The entire place fell silent; even those who looked like they wanted to scream were silenced by a single glare from Su Qiulian.
Everyone was trembling with fear.
Su Qiulian was quite satisfied with the effect.
She walked up to the crowd, planted one foot on Wang Wu’s back, and forced him out of his curled-up “ball” state, though his limbs remained limp and as broken as could be.
At the same time, Su Qiulian pressed down harder, and a “creak creak” sound came from under her foot—the sound of Wang Wu’s ribs and spine on the verge of breaking.
“Ah! Ah! Murder! Murder!”
Only Wang Wu was still screaming, nearly fainting from the pain.
His face was ghostly pale, drained of all blood.
He lay sprawled on the ground, covered in dust.
If it were any other time, being stepped on by a beauty, Wang Wu would have given a lecherous grin.
But now, he could only howl in misery, looking as wretched as a pig about to be slaughtered at New Year.
“Quiet!”
As if finding him noisy, Su Qiulian kicked his jaw.
Not only did she dislocate it, but her subtle force also damaged his vocal cords, so that he could no longer scream like a butchered pig.
Blood pooled on the ground in front of Wang Wu, mingling with his tears of regret.
Damn it!
How did I provoke such a deranged woman?
I don’t even have the strength to resist!
Indeed, he was only regretting offending Su Qiulian.
He felt he’d done nothing else wrong.
The shocking red on the ground burned into everyone’s eyes; the onlookers seemed to forget they had legs.
Or rather, no one dared to run away under Su Qiulian’s gaze.
Su Qiulian brushed the dust off her shoe and said in a loud voice, “Now, you’ve all seen it. Since we already have a volunteer, let’s not waste everyone’s time. Let’s invite Shen Immortal Doctor to show us her miraculous skills!”
With that, she didn’t wait for anyone to react.
Su Qiulian walked over to Shen Qingyi, took her still-trembling hand, and said gently, “Alright, Xiao Shen, with me here, you can go ahead and demonstrate in front of everyone with peace of mind!”
Hearing this, Shen Qingyi couldn’t help but lift her head to “look” at Su Qiulian, feeling her hand held firmly.
Su Qiulian’s hand was warm—delicate and soft, banishing the discomfort that lingered in Shen Qingyi’s heart and giving her an inexplicable confidence.
With that boost, the shadow in Shen Qingyi’s heart was swept away.
“Mm!”
Shen Qingyi nodded firmly, gripping Su Qiulian’s hand to help herself stand.
Su Qiulian supported her, and once she was up, led her by the hand to the fallen Wang Wu.
At this point, Wang Wu could still manage some rough breaths.
He looked up at the two beauties, holding hands as they approached him.
Shen Immortal Doctor knelt down in front of him.
Strangely, though the one before him was a blind girl, Wang Wu suddenly felt as if he was being seen through, body and soul. He started to shudder.
He seemed afraid.
But Shen Qingyi paid him no mind.
She raised both hands, hovering them above Wang Wu’s body.
As her spiritual power flowed, a soft white light glowed from her palms.
That white light shone on Wang Wu, and the healing effect appeared at once.
First were his shattered internal organs, ribs, and spine from Su Qiulian’s stomp, then his jaw and vocal cords, and finally the limbs that had been broken at the start.
Before everyone’s eyes, the half-dead Wang Wu suddenly stood up again as if nothing had happened.
Even he himself was dumbfounded.
He touched his restored hands, then looked at Shen Qingyi and Su Qiulian before him, and suddenly cried out in terror.
“Immortals! Immortals! I’ve offended immortals!”
Then he “thudded” to his knees and kowtowed several times, crying, “Immortals! Immortals! I was blind before and offended you! Please, Immortal Sirs, be magnanimous and overlook my faults! Immortals…”
He kept kowtowing, as if he wouldn’t stop until Shen Qingyi and Su Qiulian spoke.
Seeing this, everyone around was convinced.
The person before them was truly an Immortal Doctor; all traces of contempt vanished from their eyes.
They all knelt down and kowtowed to Shen Qingyi.
“Immortal! An immortal has descended!”
“We were speaking carelessly just now and offended your immortal ears! Please forgive us, Immortal!”
“Please forgive us, Immortal!”
With this, Shen Qingyi was at a loss for what to do.
She simply waved her hands in panic, saying, “Alright, alright! I’m here for the Free Clinic! What are you all doing?”
“Free Clinic?”
Everyone looked up, suddenly remembering the banner that said it was a free clinic.
They kowtowed one more time, then got up in a hurry.
Seeing everyone get up, Wang Wu tried to stand as well, but Su Qiulian pressed him back to his knees with another kick.
“I wasn’t talking about you!”
Su Qiulian looked down at him with a chilling gaze.
At this point, Wang Wu truly felt like crying but had no tears.
But what could he say?
He’d made his own bed—crying wouldn’t help!
What else could he do?
He could only kneel.
After this spectacle, everyone spread the word, and a long line quickly formed in front of Shen Qingyi’s stall.
Soon it seemed the whole street had come—whether sick or not—to see Shen Qingyi.
Naturally, everyone saw Wang Wu still kneeling at her stall.
Some who had disliked him for a while laughed and said, “Yo! Isn’t that our Lord Wu? Haven’t seen you look this pathetic in days!”
“Hahaha!”
The street was filled with laughter.
And in order to save face, Wang Wu could only shake his head and say, “What do you know?! Kneeling for a beauty can’t be called pathetic!”
“But I clearly saw you get beaten down earlier!”
“Exactly! You’re not so impressive after all, Wang Wu! Eh?”
“Hahaha!”
Everyone laughed heartily; the street and the stall overflowed with joy.
Of course, all this was on the premise that no one disturbed Shen Immortal Doctor’s work.
Su Qiulian stood watch beside her the whole time, maintaining order and silently warning everyone that it was best not to try anything foolish.
Just like that, the day passed quickly.
As dusk approached, Shen Immortal Doctor needed to rest, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
Even Wang Wu was finally allowed to leave by Su Qiulian.
“Aiya! I’m exhausted after a whole day—I can’t feel my limbs!”
Shen Qingyi stretched as she spoke.
No wonder—she’d spent the entire day at the stall, seeing patients from at least the whole street.
A major illness would have been one thing, but most were just minor ailments.
Things like rhinitis, colds—even someone who wanted her to check their hemorrhoids!
Of course, Su Qiulian chased that one away.
“Haaah…”
Shen Qingyi yawned.
After using her healing arts all day, she really couldn’t walk another step.
As soon as she tried to push herself up, she started to fall backward.
But she didn’t hit the ground. Instead, she fell into a soft, fragrant embrace.
Naturally, it was Su Qiulian.
Her cool yet bewitching voice sounded beside Shen Qingyi’s ear:
“How about I carry Xiao Shen home?”
“Carry? Better piggyback me…”
Before Shen Qingyi could finish, she felt herself lifted off the ground, then swept up in Su Qiulian’s arms in a princess carry.
“Isn’t Xiao Shen made to be carried?”