This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

When Qingfeng returned to the clinic, there were already four or five people standing inside.

The group of teenagers, all dressed in white, each held a long sword and exuded extraordinary heroism and charisma.

This display of power startled Qingfeng, who couldn't help but laugh:

"Wow...so many people? Who's here to see a doctor?"

As they were talking, Qingfeng noticed that among the teenagers was a girl in a pink dress, her face pale and her expression pained, sitting on a grand chair.

It seems she's the one who came to see the doctor.

Just as Qingfeng was about to step forward, one of the boys, who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, suddenly blocked his way, his expression unfriendly, and said:

"Are you Dr. Li?"

Qingfeng was taken aback, not expecting that the other party was still after his master's reputation.

Seeing this, Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, saying:

"My master is not here."

The boy immediately said:

"Quickly bring your master out! My junior sister has injured her leg. Come and treat her!"

Qingfeng had no choice but to explain:

"Unfortunately, my master has been away for some time, but I can take care of ordinary wounded soldiers. Perhaps I should..."

"Get out of my way! You're so young, you probably don't even understand pharmacology or medicine, yet you dare to practice medicine and see patients..."

Before Qingfeng could finish speaking, the other party immediately spoke rudely.

Not only him, but the other teenagers also looked at Qingfeng with the same hostility, clearly not trusting him.

Qingfeng wasn't annoyed; he simply smiled faintly and said:

"Don't worry, although my medical skills are not as superb as yours, Master, I'm confident I can heal a leg injury..."

However, he was met with a clear, sharp sword cry.

The young man drew his longsword and placed it against Qingfeng's shoulder, shouting sternly:

"I told you to get out of my way! Have your master come out and heal my junior sister within three breaths, or I'll tear down your clinic..."

Qingfeng's expression visibly turned cold. These people were utterly unreasonable. They came to him for medical treatment, yet they dared to be so rude. They truly had no respect for anyone.

"Junior Brother Nangong, you mustn't be rude..."

Just then, the oldest young man in the group stepped forward, glared at the boy, and then casually cupped his hands towards Qingfeng, saying:

"Doctor, my junior sister is of noble birth and cannot be treated carelessly. Please trouble you to invite your master out."

"Ouch...it hurts..."

"Senior brother, I can't take it anymore..."

As the young man spoke, the girl sitting in the armchair suddenly cried out in pain.

Qingfeng glanced at her leg and saw that her left ankle was twisted and deformed. Although she was wearing shoes, the swelling was still visible, indicating that her tendons and bones had been injured.

As a healer with a compassionate heart, Qingfeng tried his best to suppress his displeasure and said:

"I've already said, even without my master, I can heal in the same way. If you don't believe me, then please find someone else. Goodbye."

Before the words were even finished, the sword-wielding youth immediately roared:

"How dare you! Who gave you the audacity to speak to us like that?"

Just then, Wang Jingshu and Mingyue, who were at the new house, also heard the commotion and ran over.

Wang Jingshu happened to see the young man holding a sword to Qingfeng's shoulder, and for some reason, a murderous intent that almost devoured her reason suddenly rose in her heart.

"Senior brother..."

Without even thinking, she rushed over and deflected the opponent's sword with a single strike, then attacked the young man without hesitation.

The boy was clearly no ordinary person; aside from being caught off guard at first and having his longsword deflected by Wang Jingshu, his reaction speed was extremely fast.

Just as Wang Jingshu's sword was about to strike, the other hand holding the scabbard suddenly rose up, using the scabbard to block Wang Jingshu's sword.

The moment the sword tip touched the scabbard, the young man understood Wang Jingshu's confidence.

"Tch, so she's just a country bumpkin who's never even set foot in the Lower Three Heavens. She's asking for it..."

In an instant, a powerful force suddenly erupted, flowing from the scabbard to the blade, causing Wang Jingshu's hand to go numb and her body to shudder violently, as if her internal organs were about to be shattered.

