She was worried about Ma Bing's condition. If the child continued to be depressed, he would easily become unable to recover, so the prosthetic limb had to be made as soon as possible.
She got off the car outside the familiar Ping Shizhi Clinic, and made an appointment with the centurion to leave the city before going in.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard a lot of chirping sounds.
Unexpectedly, after she came to work as a female doctor last time, the ladies in the city actually had another place to go and often came to the clinic to talk.
As soon as Wang Yi entered the room, the air suddenly became choked.
The wives of the wealthy families in the city all looked at her strangely.
"What's wrong ladies? Is there something on my face?"
Landlord Wang's wife came forward and whispered, "Doctor, you're finally here. Have you heard the rumors about you in the city?"
"Rumors? I'm not from the city, how could rumors spread here?"
"It was a doctor named Bai who said that. He said you're a spirit made from thousand-year-old tree bark!" The wife of Shopkeeper Liu came over and burst out laughing. "Well, I'd love to be a tree bark spirit like you, Miss. I haven't seen you for a few days, and your skin looks so soft and supple."
Wang Yi frowned. "Doctor Bai? But you claim to have been the imperial physician?"
"Yes, yes, that's him. He spends all day drinking in the pubs in town, and when he gets drunk he starts to tell everyone you're not good at."
Wang Yi: “…”
This Doctor Bai is so idle! How could he not have learned his lesson?
"Excuse me, sisters, but could you tell me how to get to the tavern in the city?"
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