Goat City.
Rejuvenation Hall Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Old Doctor Wang, a traditional Chinese physician in his seventies, usually saw only a dozen or so patients a day.
He earned a little spending money and lived a leisurely life.
But today.
The moment he pulled open the clinic's rolling shutter, the sight outside nearly gave him a heart attack.
The street was packed black with people.
The line stretched from one end of the street to the other and even turned two corners.
And every single one of them was a young person in their twenties or thirties!
"Doctor Wang is open!"
"Miracle doctor! Hurry and teach me how to find the Gushing Spring Acupoint!"
"Doctor Wang, I'll pay five hundred yuan if you draw these twelve meridians on my body, okay?"
"I'll pay a thousand! Draw mine first!"
The crowd instantly erupted, shoving forward like mad.
A few young men steadied Old Doctor Wang, keeping him from falling.
He adjusted his reading glasses, utterly bewildered.
"What... are you all here for?"
"If you need medicine, line up at the counter over there. Registration is at the cashier."
A young girl clutching a printed copy of the Basic Breathing Technique looked close to tears.
"Grandpa Wang."
"We're not here for medicine. We're here to learn how to identify acupoints!"
"This Cultivation Technique says that qi and blood return to their source. What exactly is that supposed to feel like?"
Old Doctor Wang leaned over and glanced at the paper, immediately understanding.
He often browsed the internet when he had nothing to do, so naturally, he knew about the Spiritual Energy Revival.
Looking at these young people, who usually drank nothing but iced milk tea, stayed up late playing games, and only trusted antibiotics when they got sick.
A brilliant smile bloomed