There were people lying on the shabby mats, lying on their sides, and lying on their backs, and the simple shed was filled with a strong smell of medicine, and the pungent and heavy bitter smell spread out, and Tang Siru could smell it in the car.

There were a few people in gray robes standing in the shed, who at first glance looked like monks and Taoists, but if you look closely, you can see that these people are actually healers. They did not have a bun on their heads, but a slender ivory-white bone hairpin. Some of them squatted on the ground to feed medicine to the victims, some were busy pricking needles, some were squatting to the side and watched the medicine stove, and some were walking back and forth changing wet cloth towels.

Tang Siru already knew that Baicao Villa came to practice medicine, but he saw this......

Chapter 133 of "Zuo Xiang, Your Lady is a Painting" The Suffering of the World is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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