"Doctor Yun, some thugs have arrived outside, insisting that the doctor treat their injuries," the servant boy said, clutching his chest.
Yun Qian frowned slightly and followed him out, "I'll go take a look."
As he was about to head to the front courtyard, Shao He pushed open the door and came out, "What's happening?"
"It's nothing, I'll go take a look; you stay in the backyard and don't come out." Yun Qian was worried that these thugs meant trouble.
Watching him leave, Shao He lifted his foot and followed.
In the front hall, the thugs were sitting on chairs, one of them shaking the table with his feet propped up on it.
Several seriously injured thugs leaned against the wall corner, while a few others idly chatted.
Yun Qian, displeased, walked over and knocked on the table, "Please put your feet down."