Chapter 284: Chapter 146: The Special Patient
Several days later, the free clinic at Little Ci’en Hall was held as scheduled.
It was barely dawn, and Yun Sheng along with a few others had already arrived early at the clinic.
From transporting dicinal herbs to arranging tables and chairs, they were busy until the sun was three poles high, only then did the free clinic officially start.
The staff at Little Ci’en Hall, full of anticipation for a large turnout of local residents seeking dical help, waited until noon but didn’t see a single patient.
This puzzled everyone, including the normally patient Gu Feng who couldn’t help but wonder as well.
"What’s going on? Why haven’t we seen a single person," Lin Yao’er was also getting anxious.
She had clearly posted the clinic’s announcent in the busiest taverns, market entrances, and residential areas of the city.
"I’ll go around and take a look," declared Gu Feng, volunteering himself, and he ran off to investigate.
After a while, the pudgy boy returned, covered in sweat.
As he ran, he was also panting, "I know, I know... I finally found out why no one’s coming for treatnt. dicine Emperor Pavilion... People from dicine Emperor Pavilion are running a free clinic just at the street corner ahead."
dicine Emperor Pavilion is having a free clinic too?
Upon hearing this, Yun Sheng imdiately stood up.
dicine Emperor Pavilion holds a free clinic only once every three months. She had inquired about it; their last clinic was just a month ago. Why another free clinic so soon?
Without a doubt, dicine Emperor Pavilion must have learned of the free clinic at Little Ci’en Hall and decided to hold their clinic to suppress ours.
Both are free clinics, but dicine Emperor Pavilion, with its superior reputation and credibility, is undoubtedly like a magnet. As long as dicine Emperor Pavilion is holding a clinic, Little Ci’en Hall can’t expect to attract any patients.
Even if we were to give out dicines for free, people would still choose dicine Emperor Pavilion.
"What should we do? Should we hold our clinic on another day?" Lin Yao’er said sorrowfully as she looked at the dicinal herbs already prepared on the stall and at the people sweating under the sun.
"Changing the date won’t help; it’s clear they are challenging us. Needless to say, however many tis we hold a clinic, they will do the sa. dicine Emperor Pavilion is a big establishnt, they can afford to waste so manpower and resources. We are just an unknown dical shop, and yet we’ve managed to get dicine Emperor Pavilion to compete with us, which is quite ironic," Yun Sheng pondered for a while and had already made a decision in her mind.
"You guys stay and watch the stall, Gu Feng, co with
to the front," Yun Sheng and Gu Feng left the stall and turned the street corner.
Soon, Yun Sheng saw the free clinic stall of dicine Emperor Pavilion.
Indeed cunning, Yun Sheng surveyed the surrounding location.
dicine Emperor Pavilion clearly had smoothed things over with the governnt of Yujing City; their clinic location was perfectly situated at the intersection of the three busiest streets of Yujing, where carriages and crowds surged, and the flow of people was completely diverted by them.
Unlike the temporary and rudintary white canvas stall set up by Little Ci’en Hall, the stall of dicine Emperor Pavilion was adorned with a large sign with the na of dicine Emperor Pavilion, and more than ten dicine Gathering Boys, dicine n, and several doctors were busy non-stop.
At one spot where the crowd was the thickest, Yun Sheng imdiately spotted Cheng Sihai sitting in the back, along with the sowhat familiar Qi Tian.
It turns out it was this duo of doctors known for their lack of dical ethics.
Yun Sheng roughly guessed that this free clinic by dicine Emperor Pavilion was related to Cheng Sihai, watching as the queue for dicine Emperor Pavilion extended over a hundred ters long.
The queue at Cheng Sihai’s spot alone was sixty to seventy ters long, and it was still growing.
His fellow Imperial Doctors, including Imperial Doctor Cheng and Doctor Fan, were both famous Imperial-level doctors in Great Zhou.
His dical skills need not be ntioned as they were also very superior, let alone the fact that he is a Four-direction Wanderer Doctor, ranking just below an Imperial Doctor in the world of dicine.
Such a doctor, even if participating in free clinics on ordinary days, would at most treat around ten people.
Today, in order to undermine the Little Ci’en Hall, Cheng Sihai actually went all out, personally attending to patients.
When the common people heard that a Four-direction Wanderer Doctor was holding a clinic, they all flocked to him, completely neglecting the deserted corner where Little Ci’en Hall was located.
"One by one, don’t crowd, Doctor Cheng is very busy," several dicine n shouted as they maintained order.
Cheng Sihai also saw Yun Sheng and Gu Feng standing at the other end of the street and revealed a proud smile.
Competing with him, this ti Little Ci’en Hall would not only fail to attract clients but would also end up paying for the dicines.
"Let’s go," Yun Sheng watched for a while and, unable to think of any way to counteract, simply went back to the free clinic’s booth first.
As Yun Sheng turned to leave, in an inconspicuous tavern at the street corner, an old man and a steward were watching from behind a railing.
The scene of Yun Sheng and the Little Ci’en Hall being marginalized by the dicine Emperor Pavilion also caught the old man’s eyes.
"This recklessly naive girl, her fur isn’t even fully grown, yet she dares to compete with the dicine Emperor Pavilion. She truly thinks, just because she has crafted a Holy-grade Elixir, that she is the top doctor in the world," the old man, with his grayish-white beard, displayed powerful tiger-like eyes, emanating an aura of authority without being angry.
Although he was dressed ordinarily, the essence of a veteran from the battlefield emanated from his bones, sharp as knives and swords.
On one side, his old steward Uncle Yun hurriedly poured a cup of wine for the old man, muttering to himself in his mind.
The young lady never claid herself to be the top doctor, and I don’t know who it was that day, hearing that the young lady had crafted a Holy-grade Purple Ginseng Golden Pill at Wu Xuan Wuji Hall, was so thrilled like a monkey, jumping up and down ecstatically at the Martial Saint General Mansion.
He even got drunk on quinidine, in his mont of joy, shouting incessantly, truly worthy of being a descendant of my Martial Saint General Mansion, a Holy-grade Elixir, haha, far more formidable than that youngster Wen Ruochu.
Old Man Chen, Old Man Lin, which of your descendants can compare to this old man?
At the age of eight, what was Wen Ruochu doing? He probably could only craft a Low-grade Elixir for fun.
Uncle Yun, listening by the side, felt both helpless and amused.
Wen Ruochu is none other than Grandmaster Wen.
Ah, my lord, can’t you be more straightforward?
These thoughts, of course, Uncle Yun only dared to keep to himself, not saying them aloud.
The gray-bearded old man and the wine-pouring steward are none other than the Martial Saint General Yun Bahe and his old steward Uncle Yun.
Seeing the old general verbally castigating the young lady while his sharp gaze occasionally drifted over to dicine Emperor Pavilion’s clinic booth, the old steward grasped sothing, "Old General, don’t bla the young lady, she is young and doesn’t foresee everything."
Ever since Yun Bahe found out Yun Sheng was his own granddaughter, although he said nothing, he collected news about the young lady under various pretexts every day.
From the place of the young lady’s birth before six years old to when she ca to Yujing, entered the Royal Magic Academy, then transferred to Wu Xuan Wuji Hall; the old general wanted to thoroughly investigate everything.
Of course, these matters, Uncle Yun knew, but the old general would never admit aloud.
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