Doctor Lu was unaware of the minor commotion involving the Minister of the Imperial Treasury.
The weather was growing colder and colder, and the plum tree branches outside the window had already started to bud, indicating that it wouldn't be long before the tree blossomed.
After a snowfall, the ground of West Street was covered with frost and snow. Ah Cheng swept the snow from the doorway of Renxin Medical Hall and piled it up into a crude snow lion.
The snow lion, rough in its construction, had lumpish limbs and big head, with two black dates for eyes, it leapt and roared at the door of the medical hall.
Official Hu's eyesight was poor, and he didn't see it clearly upon entering, tumbling over with a thud. Startled, Du Changqing rushed to help him into the clinic, fearing the old man might have injured himself seriously.
Yin Zheng came out with a tray of fruit and handed Official Hu a frozen pear, smiling as she asked, "Mr. Hu, what brings you here?"