After the Spring Festival ended, Ji Ding Hall opened for business.
Early in the morning, Fu Fang, Fu Lan, and Mrs. Fu arrived at the clinic. When they saw Qin Xi performing acupuncture on an old lady, they did not disturb her. Instead, they waited quietly in the resting area.
"Mom, this is Divine Doctor Qin," Fu Lan said to her mother.
Mrs. Fu was very surprised. "She's so young?"
"That's right. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought that she was a liar. Look at her. She's even younger than me." Fu Lan pouted and said, "I finally know what it means not to judge a book by its cover."
"You really have to restrain yourself in the future. Don't always act rashly. Learn from your sister. She's gentle and meticulous. Fortunately, you didn't offend her this time!" Mrs. Fu glared at Fu Lan and tapped her forehead.
Fu Lan patted her chest. "Fortunately, Divine Doctor Qin is magnanimous and doesn't mind my childish behavior."