he ward later and only saw the latter part.In a style reminiscent of old China, Gu Feng set down his teacup and said, "Tell me everything you saw. Don't leave out a single detail."Wu Cheng tried his b...The middle-aged man shook his head slightly and said with a helpless expression, "The business is indeed good, and Mr. Wang Xuande's medical skills are excellent."

It's a pity that it's so expensive here. A simple doctor's visit costs several months' salary, and any medicinal herb is several times, even ten times more expensive than in other pharmacies.

That's why ordinary people can't afford to come here at all. The only ones who can come here for treatment on a regular basis are the wealthy.

At this, Ye Bufan frowned slightly.

Doctors are also a profession, and TCM practitioners need to make money and survive just like everyone else. This is human nature.

But as a good TCM practitioner, one should differentiate between the primary and secondary goals. Treating illnesses and saving lives should come first, while making money should be secondary.

And the God of Acupuncture before us has clearly reversed this order, putting making money first and foremost, leaving ordinary people unable to afford treatment.

He asked, "Since that's the case, why is business so booming today"

"Because today is the day for free clinics, Wang Xuand, the head of God Needle Wang's Clinic, personally saw patients and issued 30 free appointments."

His medical skills are exceptional, and he is considered the imperial physician of our time. Therefore, people from far and wide flock to him, eager for him to feel their pulses.

The results, people started queuing here in the middle of the night. However, the spots were still too limited and had been cleared out by those who guarded them earlier. The rest of us were just here to watch the commotion.

"Oh!"

Ye Bufan nodded, didn't say much more, followed the crowd to see how skilled this inheritor of the Divine Needle King was.

Just then, a commotion rippled through the crowd: “Old Master Wang is here, Divine Physician Wang has arrived…”

As soon as the door to King Shenzhen's place swung open, ten burly black-clad bodyguards charged out, roughly shoving the onlookers aside.

A long-robed old man stepped out from inside. Though his hair was white as snow, he looked youthful and vigorous, with the bearing of a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

It is Wang Xuand, the contemporary inheritor of Shenzhen Wang's Clinic and a master of traditional Chinese medicine in China.

Following him was his grandson Wang Guangan, a young man in his twenties with an air of arrogance on his face.

Ye Bufan frowned slightly, this much fanfare wasn't something a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner would do.

Surrounded by a throng of people, Wang Xuande arrived at the prepared examining table and began treating the 30 individuals who had received free admission.

Although he may seem like a show-off, Wang Xundé actually has some skill in medicine.

The diagnosis, pulse reading, and prescription were all done in one go. The doctor's ability to treat patients was incredibly fast, curing them within a few minutes. After about a few hours, he had seen almost 30 patients, leaving only a few more to attend to.

Next came a middle-aged man of about 50 years old for a consultation. He didn't look well, he was thin and would occasionally yawn as if he hadn't slept well in a long time.

"Old Wang, I've been queuing since last night. Could you please take a look at me"

A middle-aged man said respectfully, "I haven't had any energy lately and I feel weak all over..."

Wang Xuande after feeling his pulse said: "You have a weak spleen and deficient qi. I'll write you a prescription, eat it for half a month and you'll be fine."

After he finished speaking, he took a piece of paper and pen, wrote down a prescription, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Ye Bufan's six senses far surpassed those of ordinary people. He could clearly see the few ingredients listed on the prescription from afar. Overall, it was quite reasonable and worthy of his status as a master hand.

"Wang Lao, thank you."

As a middle-aged person, he was naturally weak and his health wasn't great. After queuing for half the night, he now felt utterly exhausted and let out a long sigh. He tucked the prescription into his pocket and stood up to leave.

"Stop right there! Where do you think you're going"

Wang Guo'an, standing beside him, called out to the middle-aged man in a bad tone.

After seeing the doctor, of course I went to buy medicine.

A middle-aged man said with a puzzled expression, "Do you mean you're providing free medicine along with the free consultation today"

Kingdom An said again harshly, "You're not awake yet, are you My grandfather offering to see you for free already is a huge favor."

"You ungrateful person, you even want the medicine for free Do you think our family's medicine comes for nothing, without spending money to buy it"

"I... I didn't mean it..."

The middle-aged man said with embarrassment, "I didn't dare think that the medicine would be free, so I went to buy it."

"If you want to buy medicine, where else would you go besides my pharmacy"

"A middle-aged man frowned and said, 'The medicinal herbs here are really too expensive. The prices are ten times higher than outside, I can't afford them.'"

"My grandpa already saw you for free, and he doesn't even want to pay for medicine. Don't you have any shame"

When the middle-aged man said he had no money, Wang Guangan's face was full of disgust. "If you don't buy medicine here, then bring the prescription back and see whoever you want."

As the other party's words grew increasingly harsh, the middle-aged man's face darkened.

"Didn't we say today is a free clinic Why are you forcing people to buy medicine"

"Free clinics are okay, but don't you realize what my grandpa is He's a renowned TCM master, famous throughout the entire imperial capital."

It's already a blessing to be able to see a doctor for free, but you still want everything for nothing. Where in the world can there be such a thing as a free lunch

A middle-aged man complained, “Free clinics are your own publicity. I waited half the night, and finally got to a free appointment, but you want me to pay for medicine Is that reasonable”

Hearing the argument between the two, others began to chatter amongst themselves.

"Yeah, we agreed it was a free clinic, but now they're making people buy medicine Aren't they just collecting money under a different name"

The key issue here is that the medicine is incredibly expensive, costing several times more than outside pharmacies. It's about the same price as seeing a doctor at a major hospital. How can we, the working class, afford this

"I thought King God's Needle really had a kind heart and would give everyone free medical treatment, but I didn't expect it to be fake. In the end, he still wanted money..."

"What are you quarreling about"

Hearing the surrounding whispers, Wang Guo'an was clearly extremely displeased. He shouted to the crowd, "My grandfather is an imperial physician, do you understand what an imperial physician is"

"It's already a privilege for them to see you get treated, and you still want everything for free You people are truly insatiable."

"How can you say that" the middle-aged man grumbled. "It's because your medicine is too expensive, we can't afford it! How can you be so greedy"

Wang Guo'an shouted: "No money, no money makes sense, right If you have no money, what disease do you have"

Being continuously mocked, the middle-aged man's anger flared up: "Can you speak properly Should poor people just die Can't they get sick We got sick because we wanted to"

The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Xuande beside him as he spoke, thinking that the esteemed TCM master would stop his grandson.

...I never expected the other person to ignore me completely, not even giving me a glance. It was clear they thought their grandson had done nothing wrong and that it was perfectly acceptable. ...

"Oh, come on. You're telling me you have the audacity to argue about something when you can't even afford medicine"

Wang Guo'an stepped forward and snatched the recipe from the middle-aged man's hand, tearing it to shreds in three or two moves.

"Since you can't afford the medicine, you don't have the right to use my grandfather's prescription."

The middle-aged man suddenly became furious: “What are you doing What right do you have to tear up my recipe”

He was indeed furious, if it were usual he wouldn't dare to come here for treatment because the price is sky-high.

This time, it was the other party who said that it was a free clinic. That's why I came here early and sat on my small stool for half the night.

In the end, the recipe was ripped away. Anyone would feel bad if that happened to them.To be able to improve mental power with pills was simply a miracle, unheard of in the history of the Divine Court."Honey, do you have more of these little pills I want to take a few more. They feel so...