Arriving at the entrance of the hospital, Lin Hai furrowed his brows. Some weeds were overgrowing at the hospital's main gate, which clearly hadn't been tended to in a while. The faded sign lacked the character of an old established clinic, instead giving off the impression of a place with poor conditions.
"Is this the place? Isn't there a better hospital?" Lin Hai asked with frown.
Hai Wuyan shook his head: "This small county town has only one hospital."
Lin Hai pondered for a moment. Besides learning acupuncture from that Nameless Elder, he had also learned some secret medicine recipes, including one to treat gunshot wounds.
"I need some special herbal ingredients, I wonder if Brother Hai could help?" Lin Hai asked, assuming that since the other party was behind Yanjing's largest medicinal material business, he would likely be able to find them.
"Brother Lin knows how to concoct medicines?" Hai Wuyan asked, once again surprised.
