Early the next morning.

Qi'antang just opened the door for business, and suddenly found a sea of ​​people outside.

As soon as the door opened, a group of people poured in, not just twenty, but two hundred people. Even the guy who was taking medicine in the hall was almost injured internally. After a while, Qin Ling appeared, bringing a group of nursing staff with them, weighing heavily.

He drove those people out and said sternly: "What are you doing blocking here so early in the morning and not letting people open the door for business?!"

The people outside were shouting loudly, but it suddenly became quieter.

Everyone looked at the Qinling Mountains standing at the door.

That man with unparalleled appearance is a sight to behold. There is such an outstanding person in Kyoto. It is truly a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

Behind Qin Ling, another person slowly stepped out.

Qu Tan'er stretched his waist lazily, glanced at the many people below casually, and asked with a confused face: "It's very lively today, but why is the entrance of the Qi'an Hall blocked by all the chaos? What should I do if someone is seriously ill?"

"Miss Qu, I'm here to seek medical treatment."

"Me too! I want to meet Mr. Mo, Divine Doctor Mo."

"..." There are all kinds of things, all in the name of asking for medical treatment.

It was useless for Qu Tan'er to pretend to be confused. She glanced at the crowd secretly and got a headache.

Chengcheng said last night that there might be trouble today, but he didn't expect that they would come as soon as the door opened. Let alone twenty people outside, there were at least a thousand people. More than 80% of these people were probably servants sent to occupy positions.

, naturally some people want to fish in troubled waters.

"Do you think Mr. Mo is really a miraculous doctor? If he is really a miraculous doctor, why set a threshold?" A discordant voice of doubt suddenly sounded in the crowd. This kind of doubt is really what most people have thought about in their hearts.

Echoes quickly arose, "I heard that the people who went to the hospital yesterday gave away many treasures..."

"I heard that the Yudaozong presented the goblins that had been around for ten thousand years. Xingchen Pavilion gave them..." Those precious things were revealed one by one in public. Everyone was in an uproar.

"If you are too greedy, will you be a liar?"

"Yes! I also suspect he is a liar..."

The discussion started, and the shouting was not too loud, but it was still heard clearly by most people present.

Qin Ling frowned and whispered: "Here we come. These people will cause trouble."

"As long as they are not out of line, there is no need to worry about them." Qu Tan'er smiled and looked at the surging crowd below. Although he is a servant, he is not ashamed to have seen the world and is sent by a large sect. Those people can choose

It was only a small number of people who didn't know about it, as well as ordinary people watching the show.

Qu Tan'er whispered a few words to Qin Ling.

Qin Ling looked at the door coldly, then turned back to the house.

After a while, he came out again with a notice and posted it in front of the door.

The general meaning of the above is that because there are so many patients seeking medical treatment and they cannot be distinguished in order, a medical box will be set up in front of the door in the future. Those who want to seek medical treatment can write their names on the post and put it in. Qi'an Hall will open it every day.

Twenty name stickers were drawn out in public to show fairness.

Soon, a locked wooden box was placed at the door of Qi'an Hall.

Qin Ling took the sword and made a small hole in the box, just big enough to put a sticker in. After finishing it, he said loudly: "Everyone, each patient is only allowed to put in one sticker. The box will be sealed a quarter of an hour before midnight every day.
Chapter completed!