Today, Taoyuan Village is especially lively.
Originally, everyone gathered at the drying ground, watching the stage being built.
But as people walked into the clinic, men, women, and children followed suit.
Even at the entrance, a long line formed.
Of course, they were clearly using the pretext of chatting to see the doctor.
After the consultation, they'd say a polite phrase as the fee.
So for over an hour, Lin Yifan didn't know how many people he had seen.
Not a single penny was left behind.
Luckily, he wasn't at all concerned with such things; after all, Jiufeng curled up at the counter didn't stop for a moment.
While having to maintain a smile at all times, attending to every villager's inquiry.
Also being tormented by Jiufeng hiding under the counter, a feeling hard to describe.
