"Frauds, you are all frauds here at Yunji Hall!"
"Everyone, please judge this fairly. They let someone die, and now they don't care. My poor wife!"
"You need to pay with your lives, I want you to pay with your lives!"
Amid the clamor, someone was crying loudly.
The people standing at the door shook their heads repeatedly.
"Sigh, I used to come to Yunji Hall for treatment often, but I never thought they would let someone die. Thinking about it is truly frightening."
"Absolutely. I don't dare come here for treatment ever again."
"That guy Su Tong still claims to be a Divine Doctor, but now it seems like he's just so-so."
"Alright, if you have any illnesses, go to Tongren Hall across the street. Hua Jingsong from Tongren Hall is a true Divine Doctor."
As the discussions continued, Ye Guichen squeezed into the crowd and saw a woman lying on the ground in the hall.
The woman had foam around her mouth, her lips were purple, and she appeared to have already passed away.
