Chapter 142: 107 Jealousy (First Update)
The topic from before was shelved by Xiao Jingkong’s interruption.
Seven days later, Gu Jiao went to the medical hall again.
The medical hall was once again emptied out.
Gu Jiao furrowed her brows, forgetting to mention last time that she wouldn’t allow the disruption of the medical hall’s business.
The man from last time hadn’t arrived yet. Instead, it was the young guard who had been kicked into a tree by Gu Jiao who arrived first, leading the others in clearing out the hall.
Gu Jiao was slightly annoyed.
Huichun Hall was the only medical hall in town. There were numerous patients who came every day; sending them all away would disrupt their treatment.
The man didn’t keep Gu Jiao waiting long before he arrived, donning a large bamboo hat.
The hat was lined with a veil that effectively obscured his head.
He could see outside, but no one could see his face.
“Miss,” he greeted her cordially, his tone lighter than last time. “The medicine you gave me really is miraculous; my condition hasn’t worsened.”
It had even improved a bit, but he didn’t mention that fearing it might be his imagination.
Gu Jiao didn’t rush to examine him. Instead, she said, “You can’t monopolize the medical hall anymore. The medical hall isn’t your private territory. You don’t have the right to evict other patients.”
The young guard snapped back, “What do you know? Do you have any idea who my master is?”
“Silence!” The man ordered the young guard.
The young guard realized he had almost spoken out of turn and reluctantly clamped his mouth shut.
Gu Jiao calmly said, “I don’t care who you are. All patients here are equal. We don’t discriminate based on status, but on the urgency of the illness.”
Slapping his hand on the table, the man passionately praised, “Such fairness, treating all patients equally! If all the doctors of Zhan Country were like you, we wouldn’t have problems treating the common folk! For a woman, you have such profound understanding…”
“Take off your pants!” Gu Jiao interrupted him.
“…”
The man’s lips twitched. Couldn’t she have let him finish praising her?
Gu Jiao began to examine him.
All the servants had left, leaving only the doctor and patient. Despite this, the man’s face still turned red.
Gu Jiao, on the other hand, was remarkably calm.
Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore and asked with a red face, “Miss, how do you manage to stay so composed?”
Gu Jiao merely said, “Just used to it.”
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