"Aren't you just an old man who runs a clinic?"
Qin Yu only wanted to find Fang Moli. Seeing the Divine Doctor blocking his way and not letting him in, his tone became somewhat harsh.
"Hahaha....."
The Divine Doctor burst into laughter, his mustache quivering with each chortle.
He was truly amused by Qin Yu's comment. Was he just an old man who ran a clinic?
The feeling was akin to someone saying in Ma Yun's presence, "Aren't you just some guy running a lousy website?"
"Hey, whoever you are, hurry up and apologize to the Divine Doctor!"
"Do you know that the Divine Doctor is the most famous traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in Capital City, and many important people have sought treatment from him?"
"Exactly, if you don't apologize to the Divine Doctor, we won't let you off!"
Qin Yu's words quickly stirred up the emotions of the patients waiting in line. In their hearts, the Divine Doctor was like a living immortal; how could they allow someone to defile him?