your pants and hang up the birds?"

"It's really nonsense. How long has Hehuan Hall been open? How can it take for more than two months to get pregnant with thirty women? Even if Dr. Zhou takes golden gun pills every day and comes over to work hard, it's impossible to be so accurate, one at a time?"

"It's nonsense or not. You'll know in a few years. When the young masters of each family grow up, they will be carved from the same mold, and then there will be fun."

"Hahahaha, you'll lose."

"No need to wait a few years, there will be fun now. Look, it seems that someone is coming to cause trouble." Among the few chatting people, someone suddenly pointed to a group of people walking on the street and said.

Several people looked in the direction he pointed, and saw six or seven evil men carrying a man on the door panel, walking towards the clinic, shouting, "The quack doctor is harmful. My brother was a strong man, but he was suffering from a minor illness, so he was killed by the quack doctor in Hehuan Hall. Poor that he had old men and young men, and the whole family hoped that he would support his family alone. Once he left like this, how could the orphans and widows survive?"

The group of people walked slowly, shouting all the way, and followed by a large group of people watching the fun.

"Get out of the quack doctor named Zhou." The leading man shouted.

"McDoctor, get out."

"Mens, get out." The other men shouted.

After a while, a one-armed old man came out of the clinic. Seeing that the people who were calling were fierce, they didn't look like any good person. He pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife at his waist and frowned: "Who are you? I want to come to the clinic to cause trouble. I asked the old man if he agreed to the knife."

The old man was a escort and broke his hand when he was escorting in his early years. Fortunately, his boss was kind-hearted and kept him in the escort agency to do some cleaning work, and he was still very good at eating.

However, the business of the escort agency has been getting worse and worse recently, and it is about to close down. The old man did not want to drag down his boss, so he went back to his hometown in Anhe County to make a living.

Just as the Hehuan Hall opened, the boss did not dislike him for being disabled and accepted him as a guard and a guard.

The old man was very grateful. Although he was old and weak, he was also disabled, but he really dared to fight to the death.

If these people dare to break through, they dare to draw their swords.

"I can't tell you, a servant. I asked Zhou Qingshu, the quack doctor, to come out and cure the person to death. Do you think it's okay to hide in the clinic as a turtle?" said the leading man.

"A broken knife cannot scare us. The Ming Dynasty is a rule of law. If you owe debts and pay money, kill people and pay lives. If the quack doctor kills our brothers, we will give us an explanation."

"That's right, after breaking your arm, I thought I was a man from the martial arts world, and I asked you about your knife, why don't you ask about my bird?" The other men said sarcastically.

"Uncle Zhong, what happened?" The girl's sweet voice sounded from the clinic, and then Zhang Yan walked out. When she saw the corpse at the door, she frowned and said, "This person?"

"Madam, these people seem to be coming to make trouble on purpose, why don't you avoid it?"

"Don't be slandered, you'll be slandered. It's obvious that your clinic has cured people, why did it turn us into our hands? Is it just a matter of trouble if we kill my brother? Is it just a matter of causing trouble?" the man scolded.

"Is this man dead?" Zhang Yan saw the corpse on the ground rosy face, as if she was asleep, and said in disbelief.

"Can this be false? If you don't believe it, you can check it yourself." The man said frankly.

Zhang Yan went down the steps, squatted in front of the corpse, first counted her pulse, and then opened her eyelids for examination.

Although the body is still warm, the heartbeat and pulse are gone, and it is indeed dead. It is strange that the pupils have not become larger.

Seeing Zhang Yan get up after checking, Uncle Zhong hurriedly asked, "Madam, how about it?"

"Die." Zhang Yan said softly, then looked at the leading man and said, "What disease does this person suffer from? When will he come to the clinic for treatment? When will he die?"

"My brother suffered from ordinary diarrhea. He came to Hehuantang for treatment in the morning and died in the afternoon. Don't think about not admitting it. When my brother came to the hospital, many people saw it. Zhou Qingshu's quack doctor had no pulse and directly sold him a golden gun pill, saying that it would cure all diseases, which killed my brother." The man said angrily.

Zhang Yan had already believed most of the man's description. This was indeed something her own man could do.

Just as she was worried about how to deal with the aftermath and was worried about whether Chen Sheng would be involved in a life lawsuit.

I heard someone outside the crowd shouting: "Whoever causes trouble, whoever causes trouble, don't you take me Luo Sanhu seriously?"

Accompanied by the shouts, a man with sharp eyes and sharp mouth and monkey cheeks led four subordinates and squeezed in.

"I told you who it is? It turns out that it is Luo Sanshu. When did he change his name? Why didn't I notify me? Do you look down on me?" The troublemaker sneered.

Luo Sanhu recognized the identity of the people who caused trouble and felt a little scared. He thought of the generous reward from the clinic owner, so he said with a tough bullet: "Jinhua Street is my territory, it was agreed upon. You, Yang Kui, also took my money. Could it be that you want to go back on your word?"

"What's wrong with your territory? My brother is dead, can't I come and ask for an explanation?" Yang Kui pointed to the corpse on the ground and said.

"Die? Really or not?" Luo Sanhu said in surprise. Seeing that Yang Kui just snorted coldly and ignored him, he had to look at Zhang Yan and said, "Madam Run, this person?"

"Dead." Zhang Yan nodded slightly.

"This... I'm afraid it's not going to end. Master Zhou must come forward." Luo Sanhu looked around and said, "By the way, where is Master Zhou?"
Chapter completed!