The village beauty and me!

Zhao Liping didn't know how to treat him, so Chen Huan gave her a suggestion: "Didn't you just learn cupping? Follow the instructions I taught you before, find a suitable spot, and apply two cups to him."

"Judging from his condition, he won't die anytime soon. Once the poison is removed, the rest will be easy."

Zhao Liping calmed herself down and began to prepare for cupping according to the procedure Chen Huan had arranged.

The first cupping jar was placed on his buttocks, and Zhao Siming twitched in pain.

At this point, he had stopped shouting, not because he was not in pain, but because his voice was hoarse and he could no longer make a sound.

He kept rolling his eyes, tears, snot, and saliva all flowing out at the same time; he looked utterly miserable.

However, Zhao Liping's cupping treatment had an immediate effect, and the bee venom and stings, along with pus and blood, were quickly drawn out.

Visibly, the swelling in the injured area had subsided considerably, and Zhao Siming did indeed feel a bit lighter.

Then he urged Zhao Liping, "Hurry up, keep doing the cupping, I think it's working."

Zhao Liping dared not delay, and while agreeing, she continued to prepare for the cupping procedure in a flurry of activity.

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But at that moment, Chen Huan grabbed him and said, "Wait."

Zhao Liping was puzzled, but she still obediently did not continue cupping.

"Chen Huan, why are you everywhere?"

"What do you want to do!" Zhao Siming felt pain all over his body whenever he saw Chen Huan.

He angrily questioned her.

Chen Huan said with a smile, "There are some things we need to clarify beforehand."

"Doctor Zhao treats you, so shouldn't I pay him?"

"Making a racket in the middle of the night, dragging someone out of bed, creating an emergency room—isn't it acceptable to not offer any compensation?"

Zhao Siming nearly ground his teeth to powder, and said in a trembling voice, "You want to talk to me about money at a time like this?"

Chen Huan pursed her lips. "Look at what you're saying. If I don't talk to you about money, am I supposed to talk about feelings?"

"I don't know who led the group that smashed up Dr. Zhao's clinic."

"I heard that not even the pot was left; they were just short of setting it on fire."

"Cutting off someone's livelihood is like killing their parents; this blood feud is no ordinary one."

"They endured hardship and humiliation to save your life and cure your illness, how can you not pay them?"

"If I were Dr. Zhao, I wouldn't bother with you."

Zhao Siming glared at him, then looked at Zhao Liping, "You are not him, you are a member of the Zhao family."

"As long as you cure me, I'll forgive and forget what happened before."

Zhao Liping knew that Chen Huan was standing up for her, so she didn't falter at this moment.

He immediately said, "I'll listen to Chen Huan. I'll do whatever he tells me to do."

"If he tells me not to do something, I absolutely won't do it."

Zhao Siming was furious. "Don't forget your surname is Zhao! Don't forget who I am!"

Zhao Liping moved closer to Chen Huan and mustered her courage to reply, "My surname is Zhao, but it's not yours."

"Chen Huan taught me this cupping technique. He is my teacher. As a student, of course I have to listen to my teacher and listen to everything he says."

This was a rather ambiguous statement, but Zhao Siming didn't have time to savor the nuances.

He gritted his teeth and said resentfully, "Isn't it just money?"

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

"Is a thousand dollars enough?"

Zhao Liping didn't speak, but simply looked at Chen Huan with gentle eyes.

Chen Huan pouted, "Not enough, it needs at least three thousand."

Zhao Siming continued to grit his teeth, "That's really ruthless. You're really enjoying ripping me off, aren't you?"

"Alright, three thousand it is. I'm the village chief, I can't renege on my debt. Let's get the treatment done quickly!"

"Let's pay for the first can then," Chen Huan said unhurriedly.

"What do you mean? Isn't it three thousand yuan in total?" At this moment, Zhao Dashan also rushed over and asked fiercely.

"Who told you it was three thousand in total?"

"These symptoms are so severe, where can we get treatment? We can't even afford three thousand yuan."

"I was saying one jar costs three thousand, but look at this, why not just get ten or eight?"

"Tao Shao?" Zhao Dashan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

It's always been the Zhao family who's always the ones ripping others off, but today they've hit themselves on the head.

"You're way too dark-skinned!" Zhao Dashan roared.

"I don't know if it's black or not, but looking at your dad like this, if we don't get the poison out quickly, he'll basically be incontinent every day from now on."

"If you don't believe me, you can send him to the hospital now. Maybe he can be saved in time." Chen Huan looked confident and his words were full of sarcasm.

Zhao Dashan wanted to say something more, but Zhao Siming couldn't hold back any longer and gritted his teeth, saying, "Just do as he said, three thousand each."

"Zhao Liping, come quickly."

Chen Huan raised an eyebrow at Zhao Dashan and said, "Did you hear that? If you're going to be filial to your father, then hurry up and give him some money."

"Prepare 30,000 first, and we'll talk about it if it's not enough."

"Who the hell are you to ask me?" Zhao Dashan realized that Chen Huan was taking advantage of him.

Those around couldn't help but laugh again.

Although he was unhappy, Zhao Dashan didn't dare to be negligent. If he really hurt his own father to death or cripple him, no one in the village would take him seriously anymore.

He rushed back to raise the money.

Chen Huan continued to instruct Zhao Liping, giving Zhao Siming cupping therapy time and time again.

This kind of hands-on teaching is quite effective.

After several cupping sessions, Zhao Lipin mastered many techniques and learned new things, which made her very happy.

The way he looked at Chen Huan became gentler, even showing a hint of respect.

Zhao Dashan eventually brought the money, and Chen Huan didn't stand on ceremony at all, counting out three thousand for each can.

In the end, they took ten cans from Zhao Siming's buttocks and other private parts, and collected 30,000 yuan.

"This 30,000 yuan won't be wasted on you; you've seen the results."

"After resting for another ten days or so, I should be able to get out of bed again." Chen Huan, with 30,000 yuan in his pocket, took Zhao Liping's hand and walked out of the crowd, leaving with a flourish.

"Damn bastard, you've been eating our Zhao family's food, sooner or later you'll have to spit it all out, and pay it back tenfold with interest!" Zhao Siming roared viciously.

Then she glared coldly at Zhao Dashan beside her, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help me back."

When Chen Huan was nearing his home, he handed 30,000 yuan to Zhao Liping.

"Take this. With this money, you can open a small clinic in town. The rent there is cheap, only a few hundred yuan a month."

Zhao Liping frowned and pushed the money back, saying, "This money is what you earned."

"Besides, when did I ever say I was going to open a clinic in town?"

Chen Huan scratched his head. "It's not right for you to stay at our house all the time. I'm not worried about the food, I'm just thinking of you."

Zhao Liping snorted, "You're just afraid I'll interfere with your relationship with Li Chunlan, aren't you?"