Zhao Yang strolled around alone, causing the villagers to step aside and whisper behind his back.
Everyone could tell that Zhao Yang had nothing to do at the clinic, just idling away.
Naturally, Zhao Yang knew what they were saying in secret, but he just smiled faintly.
There's a saying that goes, "A caravan passes by while a pack of dogs bark; you see those dogs, but the caravan moves on..."
Zhao Yang clenched his fists in secret, thinking that when his reputation spread far and wide, these people would not only have to queue to see the doctor, it might even cost them a pretty penny just to register!
After wandering around for more than ten minutes, he heard the laughter of some children in the distance, growing louder and clearer. Zhao Yang's heart stirred; the children might know something.
He quickened his pace and soon came upon a clearing where several children were circling and teasing a simple-minded tall guy, laughing and frolicking with great joy.