A great fire, with billowing smoke rising into the sky, attracted the people of Luocheng City to Mudan Bridge.
The commoners stopped going to work and hustled to join the crowd, even the peddlers were striding along with their carrying poles.
Chen Ji walked quietly towards Anxi Street, where streams of people were rushing in the opposite direction behind him, only his lean figure moved against the flow.
He wanted to hurry back to the Medical Hall because he had too many questions to ask.
When he returned to the front of Taiping Medical Hall.
The aroma of white porridge and stir-fried oil wafted from the door, and Chen Ji could even hear the noisy arguments between Liu Quxing and She Dengke from the backyard.