Chapter 620: The World is in Mourning

The quaint town of Jishui County, with its old earthen-walled houses and worn-out stone floors, all looked as if they had been repeatedly soaked in water. Under the gloomy sky, the light was already dimming as evening approached. In a drug store, a middle-aged man in a robe stroked the hem of his robe and sat down on a chair. His hands were very steady, and he slowly put a pad on the guest's wrist, then gently stretched out his fingers to accurately feel the pulse. Apparently he not only sells medicinal materials, but can also sit in court and prescribe prescriptions.