It's alright if you can't find it, the division of the Eastern and Western districts hasn't been around for long; there are living witnesses.
Xu Huo took a ride and left, finding an underground clinic far from the city center.
The cost at the Eastern District Hospital isn't high, so most people don't require substitutes like these, which are for those who find it inconvenient to have their wounds treated at a hospital.
Inside the curtained partition, an elderly doctor had just finished washing his hands, turned his head and was startled to see the person sitting in the back, but quickly calmed down, "Can't you players not be so sneaky? Knocking on the door during broad daylight shouldn't cause problems."
Xu Huo drew the curtain and covered the stabbed patient who hasn't awakened from anesthesia yet, and said to the doctor, "Don't be nervous, old sir. I'm just here to ask a few questions."
