At lunchtime, Wang Xiaohu leaned over and said, "Senior Brother, look how popular you are. You've got more prestige than the town mayor."
Lin Taichu smiled. "I'm just a doctor. The townspeople come to see me because they trust my medical skills. If I couldn't cure them, who would pay any attention to me?"
Wang Xiaohu scratched his head. "That's true. Oh, right, Senior Brother, the matter in the capital has been resolved. Are we going to stay in Qinghe Town from now on?"
"Mm." Lin Taichu nodded. "I plan to practice medicine at the clinic from now on and never get involved in court affairs again. I really can't handle all the scheming and intrigue in the capital."
As they spoke, an apprentice ran inside. "Master, an elder surnamed Zhao is looking for you outside. He said you knew him in the capital."
Lin Taichu froze for a moment, then realized it was Zhao Feng. He quickly got up and went outside, where Zhao Feng stood at the clinic entrance. Zhao Feng wore clean coarse cloth robes, and the scar on his face no longer looked quite so terrifying.
"Elder Zhao, what brings you here?" Lin Taichu stepped forward and asked.
"The King pardoned my crimes and restored my identity. There was nothing interesting about staying in the capital, so I thought I'd come see you. I didn't expect your clinic to be so lively."
"His Majesty pardoned you? That's wonderful. If you don't mind, stay here. There are still empty rooms in the clinic."
"No, I have other things to do." Zhao Feng said, "I plan to travel around and see whether there's anyone who needs help."
"I came this time to tell you that Zheng Xiuyuan's case has been decided. He was sentenced to death by a