Clop clop...
The crisp sound of horse hooves startled Sang Shuhuo, the head of the Dongshan Prefecture Medical Bureau, awake from his afternoon nap.
Who is so bold to ride a horse in the Xinglin Institute?
"Master, master, wake up quickly, the imperial decree officer from the court has arrived..." The scribe from the Medical Bureau hurriedly ran over and knocked on the door where Mr. Sang was napping in the Xinglin Institute.
"What, the imperial decree officer from the court?!" Sang Shuhuo was shocked, his old arms and old legs somehow leapt off the couch.
"Who are they looking for?"
"You, of course, or why would I come to find you..."
"Quickly, set up the incense table to welcome them!" Sang Shuhuo said while fumbling to put on his shoes.
"It's already being set up!"
Outside the main hall of the Dongshan Prefecture Medical Bureau, the incense table was already prepared.
