Someone advised Lu Sheng to hire some hands to help him out. However, he declined with a smile.
He persisted in opening his doors while the skies were still gray in the early morning, and kept it open until the night.
On days when he had less patients, he would pick up the pinwheels and blew them. The wrinkles on his face would slowly ease as he smiled.
He had thought that his life would continue on like this. However, one day, he heard a rumor about the Zhong Family being hit by a plague.
The plague was devastating. It was said that the outbreak began where Zhong Quan was stationed. The members of the Zhong Family either died from the plague or left before they were infected. The only old woman was also nowhere to be found.
Lu Sheng hastily hired an ox cart to head toward the Zhong Family. However, when he reached the Zhong Family, it was already empty. Nobody was there.
