Good thing that because he stank so badly, the master had ordered that he wasn't allowed to go in.
Otherwise, he'd be one of the people dragged into this as well. Now that he was outside, this ordeal would be much easier to get through.
It was just pitiful for Chief Zuo though. Good things never had his share; only bad things ever landed on him. Talk about eight lifetimes of rotten luck.
Very soon, loud shouts rang out from inside the room.
"Go get the pharmacist, the master's passed out!"
Chief Zuo was stunned too. Yang Tianxiu's temper was way too big, right? He'd only said one sentence, and Yang Tianxiu got so mad his eyes rolled back and then he just keeled over?
Tsk tsk, you really can't judge a book by its cover!
After a round of chaotic scrambling, a whole bunch of pharmacists were brought over, crowding into the room to treat Yang Tianxiu's injuries.
