One hundred and twenty-one, meeting

"First, stand up and then we can talk," Luo Shu stretched out her hand to help the middle-aged woman. She found it very strange that no one had come to look for her all morning, but now suddenly so many people had come.

"Little Divine Doctor, a doctor has come to our town. He says that as long as you are willing to help him, he can cure our illnesses. Please, agree to help him," the middle-aged woman pleaded as she looked at Luo Shu. Although she called Luo Shu the Little Divine Doctor, she had never seen Luo Shu treat anyone. However, it seemed she had heard that Old Man Qin's illness was cured by her.

"Where is he?" Luo Shu's first reaction was that the person might know her; otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically asked for her help.

"He is right outside. I will call him." The middle-aged woman said, turning and walking toward the door, "Doctor Luo, Little Divine Doctor is calling you."

As the middle-aged woman's words fell, a tall figure walked in from outside.