As members of the Wu clan, the two had long been accustomed to being high above others.
Qin Han Chu's actions had filled them with great indignation.
Especially the old woman, the anger in her eyes seemed to transform into tangible flames.
"My patience is limited; do not mistake my politeness for weakness."
"Treat me immediately, or I shall smash this clinic of yours right now."
The old woman spoke fiercely.
Upon hearing this, Qin Han Chu scoffed, "At your age, why such a fiery temper? In dealing with people, do not be so overbearing. Be more at peace."
"You impudent brat, daring to mock my grandmother!"
Qin Han Chu's tone was laced with teasing, which greatly angered the old woman's granddaughter.
She suddenly lashed out, aiming a slap at Qin Han Chu.
Qin Han Chu took a step back, then grabbed the old woman's granddaughter's wrist.
The old woman's granddaughter was an eighth-rank martial artist. She had not expected Qin Han Chu to evade her attack so easily.
More importantly, Qin Han Chu had grasped her wrist with such effortless ease.
This indicated that Qin Han Chu's strength far surpassed hers.
"Not only are you ugly, but you also have such a foul temper."
The old woman's granddaughter was not unattractive; she possessed above-average looks.
Qin Han Chu's remark that she was not good-looking infuriated her to the point of frenzy.
"You court death!" The old woman's granddaughter became ruthless, her palm striking towards Qin Han Chu's throat like a blade.
Qin Han Chu tightened his grip. The intense pain caused the old woman's granddaughter to let out a scream, her attack faltering midway.
"Your weak spot is caught; why do you still struggle?"
"Do you truly think I dare not hurt you?"
Qin Han Chu spoke coldly.
"Release my granddaughter, or do not blame me for striking first," the old woman said angrily.
Qin Han Chu sneered, "You merely possess the realm of a Grandmaster in name. In a real fight, you wouldn't even be able to defeat a ninth-rank early-stage cultivator."
"You!"
"How do you know so much about my condition?"
Earlier, the old woman had thought Qin Han Chu was merely putting on a show.
But upon hearing his last statement, her eyes were filled with shock.
How could Qin Han Chu know so much about her situation?
Without taking her pulse, how could he know these things?
Had Qin Han Chu gathered information about her beforehand?
But how could Qin Han Chu have known she would walk in?
Could Qin Han Chu's medical skills truly be so transcendent?
"If you wish for treatment, come back when I am on duty."
"Remember to come early; I have many patients in the afternoon as well."
With that, Qin Han Chu left the clinic.
As for locking the clinic door, Qin Han Chu saw no need.
Seeing Qin Han Chu leave the clinic, Wu Jingyi, suppressing her anger, said to the old woman, "I will find someone to apprehend him right now. How can we let him be so presumptuous in front of us!"
"Yes, send someone to wait for him."
...
An hour later, Qin Han Chu emerged from a restaurant.
Just then, an elder greeted him with a smile.
"Physician Qin, hello. Our master is feeling unwell. Could you visit him at his residence?"
Seeing the elder's polite demeanor, Qin Han Chu inquired, "Is he able to move around conveniently?"
"The master's legs have a persistent ailment, so his mobility is not very convenient."
"Alright, I will accompany you."
"Oh, and you must send someone to my clinic to tell the patients who are waiting to return."
Qin Han Chu said.
"I will send someone over immediately," the elder nodded.
Outside the clinic, more than a dozen people were already queuing.
The old woman from the Wu clan was waiting inside the clinic for Qin Han Chu's return.
Just then, the elder's subordinate arrived at the clinic.
"Everyone, Physician Qin has taken on an emergency case and will be temporarily closing this afternoon. Please return tomorrow."
Although the crowd was displeased, they dispersed one after another.
The old woman inside the clinic, upon hearing this, became furious.
"Where is he?" Wu Jingyi stepped out of the clinic, questioning the elder's subordinate.
"As I said, he's handling an emergency." Wu Jingyi's attitude greatly displeased the elder's subordinate, who replied coldly.
"An emergency? He probably ran off!" The old woman also walked out at this moment.
She had been glaring for so long, and Qin Han Chu still hadn't returned.
He must have fled!
"I don't know what you are talking about."
"Please leave now; I need to close up for Physician Qin."
Wu Jingyi glared at the subordinate and commanded, "Call him and tell him to come here immediately, or I will smash his clinic."
"Physician Qin is currently treating my master. If you want to smash his clinic, you must first ask if I agree!"
"Who is your master?" Seeing that the subordinate did not seem to be lying, Wu Jingyi asked coldly.
"Mo Yijian of the Mo family!"
"He's gone to treat Senior Mo?" Although the old woman was a direct descendant of the Wu clan, her status was far inferior to Mo Yijian's.
The Mo family was also one of the eight great ancient clans, and Mo Yijian held a supremely high position within the Mo family.
Let alone the old woman, even the patriarch of the Wu clan would respectfully address Mo Yijian as senior.
She had not expected Qin Han Chu to have the qualification to treat Mo Yijian.
No wonder Qin Han Chu dared to toy with them time and again; it turned out he had Mo Yijian backing him.
Upon learning that Qin Han Chu had gone to Mo Yijian's residence, the old woman and Wu Jingyi completely lost their composure.
At the same time, Qin Han Chu had arrived at the outskirts of Dragon City.
After getting out of the car, Qin Han Chu saw a wooden house hidden among the mountains and forests.
In the distance from the wooden house, there was a stream.
At this moment, an elder in his seventies was sitting in a wheelchair, gazing at the flowing stream.
This was Mo Yijian of the Mo clan.
Led by the elder, Qin Han Chu approached Mo Yijian.
Mo Yijian looked at Qin Han Chu with a smile and said, "As expected of the young divine doctor. You are indeed very young."
"My age is not very important," Qin Han Chu replied with a smile.
"That's true." Mo Yijian chuckled first, then pointed to his legs and said, "Please take a look, is there any possibility of curing these legs?"
Qin Han Chu did not say much. He knelt before Mo Yijian and carefully examined his legs.
"Poison of the Twin-Headed Silver Ring Snake?" Qin Han Chu asked.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yijian gave a thumbs-up, exclaiming, "Remarkable! You are the first to identify the cause without asking."
"I will detoxify you first, and then you will recover after taking some medicine for a few days," Qin Han Chu said.
"You can cure it?" Although Qin Han Chu had identified the cause, Mo Yijian did not hold much hope.
But he never expected Qin Han Chu to say it so lightly.
It was as if his problem was merely a trivial matter.
"The poison of the Twin-Headed Silver Ring Snake is indeed very troublesome."
"But unfortunately, I happen to know the antidote."
Qin Han Chu smiled.
"Then I invite the young divine doctor to treat me."
"As long as you can make me stand again, you will be my benefactor."
The Twin-Headed Silver Ring Snake is a very rare venomous snake.
The fact that it could paralyze Mo Yijian, a cultivator in the late Grandmaster stage, to the point of being confined to a wheelchair, showed how terrifying its toxicity was.