Chapter 908: Chapter 333: Braised Meat, Corpse Energy (5k)

Surrounding Wei’s Medical Hall, it’s not a community, but entirely self-built houses. This used to be a village, and when the city developed here, they each took land and rebuilt.

Now, the general direction of Virtue City’s development is to the north, and considering east-west, it’s also leaning towards the east.

So, there’s actually not much pedestrian traffic here, and among the locals, there aren’t many young people; they’ve mostly gone to big cities.

Opening Wei’s Medical Hall here, wanting to make big money, that’s out of the question.

Because in Virtue City alone, there are two traditional Chinese medicine hospitals, and countless clinics of various kinds.

Local people, even if they don’t have a job, still have medical insurance, and there’s additionally local official supplemental medical insurance. If they’re not feeling well, going to the hospital is indeed more cost-effective.

Wei’s Medical Hall had a three-day opening free clinic, and the medicine was free, naturally bringing more people.

Wei Jing, with a smile on his face, led the neighbors into the medical hall. The hall’s decor is very simple, with only a faint medicinal fragrance lingering here; he checks their health one by one.

"You’re a bit overheated; eat less barbecued and fried food, and more fruits and vegetables; you’ll be fine in a couple of days."

The conclusion given to the first patient seen made the neighbors feel a bit more at ease.

Wei Jing can speak the local dialect, just with a slightly different accent, so the neighbors didn’t think Wei Jing was from very far away.

"Go to the hospital for a check-up; a CT scan would be more accurate."

"Slight indigestion, no need for medicine, drink more water; not liking to drink water won’t do."

Wei Jing was busy for half the day, didn’t prescribe much medication, and really if there were urgent symptoms, he recommended going to the hospital.

After half a day, the neighbors had gained a basic understanding of this seemingly thirty-something doctor.

Kind-hearted, medical skills should be decent, like setting a bone or something, the level seems high enough.

But for respiratory-related issues, the common small ailment that small clinics earn the most from, Doctor Wei doesn’t seem to be very proficient.

Moreover, for some illnesses, he would always recommend the patients go to a big hospital, understanding the survival tactics of small clinics very well, clearly not his first time opening a clinic.

The neighbors also conveniently inquired, hearing Wei Jing naturally mention he originally opened a clinic in Haidong Prefecture, but due to relocation over there, the landlord couldn’t rent anymore, so he had no choice but to move.

Rested for several months, traveled over here, saw a self-built house for rent at a reasonable price, with no other medical hall nearby, casually asked the landlord, unexpectedly got a quick agreement with reduced rent.

The surrounding neighbors, being quite resourceful, heard this and asked around; indeed, the place Wei Jing mentioned had been relocated.

Now the neighbors felt even more reassured, at least not a dubious clinic that kills patients and then flees to their place.

Having a doctor nearby who knows medicine, seems kind-faced, at least in Virtue City is quite welcome.

By evening, a neighbor brought some food and fruits over.

The first day passed like that; Wei Jing kept the medical hall’s lights on, added a U-shaped lock to the door, then went up to the third floor of the medical hall.

This is a standard self-built house, with the ground floor facing the street used as a shop, the second and third floors for living quarters.

Wei Jing uses the ground floor as the main hall of the medical hall, the second floor to store various medicinal herbs and equipment, and he lives on the third floor.

As night fell, he came to the rooftop, looking to the northeast direction, just one street away, where one could see on each streetlamp, an Evil Ghost invisible to ordinary people hanging.

These Evil Ghosts had died, but their bodies hadn’t dissipated, fixed there as special ornaments on the streetlamps.

Looking down the main road, it seemed like the road leading to the Demon King’s Lair, especially when the fog arose at night, amidst the muddled atmosphere, the eerie feeling grew stronger.

He had heard about it before coming, but coming here surpassed anything he had heard; it was more spectacular.

He hadn’t entered that area, defaulting to assuming the area with ornaments hanging on the lamps was the safety zone of another strong presence, indicating no malice outside that range.

Initially, he wasn’t too keen to come here; he felt Virtue City was a troublesome place.

But the result of casting lots led to Virtue City. He heeded advice and came here.

With the Spiritual Qi Resurgence, living under his current identity was becoming increasingly difficult.

In fact, even without the Spiritual Qi Resurgence, he knew that with current development, it was only a matter of time before sustaining his current identity became challenging.

From identity card updates to the integration of personal taxes across the Divine Land, he realized he would eventually have to move to a new place.

Just that the Spiritual Qi Resurgence sped up this process.

Arriving in Virtue City, Wei Jing was already prepared for the day when he would register his identity with the Scorching Sun Department.

Generally, the Scorching Sun Department doesn’t bother with those who don’t stir trouble.

A small medical hall opens, lukewarmly; the hall’s level seems neither high nor low, drug prices neither high nor low, very ordinary, attracting no attention.

At least Wen Yan didn’t have a clue that less than three kilometers from his residential community, someone had opened a medical hall.

Wen Yan was still busy practicing, learning, living, and pondering what to eat for lunch today.

There are so many matters in this world; certainly, not every matter is related to him.