Huichun Hall's backdoor.
The one who opened the door was a young lad, who cautiously poked his head out for a look. When he laid eyes on Fatty Hao, only then did he fully open the gate.
"It's an appointment with Doctor Gai," said Hao Jian, somehow producing a fan from nowhere. In the dead of winter, he gave it a symbolic flutter.
The lad glanced at Yang Ruxin and the three others, then gave Fatty Hao a nod, "Wait a moment," before he closed the door again.
"All the capable doctors are so full of themselves!" Hao Jian chuckled sheepishly, worried Yang Ruxin might get angry, "And if you aren't referred by someone they know, they won't even see you."
Yang Ruxin, on the other hand, nodded, "Understandable."
About five minutes later, the courtyard door opened again, and it was the same young lad, ushering the group inside.
The backyard of Huichun Hall was spacious, with a portion filled with wooden racks holding burlap sacks stuffed with various herbs.
