A pang of longing struck him as he gazed for a long while. He patted his sleeves and left. Carrying a bamboo basket on his back, he walked into a bustling market area.
There, he saw a tall bulletin board dedicated to posting notices, featuring Red List Fugitives, wanted criminals, and families seeking servants. Li Xian pasted a sheet of xuan paper with bold writing on it: "The divine doctor roams the world and has arrived here. Those with difficult and complex ailments, incurable and difficult to treat, may approach the stone pavilion east of the town and knock three times to receive the divine doctor's assistance."
Li Xian gave a bashful smile. Along the way, he had treated hundreds, ranging from difficult illnesses to common epidemics. Whenever faced with a complex case, he would rather stay a few days, seek the cause, and attempt treatment. For simpler ailments, he never delayed, curing swiftly, collecting his fee, and departing with flair.
