Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

Seeing that the other party had finally appeared, Qin Ning used one hand to control and suppress the plague energy, and with the other hand picked up the earthenware jar that had been placed on the bedside table, and poured out the light pink liquid one after another.

This is water to dilute the blood on the tip of his tongue.

At the same time, the raccoon that had been perched on his shoulder nimbly leaped down, ran to another earthenware pot, and with a scoop and a lift of its paws, tossed the pot high into the air, filling the room with white smoke that temporarily obscured the view of everyone inside.

This container contained a mixture of lime and flour, intended to buy Qin Ning a little time.

When splashed directly with the blood from the tip of the tongue, the spirit instantly became incredibly ethereal, but it was not completely annihilated.

Qin Ning extended one hand, a faint arc of lightning flickering in his palm. He didn't fully unleash the lightning in his palm, but it became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Countless fragments of light, veiled by white smoke and dust, entered Qin Ning's spiritual platform.

White dust still lingered in the room. He activated [Greed] to refine the remaining plague energy within his body, transferring some of the transformed power into Zhao Zhiwei's body on the bed.

To prevent the other party from being unable to withstand the torment and dying.

After doing all this, Qin Ning slowly began to remove the silver needles from Zhao Zhiwei's body.

All of this, though complex in explanation, happened in the blink of an eye.

The appearance of white smoke caused a brief moment of chaos in the room. After his obstructed vision was restored, Master Zhao pushed aside the two servants protecting him and immediately looked at his father beside the bed.

After confirming that the other person was unharmed, it was noted that their beard and hair had become even whiter.

Then she confronted Qin Ning, asking, "Doctor Qin, were your actions just now also for treating my son?"

In the chaos, Master Zhao was not quite clear about what was happening, but in all his years of life, he had never seen anyone treat the sick and save lives in such a way.

Qin Ning didn't explain, and didn't even say a word.

With a faint smile, he silently pointed to Zhao Zhiwei on the bed, whose expression had returned to clarity. Because of the power he had transferred, her thin and pale face was now quite rosy.

As a doctor, it's only when you can't cure a disease that you need to explain yourself.

He cured the person, so what's there to explain?

"Zhiwei! Are you alright?" Master Zhao displayed a dexterity beyond his years, rushing to the bedside in a few steps.

Zhao Zhiwei said weakly, "Father, I feel like I've had a nightmare these past two days..."

"Grandpa! You've come to see your grandson too?"

Not wanting to disturb the three generations of the family, Qin Ning waved to the cat that was still shaking its fur on the ground.

The person and the cat left the room.

Meow~~

The raccoon cat, which had grown from a small black cat to a black and white cat, let out a spoiled meow.

It seems to be saying whether I performed well or not.

Qin Ning wiped the white powder off its fur and chuckled, "You did a good job. I'll take you out for something delicious tonight."

Meow~

The cat stretched out its five claws and gently stepped on Qin Ning's shoulder.

An unpleasant sound came from the courtyard gate.

"Oh, your boast has backfired? You come out looking so disheveled, did you manage to hurt Young Master Zhao?"

Qin Ning glanced at the other person coldly, wondering how such a fool had managed to sneak into the clinic.

"You two good-for-nothings are still here?"

Doctor Dong's face flushed red instantly. Before he could say anything, Master Zhao walked out of the house.

"Gentlemen, my child has recovered under Physician Qin's treatment. You two won't need to trouble the physician again when you return."

"Impossible!" The man surnamed Dong's eyes were full of disbelief as he took a step towards the house.

Qin Ning said coldly, "Master Zhao, the young master has just recovered from a serious illness and needs to rest quietly. It's best not to let irrelevant people disturb him."

Two servants following behind Master Zhao, with keen insight, blocked the doorway like two gatekeepers, preventing the physician from arriving.

"Who are you calling a nobody!"

