"Doctor Zhao, I'm sure Doctor Xiao Nier has already told you about our bet."

Zhao Jincheng glanced at the other person. The voice was a perfect match for his appearance.

I don’t want to look at him/her a second time after the first glance. If I stay with such a person every day, I would be doing a disservice to my eyes.

A grown man like him made a bet with a child and asked for twenty taels of silver. He was really bold and didn't feel ashamed.

If news was not spreading slower than before, Nier's reputation would have spread to several nearby villages long ago, and there would be no need for him to question it here.

To question the young disciple is to question yourself. Don't even think about taking the twenty taels. Besides, he looks so confident that he is well prepared. Who knows what shameful things he may have done behind the scenes. How dare he come up and talk to you with such a shameless face?

Zhao Jincheng has seen a lot of people, and he has seen quite a few like this. He just takes advantage of others to get what they want. He can't let him succeed, otherwise the little apprentice might be bullied every other day in the future. How can a master bear to see this? He must vent his anger for Ni'er.

Although he felt disgusted in his heart, his face showed no expression, and he said calmly, "Yes, I did."

The man was secretly delighted, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. If he hadn't forced himself to suppress it, his smile would have reached the sky. He grabbed the corner of his clothes in his hand and couldn't help rubbing it, as if it was twenty taels of silver, and he couldn't stop rubbing it.

"That's good. I don't need to waste my breath any more. In this case, please take a look at this package, Doctor Zhao. Is it right?"

The man took the packet of medicine, opened it and placed it in front of Zhao Jincheng.

Zhao Jincheng raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at it, "That's right."

He dares to play such a trick in front of me, taking me for a fool.

The man's hands trembled noticeably. He thought that Doctor Zhao would take a serious look at it and wonder if there was something wrong with the package. He would then apologize on behalf of his apprentice and fulfill the bet. Why didn't things develop as he had expected? What happened? What went wrong?

However, he threw some of the medicinal herbs into the stove and burned them. He actually lied with his eyes open. The master was protecting his apprentice. The man was so angry that he didn't know what to do. He turned around in circles like a headless fly.

Holding the package, she moved closer to Zhao Jincheng and almost put her hand in his eyes.

"Take a closer look at this thing. Is it correct?"

Zhao Jincheng had a smile on his face. This man really had no patience at all. He was upset by just one sentence and was even trying to be clever. This kind of personality was not suitable for working here. He stepped back a little, not wanting to get too close to him.

"I'm a doctor, don't you believe what I say?"

Doctor Zhao's medical skills and character are obvious to all, otherwise why would everyone speak well of him when they mention him.

The man felt that his previous speculation about him might be biased, but there should be no other possibility. How could it be such a coincidence that the medicine he casually threw away looked perfect when it came to him? What went wrong?

The man was in a panic, turning around in circles, rubbing his head unconsciously, feeling extremely annoyed. His brain had stopped thinking and he only knew that he couldn't let the twenty taels of silver that were about to be in his hands fly away.

He pointed at Ni'er angrily, his eyes and face were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "That means she got the wrong medicine at the beginning."

Seeing that he was so excited, Zhao Jincheng was afraid that she would hurt Ni'er, so he stood in front of her.

"There are only two doctors here, me and Ni'er, and we both think it's right. How can you be so sure that this package of medicine is wrong?"

The man held his breath in his chest, and he was in a dilemma. He hesitated and said, "I... I... this package of medicine is just not right."

People who were working nearby had already gathered around. Work could be done at any time, and this kind of excitement could not be missed.

"How could Doctor Zhao be wrong? Just admit defeat."

"That's right, Doctor Xiao Nier is very accurate in diagnosing illnesses, so how can the medicine he prescribes be wrong?"

"Hurry up and apologize to them, and forget about the twenty taels of silver. It's not what you deserve."

The man had a headache because of anger. Every time the people around him said a word, it was as if something was hitting his head. He couldn't help but yelled, "This medicine is wrong. Doctor Zhao is protecting his apprentice."

Others found it unbelievable. First of all, Ni'er would not prescribe the wrong medicine. Secondly, Doctor Zhao has always been upright. If this medicine is right, it is right, and if it is wrong, it is wrong. Moreover, if the wrong medicine is really prescribed, the patient might lose his life. Doctor Zhao would certainly not lie about such a big thing. How could this man be so sure that the medicine was wrong?

The people around him were very anxious when they saw that he was silent. "Why don't you speak? You were talking a lot just now, but now you are silent."

The man had no choice but to rub his hair hard and squat on the ground. He couldn't help but blurt out, "I threw away some of one of the medicines, so it must be wrong."

Suddenly he stood up and stared at Zhao Jincheng, pointing his finger at him, "You can actually say that this medicine is right. You are just biased towards your apprentice. If not, you would have received twenty taels of silver today."

Before Doctor Zhao could speak, everyone else showed disgust towards the man, their lips pursed, brows furrowed, and their eyes glanced at him from time to time.

"No wonder you swore that this medicine was not right. No wonder you dared to ask for twenty taels of silver. Feelings are waiting here."

"Do you know how scarce medicine is now? How dare you throw it away? There are so many people waiting for the medicine to save their lives. You should tell the yamen runners and have you thrown in jail."

"You are really willing to do this for twenty taels of silver, to slander a child's reputation. If you have this money in your hand, I wonder if you can sleep well at night."

The bailiff heard some noise here, as if there was a quarrel, so he came over to take a look.

The aunt walked up to the yamen runner and said, "Brother yamen runner, you are here. This person threw away the medicinal herbs."

The bailiff stepped forward, and his aura made the man look half a head shorter than before. "You threw the medicine away, where did you throw it?"

The man was a little afraid to look the other person in the eye. He opened his mouth, but found himself too nervous to speak, so he pointed at the stove.

Several people couldn't believe it and asked in unison: "Burned?"

"Okay, I'll take this man away first and wait for the county magistrate to decide."

Zhao Jincheng knew about the bet between him and Ni'er. Now he had lost completely and had to apologize to his young apprentice. He reached out to stop the bailiff.

"Let him apologize to my disciple in front of these people. We can't let those herbs go to waste."

Although the bailiff didn't understand why he had to apologize, after all, it was Doctor Zhao who said it, and there was no reason to stop him.

The man was unwilling to accept his fate. He lost his money, was caught by the yamen runners, and had to apologize. What happened today? Everything was planned well, and it was all the fault of the master and apprentice.

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