He quickly picked up the brush on the table and began writing.
After a short while, Yue Mingxuan looked at his "finished product" and sighed helplessly.
He handed the paper to Xiao Mei, who had just come in to pour tea, and instructed, "Make a copy and paste it on the door."
Xiao Mei curiously glanced at the paper Yue Mingxuan handed over to her.
She could vaguely make out the words "Seeking Patients" written on it. So, she asked in confusion, "Sir, everyone else is afraid of getting sick. Why are you asking for patients?"
Yue Mingxuan smiled and said, "This is a kind of marketing method."
Yue Mingxuan's words made the confusion on Xiao Mei's face even deeper.
However, unlike before, she did not ask any further questions.
Instead, she quietly followed Yue Mingxuan's instructions and copied the words on the paper once more.
Very soon, the notice with the two large characters "Seeking Patients" was posted outside the door.