Qin Ning scoffed, "This is Master Zhao's residence, so he's naturally not here. I just cured Young Master Zhao, so I'm not here either. Then tell me, who here is just some random person?"

"You brat, how dare you insult me!"

Doctor Dong's face turned as red as a monkey's bottom, and he brandished the medicine pouch at his waist, ready to charge forward.

Master Zhao quickly ordered his men to stop them, and the young apprentice also stepped forward to comfort him.

In the end, it was only when he said, "When Doctor Qin treated my son, he used acupuncture, which seems to be a seventh-grade acupuncture technique used by you doctors," that the man surnamed Dong finally calmed down.

Looking up, it was still early, not even noon yet.

Qin Ning was led by a servant to the hall to rest for a while.

He sipped his fragrant tea, his attention completely focused on the book "The Great Curse Book" in his mind.

This time, the subdued little ferocious beast not only increased the life essence in its dantian by more than 10%, but also...

It even came with a supernatural power.

[Supernatural Power: Yearning for Family]

It can affect other people's emotions, causing them to feel a strong longing for their loved ones.

This method... I wonder how much it will affect emotions, but just from the description, if used properly, it might have unexpected effects in actual combat.

I'll give it a try when I have time.

As Qin Ning was pondering this, Master Zhao walked in from outside the hall, followed by a servant carrying a wooden tray.

The two doctors from the clinic disappeared; they must have been too ashamed to stay any longer.

"Dr. Qin, this is the agreed-upon consultation fee. You saved my son's life, and I owe you a favor," said Master Zhao, lifting the red cloth from the tray.

There were 10 small silver ingots neatly arranged inside.

Beside it, there was also a stack of silver notes.

"Here is a total of one thousand taels of silver. I have exchanged fifty taels for cash for you, and the remaining nine hundred and fifty taels are in silver notes. They can be exchanged at the Wangfu Money Shop in Suzhou."

The Zhao family truly lives up to their reputation as a long-established wealthy family; they handle matters with utmost care.

Qin Ning's gaze swept over the tray, a smile playing on her lips. She rose, cupped her hands in thanks, and silently pondered the words "Wangfu Money Shop."

The more you learn about this vassal king, the more complex he becomes.

Feng Hanying said her eldest son was suffering from a strange illness, and who knows what twists and turns might be involved. However, this matter did give him the opportunity to enter the Prince's mansion later.

"Doctor Qin, I have prepared a small feast at my residence this afternoon. Would you do me the honor of joining me?"

Qin Ning carefully put away the silver and money in the dish and nodded with a smile in agreement.

It was still early, and the treatment would take much less time than he had anticipated. Someone was offering to treat him to lunch, which saved Qin Ning the trouble of deciding what to eat.

On the way to the dining room, he gave them a special reminder.

"Master Zhao, you must have noticed that I am an acupuncturist, but my lineage incorporates some techniques from beyond the Great Wall. Please do not reveal the latter part of your son's treatment to anyone."

"Young friend, rest assured, I keep my mouth shut. However, you have offended Physician Dong of the Good Doctor's Clinic today. If you want to practice medicine in Bei'an City in the future, you'd better be careful."

Master Zhao admired Qin Ning's skills, but he did not agree with his confrontational approach.

"Oh? This person has considerable power behind him?"

Qin Ning roughly knew that the Liangyi Institute seemed to be specifically set up for local vassal kings, and the officials there were not of high rank and did not have much power.

"He was just an unranked physician, so naturally he didn't have much influence. However, his father had some connections with the medical department in Bei'an City that managed the medical households."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ning felt instantly relieved.

His household registration was at the Imperial Medical Academy in Kyoto, which was beyond the jurisdiction of the medical authorities in Beian City.

Dude, I can't select it!

After enjoying a delicious meal at Zhao's residence, the cat and I took our leave.

Qin Ning went straight to the pharmacy, called Old Zhang, and headed to the clinic by the Xiao'an River.