Due to the cold of spring in April, the commoners were plagued by colds and colds. Because of this, the various medical centers in Phoenix City were extremely busy.
Although this happened every year and the doctors were experienced in dealing with this illness, some people would still die.
The shopkeeper of Benevolence Hall sat at the counter and fiddled with his abacus. On the one hand, he was happy that the medical center's business was good, but on the other hand, he hoped that this year's epidemic would pass quickly.
Just as he was feeling conflicted, a shadow fell over his head. His hands did not stop moving. Without looking up, he said, "Go and line up over there."
"Shopkeeper Ma," the person called out.
Shopkeeper Ma was stunned. He looked up at the person in front of him and said uncertainly, "Jiang, Jiang…"
Jiang Tao, who had disguised himself, shook his head subtly.
