A platform had been set up in the sun-drying field, and those few organizers who arrived the day before had also shown up. At first glance, one might have thought there was going to be an opera performance. No one knew exactly how the Divine Doctor went about treating illnesses.
Axiang, the fool, Lanlan, and the others had also arrived, and now everyone was crowding over here to see what the Divine Doctor looked like.
After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, a whinny suddenly came from the east end of the village; apparently, Mama had paused, a calculated move to draw attention.
A moment later, there was the sound of horse hooves, and a person riding a horse charged into the sun-drying field. The rider was dressed in white, with a physique that seemed very young, but their face was covered with a veil.
Xia Dabao inexplicably thought of Yun Xiao, who also wore a veil.
