But this incident really served as a wake-up call to Zhan Qingyue.
Han Yiyun went to the shipyard several times to investigate and discovered a serious matter.
"Yueyue, our shipyard was clearly deliberately set on fire. It was not caused by the shipwrecks accidentally."
Hearing this, Zhan Qingyue's face became more solemn.
Who on earth would set fire to their own shipyard just after it opened?
Zhan Qingyue thought about it but couldn't figure out whose interests he had offended at the shipyard.
Han Yiyun looked at her like this and couldn't bear to say: "Yueyue, don't worry too much. Your health is important. Just leave the matters at the shipyard to me to investigate. I will definitely give you a satisfactory result."
Zhan Qingyue looked at Han Yiyun, who was patting his chest to confirm, and burst into laughter.
"Brother Han, don't put too much pressure on yourself. You can't guard against thieves for a day, but you can't guard against thieves for a thousand days. Let's just be more careful in the future."
After sending Han Yiyun away, Zhan Qingyue was alone at home, thinking about what she needed for sailing, and decided that it would be faster to go to a free clinic to gain some goodwill.
You might even hear some helpful news on the street.
Soon, the Zhan Qingyue Free Clinic stall was set up at the door of his medicinal food pavilion.
On this day, many people came to see me for medical treatment.
Just when Zhan Qingyue had finished his free clinic for the day and was resting for a while in the backyard of the Medicinal Food Pavilion and preparing to close the stall and go home, he suddenly saw a few beggars taking some unwanted food from the back door of the Medicinal Food Pavilion and preparing to leave.
"The Lord Zhan's family is really a good person. He gives us food every day so that we don't go hungry."
"I have been begging for food all day, and I don't even have a steamed bun. Fortunately, I have Zhanjia. Otherwise, I would have been hungry again today."
"Huh, don't keep talking to the Zhan family. As the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind. The Zhan family's shipyard was burned down a few days ago. Mr. Han is busy dealing with this matter recently."
"Sigh, you deserve it. Who let them block other people's way..."
Zhan Qingyue listened to the chats of several beggars walking in the alley with her sharp ears, and was shocked.
He never expected that such important information could be hidden among Hao's humble group of beggars.
Zhan Qingyue didn't give up until there was no more sound in the alley.
The next day.
Zhan Qingyue came to the free clinic at the entrance of the Medicinal Food Pavilion early in the morning.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he set up the stall, a beggar came in, holding his stomach in his hands and asking for treatment.
The beggar had an unkempt beard, his hair was messy, and his clothes were so dirty that his true colors could no longer be seen.
I saw him holding his belly and screaming ouch.
"I said Lord Zhan, please stop pretending here. I have a stomachache because I ate something from your Zhanjia Medicinal Food Pavilion. Now you deliberately set up a free clinic stall here. Isn't it just for the sake of a good reputation?"
Zhan Qingyue raised her eyes and looked at the beggar in front of her, then calmly retracted her hand.
"Brother, I see that your abdominal pain is not very severe. You have no intention of talking nonsense anymore. Why don't you go back to your beggar's den and lie down? I can't accommodate you in this small temple."
The beggar couldn't catch the sarcasm in his words, so he raised his hand and pointed at Zhan Qingyue to curse.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Qingyue, with lightning speed, took out a silver needle from her arms and pierced the beggar's mouth fiercely.
He only heard a piercing scream from him, and then his whole body felt much more comfortable. There was no more sweat on his forehead and no more pain in his stomach.
"Brother, do you think your stomach still hurts? This is a typical overeating. You need to be careful when eating in the future."
This was not the first time that the beggar suffered from abdominal pain after eating and drinking. Now that he had received an injection from Zhan Qingyue, it seemed that even the seeds in his head were flexible.
"Hey, it really doesn't hurt anymore."
Not far away in the attic, Bai Fengzhu, the descendant of a family of genius doctors, looked coldly at the farce below and groaned.
"Hmph, you dare to show off your trivial skills. County Lord Zhan is truly a man who seeks fame and reputation. He will do whatever it takes to gain a good reputation."
Bai Fengzhu smiled evilly, twisted the handkerchief in her hand, and said to the little maid beside her: "Go and write a message to County Master Zhan, saying that I will open a free clinic stall opposite her. I hope she can do more in the future." care."
The little maid took the order and left.
Zhan Qingyue looked at the post sent by the little maid and accepted it expressionlessly.
"Your lady is going to open a whole stall. It will be a good thing to do good deeds for the people around you who are sick and don't have money for medical treatment. I welcome it very much."
Contempt flashed in the little maid's eyes, she bowed politely and returned to her life.
Soon, Bai Fengzhu's free clinic stall was set up.
The free clinic stalls on both sides were lined up with people, but some were happy and some were sad.
A thin man stood in front of Bai Fengzhu's stall, holding his stomach and raising his neck, shouting: "You are a descendant of a family of miraculous doctors. Didn't you agree to a free clinic? Why don't you show it to me?"
Bai Fengzhu glanced at the man coldly, and the little maid on the side left and stepped forward to chase him away.
"Go, go, don't you still know your own body? Go back and prepare for good things, and don't make trouble here."
The man's face turned green and he came to Zhan Qingyue's free clinic stall, cursing.
Unexpectedly, the little woman in front of him began to write a prescription after looking around, which surprised the man.
Just when the prescription in Zhan Qingyue's hand was about to be completed, Bai Fengzhu on the opposite side suddenly came forward with the little maid.
I saw that she was wearing a gauze curtain hat on her head and a white dress with patterns of plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums embroidered on it. She looked like an elegant and noble person.
Bai Fengzhu didn't even look at the prescription, so she covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Master Zhan, if you don't have diamonds, don't take up the porcelain job. The young man in front of you is obviously terminally ill. Why do you bother to write some comforting prescriptions to him? Not to mention the waste of money, it makes the patient happy in vain. .”
Zhan Qingyue raised his eyes and glanced at her, without saying a word, and continued busy with the work at hand.
After finishing the prescription, he handed the prescription to the man.
"Three times a day. Don't indulge in love affairs. Pay attention to rest."
Bai Fengzhu was coldly treated and looked extremely ugly.
At this moment, a young man hurried over and shouted to the two of them: "Doctors, please come and see my master. My master suddenly shivered all over and fell to the ground."
Bai Fengzhu's eyes lit up, and she immediately asked the maid to pick up the medicine box and followed the servant to the wealthy merchant.
After Bai Fengzhu came out from a wealthy businessman, her reputation became famous.
Many people around her know that she is Bai Fengzhu. The successor of the famous miracle doctor.
