Lin Yue was somewhat surprised to see the Divine Doctor, who was dressed in a moon-white brocaded silk robe, with deeply etched features and an extraordinary bearing. He appeared to be only in his twenties, startlingly young. It was hard to imagine that the famous Divine Doctor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was such a handsome young man. According to the villagers, he was truly a celestial being. Even Lin Yue felt an unusual sense of inferiority in front of such a person.
"Doctor Zheng, you have arrived. This must be the Divine Doctor, please come in and have some tea in the house."
Besides diagnosing some difficult and unusual diseases, Jiang Ziqi previously treated mostly the wealthy and powerful. It wasn't that he strove for influence but rather that the common family could not afford the hundred-tael silver consultation fee. When Doctor Zheng found him and asked him to treat a hunter, Jiang Ziqi was both surprised and curious about what kind of family it was.