On the other side, the village chief looked up at these two individuals, and his expression was quite polite.
"Divine Doctor Zhou, how did you hurry over here? Please, come in."
Wang Daniu heard this name and felt it was somewhat familiar. In the mountains nearby, the only person besides himself who was called the Divine Doctor was an old traditional Chinese medicine practitioner surnamed Zhou, whom people customarily referred to as Old Zhou.
Although both were renowned physicians within a radius of tens of miles, it was the first time they had met. Wang Daniu was also puzzled. Why had he come?
Not only him, but the enchanting woman standing next to him didn't seem like an easy person to deal with either.
She was dressed in dark, plain clothes with colorful embroidery, adorned with silver jewelry from head to toe, and had a phoenix-tail headdress, a distinct ethnic minority attire.
