As soon as the three of them reached the middle of the mountain, they could only move from the original side by side to the front and back.
It's nothing else, it's just that people are already standing there since the middle of the mountain.
But these people were all frowning and sighing.
Ye Feng asked curiously: "Is there still a famous place in this place? Why are there so many people queuing here early in the morning?"
Han Yumiao smiled, "Xiao Feng, you don't know anything. They all came to Yaowang Sect to see a doctor!"
"Our Yaowang Sect can be said to be known to everyone in Jinling. No matter what difficult and complicated diseases it is, even if it is a disease that cannot be treated in the hospital, you can come to our Yaowang Sect to see it."
"Also, our Yaowang Sect has left a tradition. Free medical consultations are held every day on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. No matter where patients come from, we can treat them for free."
"Today is exactly fifteen, so I guess these people are waiting in line for free medical consultation."
Han Yumiao's words were quite contented.
In fact, it is not a big deal for Han Yumiao to be proud. Not to mention being in Jinling, even in Yanjing, thousands of miles away, the name of the Yaowang Sect is widely circulated.
Every year, many people who were sentenced to death by the hospital travel thousands of miles to Yaowangmen to treat their illnesses.
Although not everyone can cure it, most of the symptoms have been alleviated.
Ye Feng nodded when he heard this, and he found that it was indeed as Han Yumiao said.
Although these people are different in age and some are holding children, they are all critically ill patients without exception.
When practicing medicine, it is important to look, listen, ask and touch. This is to watch the patient's face, complexion, expression, etc.
Therefore, Ye Feng could also see that the situation of this group of people was very worrying.
After another half an hour, the group of three finally arrived at the top of the mountain.
Ye Feng looked up and saw a courtyard standing at the end of the steps.
The gray wall tiles, red doors, antique colors, the green moss on the wall and the cracks on the door illustrate the age they have experienced.
The two stone lions at the door were already mottled, looking like they had been hurt by time.
I saw a couplet on the door post.
A few big words are written on it, "I hope that people in the world will not be sick, but rather put medicine on it to produce dust."
The font is majestic and grand, and Ye Feng couldn't help but admire it when he saw it.
Looking up, I saw a large plaque of golden nanmu on the door, engraved with three bright characters, Yaowang Gate.
"It's quite majestic!" Ye Feng said with his head tilted.
"That's right, did you see that couplet? It was written by my master after he became the master."
"Look at that plaque again, it was during the Tang Dynasty..."
Han Yumiao told Ye Feng and Han Qianqian proudly about the history of the Medicine King Sect.
Ye Feng listened patiently to Han Yumiao's speech, and he felt a rough idea of the situation of the Medicine King Sect.
"Hey, it's logical that the free clinic should have started long ago, why haven't the door been opened yet?"
Han Yumiao muttered and was about to go forward and call the door.
But before I could hold my hand on the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and a young man in his twenties walked out of the yard.
Han Yumiao was caught off guard and almost staggered.
"Are you here to see a doctor? Go and go, go down and queue up! Didn't you see that you are all queuing here?"
"No, we are here..."
"What are you? I'm busy and I don't have time to listen to your longing. Hurry up and queue up."
The young man drove Han Yumiao impatiently.
"We are here to find Gui Lingzi."
"Ask who are the people standing on the steps who are not here to find my master? Let me tell you, don't rely on your seniority, I won't be yours. Go and go, go down and queue up!"
Everyone hadn't cared about it before, and after the young man said this, he realized it.
"Hey, I'm immortal. You're shameless, why are you still going to the line?"
"That's right, I'm really not qualified."
"You two are his granddaughter and grandson-in-law, right? Hurry up and take him to the back and queue up. I didn't see so many of us lined up here!"
Some people have taken out their mobile phones and started recording Han Yumiao's behavior, and then sent it to the most popular short video software nowadays.
With the audio, "Family, who knows it! How much old man who doesn't queue up during the medical treatment?"
Then click Send.
Seeing that it was angered by the public, Han Yumiao didn't dare to say anything else, so he had to take Ye Feng and Han Qianqian back down to the middle of the mountain to line up.
When we arrived early in the morning, the weather was very cool and the three of us didn't feel anything.
But as the sun gradually rose and the temperature in Jinling itself was also very high, the three of them gradually couldn't stand it.
Especially Han Qianqian, her snow-white skin has begun to turn a little red.
Even Ye Feng's clothes were soaked in sweat.
Not to mention Han Yumiao, he picked a large leaf from somewhere and kept fanning it as a fan.
In front of Ye Feng is a middle-aged woman holding a child.
The woman dressed very simply. Even without makeup, it can be seen that the woman has a good foundation. She must be a beauty when she was young.
The child in the woman's arms seemed to be about seven or eight years old, with simple eyes written in her eyes. She lay quietly in the woman's arms, and from time to time she stretched out her hands to wipe the sweat beads on the woman's forehead.
"Big brother, are you here to see a doctor too?"
The little boy asked Ye Feng with his big eyes.
Ye Feng nodded.
"Is that big sister your wife? She looks so pretty. You can tell from the way she looks at you that she likes you very much."
Ye Feng was stunned when he heard the little boy's words. He didn't expect that such a young child would know so much.
Even Han Qianqian next to Ye Feng blushed when she heard the child say this, but her heart was very sweet.
"When I grow up, I have to find such a beautiful wife. It's a pity that I may not have grown that big."
As he said that, a look of loss flashed in the boy's eyes, as if he was bearing the burden that he should not have at his age.
"Silly boy, what are you saying! This time, even if my mother kneels to death in front of the miracle doctor, she will ask him to cure your illness."
The woman could no longer listen and her eyes were slightly red.
"Mom, we don't have money, and the miracle doctor will not treat us."
"Chengcheng is not afraid of death. After Chengcheng dies, his mother can go back to find his father."
The boy obediently stretched out his little hand to wipe the woman's tears.
Hearing the little boy's words, Han Yumiao frowned, stepped forward, and asked, "What does the child mean? Didn't you come to participate in the free clinic today?"
The beautiful woman shook her head and smiled bitterly.
"There has been no free medical consultations since the Yaowang Sect more than ten years ago."
"Now no matter who you are seeing a doctor, it costs money. Moreover, the miraculous doctor has added three new treatments."
"Oh? Which three people are not cured?" Han Yumiao frowned.
The beautiful woman said without changing her face:
"Not difficult and complicated diseases can not be cured."
"I can't give enough medical treatment."
"Don't follow the doctor's advice and will not be cured."