Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly grip Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was shiny bald, but she wore a patched-up, faded Taoist robe that looked like it belonged to a beggar.,And yet, their view was that holding her back for only a year would bring them to near bankruptcy.,Then someone shouted, "Doctor! Is there a doctor! Please save our grandmother!"。