The young master walked around the shop a few times, seeing that Yun Jiao was still attending to patients, he sat quietly in a row of chairs by the wall and waited.
It was almost noon, the weather was hot, and outside the sun was blistering. There weren't many patients in the shop, and Yun Jiao finished examining the three patients waiting before she looked towards the young master.
The young master stepped forward and clasped his hands at Yun Jiao, "My surname is Yan, full name Yan Zhang. I am here today with a request that might be difficult for you to accept."
Yun Jiao nodded towards him, "Please, go ahead."
Yan Zhang sat down on a chair and spoke slowly, "My mother suffers from asthma. When it flares up, she can only sit and cannot lie down, sometimes having to sit up half the night before it calms down."
"In the past couple of years, the attacks have become more frequent. Although she has taken a lot of medication, they have little effect."
