Chen Xiaolong had become familiar with the work at Dahe Medical Hall, and every time he treated someone, the illness seemed to vanish beneath his hands.
As a result, his prestige in the village had greatly increased.
The villagers all knew that Chen Xiaolong possessed extraordinary medical skills, and the number of people seeking his treatment continued to grow.
Even Uncle Zhang, who had been practicing medicine for decades, felt somewhat ashamed in comparison.
After easily finishing consultations for several patients, the medical hall once again grew quiet.
Uncle Zhang counted the stock in the medicine room; although the efficiency of consultations had improved lately, the consumption of medicinal herbs was quite exaggerated.
The pharmacy was now out of Chinese medicine and had only some Western medicine left.
This Western medicine was relatively more expensive, and its side effects were considerably more significant.
