The doctors had never heard of it, but passers-by knew it clearly.

"Miss Jun used to be a bell doctor. She went from street to street and everyone knew her," they said enthusiastically.

Bell doctor.

To put it bluntly, many bell doctors are just charlatans.

The doctors were even more certain. There were many such swindlers in the capital, but Jiulingtang was the first one to become famous all of a sudden.

The crowd quickly arrived in front of the Jiuling Hall, but the scene before them surprised them a little.

The place was not crowded with customers, but rather deserted. Two waiters were sitting on stools at the door chatting and laughing.

There are no customers? Why does it sound like everyone in Beijing is coming here to see a doctor?

"You don't know the rules." The vendor holding a basket and calling out for help saw them standing there with confused expressions, so he smiled and said, "Jiulingtang doesn't see patients every day. We only see patients on the 3rd, 6th, and 9th of each month."

He really thinks he is the Buddha and receives incense on different days.

"And even if a large number of people come, not everyone can be treated by Miss Jun." The peddler continued, "It depends on whether you have the fate to be treated by Miss Jun."

Ugh.

The doctors all cursed in their hearts.

"Tomorrow is the ninth day of the lunar new year. Let's come again tomorrow to see what kind of mischief she will cause." Everyone said, waving their sleeves and leaving angrily.

The next day when they met up and went to Jiulingtang again, although they had expected there to be a lot of people, they were still shocked by the long line.

The line stretched from the door to the street corner. At a glance, there were no less than a hundred people, men, women, old and young, and all of them looked pious. It didn't look like they were there to see a doctor, but more like they were going into a temple to worship Buddha.

Chen Qi saw these people from the window and frowned.

"I think 369 is still not suitable enough." He said after a moment's hesitation, "It's still not effective enough."

The two guys looked at the team outside and stuck out their tongues.

This is not enough. This is the third time the list has been announced regularly, and the number of people has increased by nearly half compared to the previous two times.

It is conceivable that more people will come next.

"In the future, we will only see patients on the 3rd, 6th and 9th days of the month, and we will also limit the number of patients we see each time," said Chen Qi.

Is there a limit on the number of people?

More than half of the people in the queue were turned away by Miss Jun. It would be good if there were 20 to 30 people who could be seen each time.

After limiting the number of people, even fewer people can be examined.

"What's wrong with less?" Chen Qi said, "Things are valuable because they are rare. Our Jiulingtang is valuable and rare."

The two guys looked at him and didn't dare to refute.

Chen Qi is now the shopkeeper of Jiulingtang, and the rule of 369 was set by him, and Miss Jun did not object.

It seems that he will have the final say in Jiulingtang from now on.

"You change your mind every day." Fang Jinxiu's voice came from inside, and someone came in from the back hall, "How can you change the rules that have just been set?"

Chen Qi immediately smiled and replied yes.

"You're right," he said.

The two guys looked at each other.

You are wrong. From now on, this accountant lady will have the final say in Jiulingtang.

"There's no need to change this rule," Fang Jinxiu said, glancing at Miss Jun who walked in from behind her. "Because no matter how many people are in line, she can still decide how many patients she can see."

Miss Jun nodded and sat down in front of the examination table.

"But our medicine can follow this rule." Fang Jinxiu continued, looking at the medicine cabinet.

Why was the rule of 3, 6, and 9 set for seeing patients? It was because Miss Jun and Liu'er were busy preparing medicinal materials every day, but more than half of the medicine cabinets were not filled, so they set aside some time to speed up the preparation of the medicine.

“For medicine, you can always set limits,” she said. “First, the price is high, so it’s automatically screened out.”

Chen Qi nodded repeatedly.

"You're right, let's do this." He said, "Once Miss Jun has prepared the medicine, we will discuss and determine the limited amount based on the price."

Fang Jinxiu nodded and looked at the sky and the crowd outside.

"Open the door," she said.

The two guys responded and walked forward together to open the door.

The queue suddenly surged, and the person at the front was so happy that he almost stumbled when he walked through the door.

The doctors standing by and watching looked horrified.

People who come to the clinic to see a doctor are all worried and sad because of their illnesses. How can they be so happy?

Those who went in came out quickly.

"How is it?" the people in the waiting queue asked anxiously.

"Miss Jun said she won't treat my illness." The man said happily, "I can go to another hospital for treatment."

It was exactly what she said. What did she think of us doctors from other clinics? This disease was too simple and not worth her seeing, so she asked us to come? This was simply humiliating. The doctors were even more angry when they saw this scene with their own eyes.

The second person was sent out just as before and left happily.

Until the seventh one came out happily and answered that he had been examined when asked.

"Miss Jun told us to go home and wait. She will come to treat my wife tomorrow." the man said.

It is obvious that he is a household servant. When there is a serious patient in the family who cannot get up or it is inconvenient for him to show up in public, the servant will be sent to do the work.

"How can you treat patients like this? You can diagnose without seeing the patient?" a doctor said with a frown.

The vendor next to him clicked his tongue.

"Just describe it to Miss Jun," he said. "Someone once exaggerated the description in an attempt to get Miss Jun to see him, but Miss Jun didn't fall for it at all and pointed out his flaws in just a few words."

Having said this he nodded again.

"I told you, Miss Jun only sees patients who are predestined to see her. You can't cheat."

Several doctors rolled their eyes, saying this was just a trick of fortune telling.

After hearing the servant's answer, the people waiting there expressed uneasiness.

"That looks very serious." Everyone said, but then their expressions turned envious, "Fortunately, there is Miss Jun, she will definitely be cured."

The servant also nodded happily.

"Yes, yes, I must quickly tell my wife the good news." He said, and ran away like the wind.

It’s good news that I was diagnosed with a serious illness!

Are you sick?

They are happy to be rejected for treatment, and they are also happy to be diagnosed with a serious illness. Are these people crazy?

How did Jiulingtang manage to make so many people go crazy?

The doctors looked at Jiulingtang and the endless stream of people lining up in shock.

"Hey, look." Suddenly a doctor whispered, pointing in a direction, "It's Doctor Jiang."

The doctors looked in the direction he pointed and saw an old man standing on the other side of the street. It was Jiang Youshu, the director of the Imperial Hospital.

Jiang Youshu did not look at the people queuing, but looked towards Jiuling Hall with a serious expression. The laughter of the women in Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion was still echoing in his ears.