Chapter 62: The Dark Willows and Bright Flowers

The old man had previously refused but was now saying such things – what on earth did he mean by that?

Chen Xiaolong was also a bit unclear about the other party's intentions, but with the heart of a healer and the kindness of a parent, he was still prepared to treat Mr. Zhong's asthma.

"Of course, it's necessary."

Chen Xiaolong replied blandly, as he really wasn't inclined to show a pleasant face to Mr. Zhong.

And Mr. Zhong himself felt somewhat embarrassed, giving Chen Xiaolong a sheepish smile, with a trace more of an apologetic look on his face.

Zhang, standing by, couldn't help but frown; what exactly was Mr. Zhong selling in his gourd?

After the medicine had been prepared, Mr. Zhong was still lingering around, as if he had something else on his mind.

"Do you have anything else?"

Chen Xiaolong asked with a frown. There were a few other villagers waiting to be seen, and he was busy treating patients – he had no time to waste with Mr. Zhong.