My Silly, Sweet Wife

For a healer, the greatest taboo is misdiagnosing an illness.

Upon hearing Fan Chang'an's words, Fan Zhidong did not bother to greet Ye Guichen and quickly ran out.

Fortunately, the patient had just picked up their medicine and hadn't gone far.

Fan Chang'an hurriedly pulled the patient back.

Fan Zhidong quickly re-diagnosed the patient, this time focusing on the abdomen, and discovered that the patient had developed stones, causing a blockage that led to intermittent fevers.

Feeling immensely guilty, Fan Zhidong repeatedly apologized and then opened a prescription of free medication to help the patient pass the stones, finally calming the patient's emotional state.

After finally sending the patient off, more than half an hour had passed.

With sweat on his forehead, when Fan Zhidong faced Ye Guichen again, his previous doubtful expression had turned respectful.

Ye Guichen didn't even feel the pulse; just by looking from afar, he could diagnose the illness. Fan Zhidong felt ashamed.

In this world, there are very few who can achieve this; they are as rare as phoenix feathers.

With such medical skills, he is indeed qualified to become the Sect Leader of the Shennong Sect.

All previous doubts vanished.

"Sect Leader Ye, I am deeply sorry for my offense. My old eyes failed to recognize a True Dragon; I'm truly ashamed!" Fan Zhidong continuously bowed to Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen quickly supported Fan Zhidong: "Old sir, you're being too polite. I was just lucky to have noticed it, and there was a lot of guesswork involved. You don't need to do this."

Fan Zhidong knew Ye Guichen was giving him an out, and he awkwardly chuckled: "Sect Leader Ye, may I ask what brings you to our small clinic?"

Fan Zhidong did not believe that Ye Guichen came here just to visit Ji'an Hall.

Seeing there were no other patients, Ye Guichen decided to inquire about Longsheng Hall across the street: "Oh, old sir, how much do you know about Longsheng Hall across the street?"

"Longsheng Hall?" Fan Zhidong was taken aback. Although he didn't understand why Ye Guichen was asking about Longsheng Hall, he glanced over and explained: "I'm afraid Sect Leader Ye will laugh at this, but although we are neighbors, we barely interact. To be frank, Longsheng Hall moved here six months ago. I don't know their background. I visited them when they arrived, but they weren't welcoming. However, I heard that the person who opened the clinic is somehow connected to Medicine King Valley and is an outer disciple of theirs, but I'm not sure if that's true."

Ye Guichen asked further: "Then have you noticed anything unusual about them?"

"Unusual?" Fan Zhidong felt there was an implication in Ye Guichen's words, but before he could speak, Fan Chang'an interjected: "Sect Leader Ye, did Longsheng Hall do something wrong? I have to say, Longsheng Hall is really strange. Our clinic is in a poor location, so we often have to go far to advertise. But since Longsheng Hall came, they only tend to one or two patients a day, sometimes none at all."

"However, they don't seem worried at all, as if the lack of patients doesn't trouble them."

"Of course, having no patients is good news for us practitioners of Chinese medicine, but it's not realistic. Considering rent, labor, and medicine costs, these expenses are significant. It would be a miracle for them to sustain for two months without patient income."

"But they've managed for six months, and their medicine transactions seem perfectly normal. Even the pharmacists and staff inside are plump and healthy, showing no fear of losing their jobs."

Hearing this, Ye Guichen furrowed his brows, sensing something strange about the situation.

It seems Longsheng Hall truly has ties with those engaged in child trafficking.

"Oh, and one more thing, you might not know. It's quiet during the day over there, but business is surprisingly good at night. Almost every night, they have three or four different groups of patients, sometimes even a dozen. But when I've been free and observed, those who come at night are robust adults, moving confidently, not seeming ill at all."

At this point, Fan Chang'an also wondered, "Sect Leader Ye, is something going on over there?"

Ye Guichen more or less understood but didn't want to involve the Fan family, so he smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was just asking."

Seeing that Fan Chang'an wanted to inquire further, Ye Guichen quickly changed the topic, asking Fan Zhidong: "Old sir, I see this street has many clinics; why not choose a location with more foot traffic?"

Fan Zhidong sighed: "Sect Leader Ye, you might not understand. More people means more patients, which means more income. But... alas."

Fan Zhidong's demeanor clearly indicated there was a hidden difficulty.

Fan Chang'an's expression also changed slightly, letting out a cold breath: "Sect Leader Ye, many on this street want to curry favor with Medicine King Valley, knowing that they and Shennong Sect have been at odds for a long time. Since they heard my grandfather used to be an outer disciple of Shennong Sect, they treat us like thorns in their side, isolating us. We had no choice but to settle here."

Ye Guichen was taken aback by this revelation.

Unexpectedly, Medicine King Valley is so ruthless.

"Why does Medicine King Valley have such influence here in Quanzhou?"

From what Ye Guichen knew, even places like Jinling wouldn't give Medicine King Valley such power. In the large Chinese Medicine Association, only Fang Wushang had any affiliation with Medicine King Valley.

Why would people here push the Fan family aside just to please Medicine King Valley?

Fan Zhidong gave a bitter smile and explained: "Sect Leader Ye, you might not know this, but although Quanzhou is just a small town, there is a Spiritual Spring at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. Medicines brewed with that spring water often have miraculous effects. Many years ago, Medicine King Valley occupied that spring, sending people monthly to collect and return the water. Over time, for convenience, they opened a clinic here in Quanzhou. But it's essentially some outer disciples doing Medicine King Valley's bidding. The real purpose of that clinic is to gather spring water monthly for Medicine King Valley."

"Yet, Medicine King Valley is so powerful that even with just outer disciples, people on Medicine Street curry favor with them. As a result, to make an impression, they exclude us."

Ye Guichen felt guilty: "It's our Shennong Sect that has implicated you."

Fan Zhidong hurriedly waved his hands: "Sect Leader Ye, you are being too harsh. Healers are compassionate. I have always taken pride in my father's being an outer disciple of Shennong Sect. Although Medicine King Valley is skilled, they've been driven by capital and blinded by money. To them, healing and saving lives is merely for profit, completely contrary to the medical path. Therefore, I bear no grudges against Shennong Sect. I was delighted when I heard a Shennong Hall opened in Jinling, and I immediately sent Chang'an there."

As he spoke, Fan Zhidong grasped Ye Guichen's hand, somewhat excitedly: "Sect Leader Ye, I've heard many stories from my father about the Shennong Sect. I've always hoped that I would live to see its revival."