A young man in a light blue silk robe sat on a pear wood grandmaster's chair. He was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a youthful and handsome face. His figure was slender like a willow tree, his right hand propped under his jaw, his eyes slightly lost as he gazed at the rising blue smoke from the incense burner in front of him.,One elder, with a broad and stern face, stood before the young man and said in a deep voice, “There’s also the story of Sima Guang smashing a water jar when he was a child, son of the magistrate of Tongzhou. I have inquired about it, and it is true.”,“Doctor Do we have a doctor in our village Village head... I'm not saying I don't trust the doctors in our village. It's just that blindness isn't a small matter, it's best to go to a big hospital for a look, at least the county hospital.”。