Surrounding Wei’s dical Hall, it’s not a community, but entirely self-built houses. This used to be a village, and when the city developed here, they each took land and rebuilt.
Now, the general direction of Virtue City’s developnt is to the north, and considering east-west, it’s also leaning towards the east.
So, there’s actually not much pedestrian traffic here, and among the locals, there aren’t many young people; they’ve mostly gone to big cities.
Opening Wei’s dical Hall here, wanting to make big money, that’s out of the question.
Because in Virtue City alone, there are two traditional Chinese dicine hospitals, and countless clinics of various kinds.
Local people, even if they don’t have a job, still have dical insurance, and there’s additionally local official supplental dical insurance. If they’re not feeling well, going to the hospital is indeed more cost-effective.
Wei’s dical Hall had a three-day opening free clinic, and the dicine was free, naturally bringing more people.
Wei Jing, with a smile on his face, led the neighbors into the dical hall. The hall’s decor is very simple, with only a faint dicinal fragrance lingering here; he checks their health one by one.
"You’re a bit overheated; eat less barbecued and fried food, and more fruits and vegetables; you’ll be fine in a couple of days."
The conclusion given to the first patient seen made the neighbors feel a bit more at ease.
Wei Jing can speak the local dialect, just with a slightly different accent, so the neighbors didn’t think Wei Jing was from very far away.
"Go to the hospital for a check-up; a CT scan would be more accurate."
"Slight indigestion, no need for dicine, drink more water; not liking to drink water won’t do."
Wei Jing was busy for half the day, didn’t prescribe much dication, and really if there were urgent symptoms, he recomnded going to the hospital.
After half a day, the neighbors had gained a basic understanding of this seemingly thirty-sothing doctor.
Kind-hearted, dical skills should be decent, like setting a bone or sothing, the level seems high enough.
But for respiratory-related issues, the common small ailnt that small clinics earn the most from, Doctor Wei doesn’t seem to be very proficient.
Moreover, for so illnesses, he would always recomnd the patients go to a big hospital, understanding the survival tactics of small clinics very well, clearly not his first ti opening a clinic.
The neighbors also conveniently inquired, hearing Wei Jing naturally ntion he originally opened a clinic in Haidong Prefecture, but due to relocation over there, the landlord couldn’t rent anymore, so he had no choice but to move.
Rested for several months, traveled over here, saw a self-built house for rent at a reasonable price, with no other dical hall nearby, casually asked the landlord, unexpectedly got a quick agreent with reduced rent.
The surrounding neighbors, being quite resourceful, heard this and asked around; indeed, the place Wei Jing ntioned had been relocated.
Now the neighbors felt even more reassured, at least not a dubious clinic that kills patients and then flees to their place.
Having a doctor nearby who knows dicine, seems kind-faced, at least in Virtue City is quite welco.
By evening, a neighbor brought so food and fruits over.
The first day passed like that; Wei Jing kept the dical hall’s lights on, added a U-shaped lock to the door, then went up to the third floor of the dical hall.
This is a standard self-built house, with the ground floor facing the street used as a shop, the second and third floors for living quarters.
Wei Jing uses the ground floor as the main hall of the dical hall, the second floor to store various dicinal herbs and equipnt, and he lives on the third floor.
As night fell, he ca to the rooftop, looking to the northeast direction, just one street away, where one could see on each streetlamp, an Evil Ghost invisible to ordinary people hanging.
These Evil Ghosts had died, but their bodies hadn’t dissipated, fixed there as special ornants on the streetlamps.
Looking down the main road, it seed like the road leading to the Demon King’s Lair, especially when the fog arose at night, amidst the muddled atmosphere, the eerie feeling grew stronger.
He had heard about it before coming, but coming here surpassed anything he had heard; it was more spectacular.
He hadn’t entered that area, defaulting to assuming the area with ornants hanging on the lamps was the safety zone of another strong presence, indicating no malice outside that range.
Initially, he wasn’t too keen to co here; he felt Virtue City was a troubleso place.
But the result of casting lots led to Virtue City. He heeded advice and ca here.
With the Spiritual Qi Resurgence, living under his current identity was becoming increasingly difficult.
In fact, even without the Spiritual Qi Resurgence, he knew that with current developnt, it was only a matter of ti before sustaining his current identity beca challenging.
From identity card updates to the integration of personal taxes across the Divine Land, he realized he would eventually have to move to a new place.
Just that the Spiritual Qi Resurgence sped up this process.
Arriving in Virtue City, Wei Jing was already prepared for the day when he would register his identity with the Scorching Sun Departnt.
Generally, the Scorching Sun Departnt doesn’t bother with those who don’t stir trouble.
A small dical hall opens, lukewarmly; the hall’s level seems neither high nor low, drug prices neither high nor low, very ordinary, attracting no attention.
At least Wen Yan didn’t have a clue that less than three kiloters from his residential community, soone had opened a dical hall.
Wen Yan was still busy practicing, learning, living, and pondering what to eat for lunch today.
There are so many matters in this world; certainly, not every matter is related to him.
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