The tea in front of Yu Zuolin has been replenished several times, and the wooden sign in his hand has been squeezed tightly, with faint sawdust falling down.
Forty-nine, forty-nine, if he can't be drawn next, wouldn't he be wasting his time here? Even after waiting all day, he didn't even see the ghost doctor's face.
How could he be willing to do this
Yu Feng looked at his young master with some worry, and the corners of his mouth tightened.
But there was nothing he could do. He followed the patients several times and tried to enter the backyard, even if it was just to see the ghost doctor, but he was blocked out.
It's just that he's not as skilled as others and doesn't have the ability to break into the backyard quietly.
"Master, we still have a chance, we still have the last spot." Yu Feng took a step forward and persuaded in a low voice. Then he looked down at the hall downstairs and saw that more and more people were getting irritable and restless, and some were even planning to cause a scene.
Perhaps, this is not a bad idea. When these people start making trouble, they can take advantage of the chaos to enter the backyard and bring out the ghost doctor.
Yu Zuolin suddenly picked up the teacup beside him and poured the tea down his throat.
The cold liquid flowed into his stomach, but it could not quell his increasingly irritable mood.
But he can't act rashly now, otherwise all this long waiting will be in vain.
The buzz downstairs is getting louder and louder. There are only fifty places in total, so naturally there are many people who don't have a chance. What's more, they have been waiting all day long, so they are inevitably a little impetuous.
Jin Liuli returned to the hall with Patient No. 49. The man looked happy and thanked Jin Liuli again and again. It was probably because his illness had been cured, so he never stopped praising the ghost doctor.
After a long while, under the envious eyes of everyone, Jin Liuli sent him away from Fulong Inn.
What comes next is the most nervous and anticipated one, the last spot, everyone is holding on to the last glimmer of hope.
Yu Zuo squeezed the wooden sign in his hand tightly before he could, and stared at Jin Liuli downstairs with burning eyes.
As if sensing his gaze, Jin Liuli actually raised her head and smiled meaningfully in his direction.
The slender white hands reached into the lottery box again, pinched it gently, and then picked up a piece of paper and pulled it out.
Whether in the hall or in the private room, everyone held their breath nervously and looked eagerly at the white paper folded in half.
Jin Liuli handed the piece of paper to the clerk beside him. The clerk unfolded it, raised his right hand suddenly, and said loudly, "No. 6, the number of the last patient is No. 6. Please take the guest of No. 6 with the paper." The cards are waiting at the arch.”
"Pa" Yu Zuolin threw the wooden sign to the ground fiercely, and stared fiercely at the piece of paper in the waiter's hand.
The last chance, the last chance was lost. Damn it, what on earth is that ghost doctor doing
"Yu Feng." Yu Zuolin suddenly shouted.
Yu Feng was startled and quickly lowered his head, "Master."
"You go to the small archway and stop No. 6, and tell him that I want to buy the wooden sign in his hand."
"This..." Yu Feng raised his head in shock, looking at the young master's gloomy expression, hesitantly. Everyone who comes here today is seeking ghost healing. Who would give up the opportunity they finally got to others
"Go quickly." Yu Zuolin turned his head coldly, his eyes fierce.
He waited for five days. Ever since he knew that the ghost doctor would publicly heal patients at Fulong Inn today, he had been waiting anxiously in the inn.
How could he possibly be able to swallow this breath if he was asked to go back empty-handed now
Yu Feng gritted his teeth secretly, turned around and left the room, hurriedly running towards the small archway, intending to intercept the last person.
After Yu Feng left, Yu Zuolin stood up expressionlessly and left the box quietly.
As for the wooden sign No. 6, it is now in the hands of the head of the Yang family, a kind-hearted family in Jiangcheng. Looking at the wooden sign in his hand, Yang Yansheng was stunned, and then he laughed and said, "Why did Shopkeeper Jin win the lottery for me? My family But no patient is here."
At the beginning, shopkeeper Jin clearly just told him that he was asking him to contribute as a help in publicity. Why is it that now, there is something different from what he said at the beginning
Yang Yansheng held the wooden sign in his hand, as if he was holding a hot potato, not knowing what to do.
He was not sick or in pain and went to see the ghost doctor. Could it be that he wanted her to tell him some ways to prolong his life? That would be such a waste of resources. There are still so many patients down there who really need treatment. Without this opportunity, I don’t know how anxious I am.
The butler standing behind him saw this, thought about it for a while, and suggested, "Master, I know that you are kind-hearted, and I can't bear to waste such an opportunity. How about letting me discuss with Shopkeeper Jin and draw lots again?" "
Yang Yansheng nodded, "Well, that's fine. You go quickly, lest those people below who need medical treatment are dispersed."
"Yes." Butler Yang quickly went downstairs, ran to Shopkeeper Jin and carefully explained Master Yang's request.
Jin Liuli smiled slightly and said in a voice that could be heard by the surrounding crowd, "This is not okay. If you draw lots for Yang Dashan, it belongs to Yang Dashan. The rules were all agreed upon at the beginning. We can’t break the rules in vain.”
Everyone who was originally looking forward to hearing this became dejected, and some people were immediately dissatisfied.
"Shopkeeper Jin, just draw one more time. It's all about drawing lots anyway, and it won't be short of half an hour. So just show your dignity and draw one more time."
"Yes, Shopkeeper Jin and Yang Dashan have said so, so don't stick to those rules."
"Shopkeeper Jin, we are all in trouble, please help us."
The corner of Jin Liuli's mouth twitched. She is also a person in trouble, okay? She is not a good person and has no ability to save people.
The common people who thought there was no hope and planned to disperse and go home, heard about this one by one, ran back in a hurry, and surrounded them all.
Jin Liuli had a headache from the noise, so she had to scold, "Okay, please be quiet. I understand what Yang Dashan meant. Butler Yang, it is impossible to draw lots again, but since Yang Dashan has a kind heart, the wooden sign It can be transferred to someone else."
transfer
Butler Yang nodded to show that he understood, but before he could turn around and go upstairs, he was already surrounded by people in the hall, all of them looked at him expectantly, "Steward Yang, pass it to me. "
"Steward Yang, I really need the ghost doctor to see me. Please have mercy on me and give it to me."
Everyone said something to each other, and even worse, someone fell down directly at his feet and began to twitch and scream, "Steward Yang, look at me, I'm already in danger, let Mr. Yang Dashan do it." Me."
Jin Liuli raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze paused on Yu Zuolin at the stairs not far away, and then immediately looked away.
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