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People followed the crowd to a thatched cottage, where they witnessed a rather odd scene.
The crowd that had just been noisy and boisterous had, upon arriving here, become quiet, lining up obediently in front of the cottage.
The queue, like a long dragon, stretched from the front of the thatch-roofed cottage all the way to the end of the street, an impressive sight to behold.
Helan Lian raised an eyebrow, curious, "So many people, are they all here for medical treatment?"
Surely that was too many people.
Besides, given the current situation, not many could be seen in a whole day with so many people waiting.
Mingshu thought for a moment, then approached the end of the line, striking up a conversation with a woman who appeared more refined.
"Excuse me, sister." During this special period, almost everyone wore a mask that covered most of their face, leaving only their eyes exposed.