The rattling sound of the horse-drawn carriage wheels approached, and Xiao An, who was mustering up the courage to go back and check, cautiously stepped aside as she watched the incoming carriage.
When learning about herbal medicine from the older brother in the mountains, he often told her stories about events in the Capital City. He once mentioned that many carriages in the Capital City would recklessly charge about. Even if they hit ordinary civilians, they often wouldn't bother looking back, leaving an ingot behind before speeding away.
The older brother's clinic often received such patients. These patients would have their internal organs crushed to the point of nearly bursting from their mouths or below, yet clung to life. The doctors couldn't just let them die; instead, they had to heed the family's wishes, using medicine to prolong their lives. They often languished in painful torment for a long time before finally passing away...
