Moving house, resting for a day, and resuming consultations.
Early in the morning, there was a long line outside the consultation point, still sixty queue numbers per day, thirty in the morning, thirty in the afternoon.
One after another, seeing four or five cases in a row, all ordinary ailments, essentially requiring only two or three doses of medicine to recover, it could be said to be gaining experience.
Finally, a young woman came in.
Her complexion was dull, her eyes looked quite tired; it was clear she had some health issues and was seeking medical help.
"Madam, can you briefly describe your symptoms?" Lin Miao asked, "For example, where is your discomfort, is it a headache, or soreness, fever, that sort of thing?"
The woman sat there, lips slightly parted, wanting to speak but hesitant, suddenly feeling shy and unable to speak, stood up and said, "Mr. Lin, I, I won't be consulted..."
