The patients behind them were greatly shocked by his words.
This physician was so confident in his medical skills?
No cure, no fee?
The patients behind were no different. Without them needing to speak, Qin Hanchu had already stated their symptoms.
Like the first patient, Qin Hanchu did not immediately collect payment.
Word-of-mouth publicity was always the best form of advertising.
In the following days, more and more people came to Qin Hanchu's clinic.
Qin Hanchu consistently maintained the practice of treating first, then collecting payment.
From the third day onwards, patients started coming to deliver money, stating that their ailments had been cured by Qin Hanchu.
In just half a month, Qin Hanchu became a well-known young miracle doctor, famous both near and far.
Early in the morning, dozens of people were already queuing up at the clinic's entrance.
Upon seeing Qin Hanchu arrive, these people greeted him with smiles: "Good morning, young miracle doctor!"
Qin Hanchu smiled and greeted everyone, then opened for business.
"What is this? Why are so many people gathered here?"
At half-past eight in the morning, an old woman was passing by the clinic with her granddaughter.
Seeing the long queue outside the clinic, the old woman asked curiously.
"Perhaps the clinic is having an event," her granddaughter replied.
The old woman nodded and paid it no mind.
As they walked past the line, they happened to overhear some patients chatting.
"Is this person's medical skill truly as legendary as rumored?"
"He knows the symptoms just by looking, without needing to feel the pulse or conduct an inquiry?" a middle-aged man in the queue asked.
"For common ailments, it's indeed like that. Only for complex cases does Physician Qin ask detailed questions."
"Is it really true that he collects payment after curing the patient?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.
The young man behind the middle-aged man said, "Of course, it's true. I'm here today specifically to pay."
"Do I need to register?"
The young man shook his head. "No, Physician Qin said it's based on self-awareness."
"Isn't he afraid someone will default on payment?"
The young man scoffed, "There shouldn't be many people like that, right?"
"Are you all here for consultations?" the old woman stopped, asking the people in line.
"Yes."
The old woman asked in surprise, "It seems his medical skills are quite excellent."
"Naturally, Physician Qin's skills can be described as transcendent."
"Transcendent?" The old woman chuckled, "I wonder if he can cure my ailment."
"Let him give it a try?" her granddaughter suggested.
The old woman hummed in agreement and then led her granddaughter towards the clinic.
Inside the clinic, everything was orderly, with all those seeking treatment queuing up conscientiously.
Qin Hanchu stood behind the counter, explaining patients' conditions as he dispensed their medication.
"I didn't expect him to be so young." Upon entering the clinic, the old woman looked at Qin Hanchu with surprise.
"Can he really do it? Are these people in line all decoys?" Seeing how young Qin Hanchu was, the old woman's granddaughter was highly skeptical of the patients' authenticity.
With such youth, what medical experience could he possess?
"We'll know if we try," the old woman said.
"Please examine my grandmother," the old woman's granddaughter said to Qin Hanchu, approaching the counter.
"Excuse me, but shouldn't you two be queuing?" the people behind them said unhappily when they saw the two cutting in line.
The old woman's granddaughter snorted and then produced a token: "Do we still need to queue now?"
"The Martial Clan's ancient token!"
"They are direct descendants of the Martial Clan."
Upon seeing the token, everyone immediately lost their temper.
The eight great ancient clans held extraordinary status within the Dragon Gate; how could these commoners dare to oppose them?
Seeing that no one spoke further, the old woman's granddaughter wore a smug expression.
Just then, Qin Hanchu looked at the two and said, "Either queue up, or wait until I close for the day to examine you."
"Don't you recognize this token?" The old woman's granddaughter placed the token on the counter, declaring proudly, "Does my Martial Clan need to queue at your humble clinic?"
"If you look down on my humble clinic, you are welcome to leave. I am not begging you to come."
With that, Qin Hanchu continued attending to the patient in front of him.
"Quite arrogant for such a young age!" the old woman said displeasuredly.
Qin Hanchu ignored the two of them and continued treating his patients.
"You dare to ignore me!" The old woman said angrily, seeing that Qin Hanchu was not paying her any mind.
Noticing the old woman's anger, the patients in line quickly said to Qin Hanchu, "Physician Qin, please treat her first. Don't provoke the Martial Clan on our behalf."
"This is a clinic for commoners. Once you enter this door, there is no distinction between noble and humble."
"If you do not wish to abide by my rules, then leave."
Qin Hanchu's words stunned everyone.
No one had expected Qin Hanchu to directly confront someone from the Martial Clan in such a manner.
"On the lands of the Dragon Gate, the eight great ancient clans are of a higher standing."
"Your clinic is established on Dragon Gate land, so you must accept this."
"You want to practice equality for all here?"
"Do you intend to shut down your clinic!"
Upon hearing Qin Hanchu's intention to implement equality, the old woman's gaze turned increasingly cold.
The establishment of a hierarchical system by the eight great ancient clans was, in itself, a means of governance.
How could they stand idly by while Qin Hanchu sought to dismantle this system?
"If my clinic is forced to close, that will be your loss."
"Especially you, if you do not receive effective treatment soon, you will have at most two months to live."
Qin Hanchu was unfazed by the old woman's threat, stating calmly.
"What do you mean? You can cure it?" The old woman's eyes were filled with astonishment, and she hastily pressed further.
"Queue up!" Qin Hanchu said very seriously, looking into the old woman's eyes.
The old woman remained silent, thinking that she would deal with Qin Hanchu after getting her illness treated.
"You had better not be boasting, or you will face the consequences."
Leaving behind a threatening remark, the old woman turned and walked away.
The old woman's granddaughter shot Qin Hanchu a furious look before following her grandmother out.
"Physician Qin, what you did was too dangerous. The eight great ancient clans are not to be trifled with."
"Your actions could very well bring disaster upon yourself."
After the old woman left, the patients at the front of the line said with concern.
"No need to worry about me. Let's continue."
With that, Qin Hanchu resumed treating his patients.
An hour later, the old woman, accompanied by her granddaughter, arrived at the counter.
The old woman looked at Qin Hanchu and said coldly, "First, tell me what my illness is."
"Time is up, I'm off to lunch."
"If you wish for a consultation, come early to queue this afternoon."
With that, Qin Hanchu took off his white coat.
"You brat, are you deliberately playing with me?"
In order to get her illness cured, the old woman had lowered herself to join the queue.
After waiting for so long, it was finally her turn.
But Qin Hanchu was about to go off for lunch!
This was clearly him playing games with her!
"Lunch is served precisely at eleven-thirty."
"You can only say you have bad luck, as it's exactly time."
Qin Hanchu pointed to the notice board on the wall.