"careful..."

Qingfeng was shocked and struck with lightning speed, landing a palm strike on Wang Jingshu's back.

The magical power surged, causing Wang Jingshu's body to retreat three or four steps.

With each step, a shallow footprint appeared on the bluestone bricks of the ground.

When the two stopped, Qingfeng's expression had changed from kind to cold.

He hadn't looked closely enough and hadn't expected that the young man in front of him was actually a fourth-level Grand Martial Master.

This caused him to be careless for a moment, almost allowing Wang Jingshu to be ambushed by his true energy.

If he hadn't used his magic to release the true energy that had surged into Wang Jingshu's body, she would probably be seriously injured by now.

Mingyue, who was standing nearby, was also startled. She quickly grabbed Wang Jingshu's hand and used her magic to enter her body to check for any injuries.

"Jing Shu, are you alright?"

Mingyue asked with concern.

Wang Jingshu shook her head, her lips turning slightly pale.

She really thought she was going to die just now.

Fortunately, my senior brother stepped in.

"Nangong, step back..."

The eldest young man spoke first.

The white-clad youth who made the move glanced sideways at Qingfeng and his group, his eyes full of disdain, and muttered something under his breath:

"A bunch of country bumpkins."

Having said that, he stood behind the young man, looking at Qingfeng and the others with hostility.

The young man stepped forward and said in a deep voice:

"I apologize, it was my junior brother who was rude, but it was also because this young lady made the first move, so we're even."

"Since Dr. Li is not here, we will not disturb him any longer."

Having said that, the young man turned around, waved his hand, and gave the order:

"Lift up your junior sister and let's go."

"Ouch...it hurts so much, I'm not leaving, let him treat me..."

However, the moment the men in white lifted the girl up, she immediately screamed and pointed at Qingfeng, crying out in agony.

Qingfeng remained silent, but Wang Jingshu, standing behind him, stepped forward and pointed at the girl on the armchair, saying:

"Senior brother, it's her! She was the one who almost hit someone while riding her horse in the street..."

Qingfeng nodded upon hearing this, indicating that he understood.

When the young man in white saw Wang Jingshu pointing at the girl, his eyes instantly turned cold.

"If you dare point again, believe me, I'll cripple your hand..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingshu frowned, gritted her teeth, and instead of showing any fear, glared angrily and said:

"If you dare to speak disrespectfully again, believe me, I'll rip your tongue out..."

"you..."

Mingyue remained silent, but a Five Thunder Talisman bearing the seal of her master, Dao Xuan Tianzun, appeared at her fingertips. All the magical power within her body began to surge, and her gray-white eyes held a suffocating killing intent.

However, just as Mingyue was about to make a move, Qingfeng took a step to the side and blocked her way.

Mingyue was taken aback, somewhat confused.

She still remembered that last time at Fuyang Mountain, Qingfeng killed several people to stand up for Wang Jingshu.

What's wrong with me today?

Qingfeng didn't explain, but simply looked at the group of people in front of him and said calmly:

"If her foot isn't treated soon, it might become necrotic..."

Upon hearing this, the girl on the armchair immediately burst into tears.

"Senior brother, quickly let him treat me..."

The young man in the lead looked troubled and turned to Qingfeng, his tone carrying a hint of accusation:

"You...can you really cure it?"

The breeze replied calmly:

"able."

Seeing this, the young man stopped insisting on letting Li Daoxuan come out, and instead took out a heavy ingot of gold from his pocket and handed it over, saying:

"Then I'll have to trouble you, doctor."

Qingfeng accepted the gold without expression and immediately prepared to treat the girl's injuries.

Wang Jingshu tugged at his sleeve and said aggrievedly:

"Senior brother, they've gone too far..."

Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, saying softly:

"You guys go back over there first."

Although Qingfeng's tone was gentle, it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Mingyue felt relieved, put away the Five Thunder Talisman, and turned to leave with Wang Jingshu.