Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 147 Trivial Matters of the Medical Clinic

"Ouch, what's going on?"

"So what if you reek of alcohol? I told you drinking can kill people!" The woman grabbed her husband's ear and said through gritted teeth, "Try drinking too much again and see if I'll give you a good look!"

"Ouch, ouch! We're still outside, let's talk about it when we get home..."

As the crowd watched with amusement, they didn't forget to make way for the drunk men, which made them shake their heads in disapproval.

"He looks like he's not breathing. Is he dead?"

"It looks pretty serious. I guess we'll have to carry him to Dr. Dong's place to save his life."

"It's hard to say. The clinic over there is packed with people every day. If we carry him over, we probably won't even be able to see the clinic's signboard. Besides, hasn't Doctor Dong been busy running around the whole prefecture these past few days? He's probably too worried to take care of things."

"That makes sense. So, is this really caused by drinking?"

"That's not clear."

……

Guan Xun stood in the crowd, his ears perked up.

Dr. Dong? She had forgotten about that.

Thinking that she had plenty of time before her appointment with Lin Miao, she casually pulled aside someone next to her to ask for directions to the clinic, then turned and left.

To prevent decay, all the buildings in the ancient town are made of bluestone, and there is not a single mountain range to be seen on the plain.

“Tongxin Hall…” Guan Xun walked across the street and stopped in front of a low hall, his gaze falling on the plaque hanging high.

The overflowing aroma of herbs made her subconsciously take a light sniff, and she immediately felt her whole body relax.

It was so crowded that she couldn't squeeze in.

There was a commotion ahead, as if someone was arguing about something, and the woman's crying was particularly loud.

Sighs rippled through the crowd as people parted to make way for a wide passage.

A weary-looking young man emerged from the crowd, carrying on his back an elderly man whose face was pale and who had stopped breathing.

His steps were heavy and slow. After taking a few steps, he turned back, his eyes red, and sighed at the woman who had collapsed to the ground: "Mother, let's go."

"Grandma, let's go back... Waaah!" The little boy cried out, tugging at the woman's arm.

The woman then got up, her face full of grief, and led the little boy away.

"It's said that he was attacked and poisoned by a monster, and it took him three or four days to come for treatment. If he had come in time, he might have survived," someone said with a sigh of regret.

“I advised him to come earlier, but he wouldn’t listen. He’s so stubborn… He only came here to make a scene after he was already dead, trying to save him. It’s a good thing that Doctor Dong hasn’t come back yet, otherwise he would definitely have dragged his feet and wouldn’t let him leave.” Another person was somewhat disdainful, thinking that this was all his own doing.

As the group walked past her, Guan Xun took a half step back. Although the whispers among the crowd were soft, every word reached her ears.

Is Doctor Dong not here?

Oh, right, I heard we were going to some kind of palace.

The somewhat heavy atmosphere was suddenly broken by a helpless male voice.

"Oh dear, young lady, you were just here yesterday. You're in excellent health; you could easily go into the sea and fight ten monsters." The man sat at the clinic's consultation table, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.

"Why do I always feel like my heart can't settle down? I can't fall asleep at night, and my mind is foggy all day long." The girl in the gauze dress with her hair in a bun had slightly flushed cheeks and patted her chest with her small hand. "There must be something wrong with me. I'll wait for Doctor Dong to come back and take a look."

The doctor was speechless for a moment: "Isn't it common knowledge that Dr. Dong won't be seeing patients at the clinic for the next few days? If you insist on staying here, it's not appropriate for me to treat patients back home."

"Well... I really feel very sick, could you please make an exception for me?"

The doctor's face twitched slightly, and he was filled with helplessness. He no longer bothered to hide his feelings: "This is the rule of our Tongxintang. We can't make an exception for you alone. I'll be blunt: you have lovesickness, and I can't cure you."

"If you really want to wait, please sit down to the side. I still have to see patients in the back."

The girl's face flushed red, and she awkwardly lowered her head, swaying as she got up, actually intending to wait aside.

She was breathing heavily and couldn't help but ask, "When will Doctor Dong return?"

The doctor waved his hand casually: "I don't know..."

Just then, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

Someone was shouting that Doctor Dong had returned.

The girl's eyes lit up, and her originally delicate figure instantly straightened up. She also nimbly peeked into the street, showing no trace of her previous sickly appearance.

Guan Xun also looked in the direction of the sound.

The young man had delicate and handsome features, but his white robe made him appear somewhat thin. A hint of fatigue showed between his brows as he carried his medicine box toward the clinic. He smiled and nodded in response to the people who greeted him, displaying a friendly demeanor.

It's no wonder that such a handsome young man would capture the hearts of so many young girls. With his hands that can bring back youth and his virtuous and talented character, who could resist his charm?

It really is winter sunshine.

Guan Xun was slightly surprised. It had been a long time since he had seen this kid, and he seemed to be doing quite well.

Compared to his previous foolish appearance, he now exudes a greater sense of composure.

The doctor sitting at the consultation table quickly stood up and waved to him: "Master, you're finally back."

Dongyang walked through the crowd, put down his medicine box, and flipped through the records on the table: "Hmm, did anything happen today?"

The doctor scratched his head, explained the situation briefly, and then pointed to the blushing girl next to him.

Before he could even begin to explain, Dongyang had already taken a bottle of medicine from the medicine box and handed it to him. His smile was extremely gentle, yet it carried a hint of aloofness: "Take it once every night."

Her heart suddenly raced, and the girl's ears flushed red. She instinctively lowered her head, avoiding eye contact, and stammered, "Dr. Dong, you haven't even taken my pulse yet..."

"Oh...sorry, I'm not seeing patients these days." Dongyang's smile remained unchanged. "Why don't you come back in a few days?"

"Then... will you personally examine me?"

Seeing Dongyang nod, the girl took a deep breath, grabbed the potion bottle, turned around and ran away: "See you then!"

"Master, this girl comes every day, why don't you just give in to her? But there are remedies for lovesickness, aren't there?" the doctor teased in a low voice as the man walked away.

Dongyang sighed softly, too lazy to argue with him. After telling him to focus on the diagnosis, he picked up his medicine box and headed into the clinic.

"I had long heard of a doctor named Dong in Yong'an Ancient Town who was not only a miracle worker but also handsome and said to have a great physique. However, he has become a bit thinner now."

Guan Xun took light steps, walked through the crowd, and slowly walked towards the clinic.

Her silvery voice was exceptionally pleasant to the ear, and her words carried a slightly teasing tone, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Even the winter sun paused slightly and turned around.

"I haven't had much of an appetite lately." Guan Xun looked sullen, but when he turned his gaze to the astonished face, he chuckled a few times.

"I wonder if Dr. Dong would make an exception and examine me?"