Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

The middle-aged man with Mediterranean symptoms was very skilled in his business; it was clear he had prescribed a lot of medications regularly.

Ye Chen feigned a frown. "It's so expensive! Don't you want to have it checked with some equipment first? What if there's a mistake?"

"No need for tests, why waste money on them? I'm saving you money. I can tell what's wrong with you just by looking at you. The medicine will definitely cure you!"

The middle-aged man with a Mediterranean discoloration had an expression that said, "Trust me, you can't go wrong."

"Hiss, how many courses of treatment do I need to take before it's effective?" Ye Chen asked again.

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline pondered for a moment before speaking, "Your condition is quite serious; you may need three to five courses of treatment!"

Ye Chen looked pained: "If we want better medicine, wouldn't it cost tens of thousands of yuan to treat just one illness?"

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline slammed his hand on the table: "Hey, young man, which is more important, money or life? You're still young, your health comes first. Only with good health can you enjoy this world, don't you agree?"

"Where's your boss? I want to hear what he has to say!" Ye Chen still looked hesitant.

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline straightened his back: "Young man, I'm the owner and attending physician here. Would I lie to you? Our shop is so big here, we rely on our reputation. If you want imported medicine, give me a few courses of treatment first, and I'll make an offer to give you a 8% discount!"

Ye Chen gave the other person a meaningful look: "So you're the boss. I see selling medicine is quite profitable. A friend of mine wants to open a pharmacy around here. I wonder if there are any rules or regulations?"

The Mediterranean shop owner was stunned for a moment, then realized that Ye Chen hadn't come to see a doctor at all.

He said that this kid didn't react like a patient should at all.

He remained remarkably calm throughout the entire process.

He wasted so much breath talking for nothing.

This must be what he really wanted, right?

The middle-aged, Mediterranean-looking business owner slowly wiped the smile from his face, his eyes narrowing slightly: "Young man, are you here for a medical checkup?"

"Of course, I was just asking for my friend!" Ye Chen smiled slightly.

The middle-aged Mediterranean boss's smile had vanished, and his eyes had become sharp; he was a completely different person.

"Go get the medicine first, pay the bill, and then we can talk about opening the shop!" The middle-aged man with the Mediterranean discoloration tore off a piece of paper, slammed it on the table, and pushed it to Ye Chen.

Then, he quietly watched Ye Chen, waiting for Ye Chen's reaction.

Ye Chen did not take the prescription he could not understand; at this point, it was as if both sides had laid their cards on the table!

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline leaned back in his chair, placing his hands on the armrests and staring at Ye Chen: "Who exactly are you? Did you come here just to ask about opening a pharmacy?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The young man in the Mediterranean chuckled: "Young man, I advise you to be more cautious about opening a pharmacy. This place is a bit complicated, and you never know what might happen to the pharmacy right after it opens."

His words were highly threatening.

"Oh, is there some explanation? I really don't know much about it!" Ye Chen said casually.

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline scoffed, "With such a prime location, if it were open to pharmacies, would it even be your turn? Pharmacies would be springing up everywhere by now."

"So, you're saying you're in charge here? You want to monopolize the medical industry here? Can I take that as an interpretation?" Ye Chen stared directly at the middle-aged man with the receding hairline.

The young man in the Mediterranean laughed: "If that's how you want to understand it, fine, but don't get any unrealistic ideas. Go find somewhere else to cause trouble. There are some people you can't afford to offend with your small frame. You might end up not even knowing what's going on!"

Ye Chen nodded: "Now I understand. I saw a huge pile of garbage in front of that traditional Chinese medicine clinic nearby; that must have been your doing, right?"

Mediterranean South scoffed, "Hmph, they're being unreasonable. Someone will take care of them. This is just the appetizer. They'll definitely be out of business within a week. So, kid, here's a piece of advice: don't get too ambitious. If you want to open a pharmacy, go somewhere else!"

The middle-aged man with the Mediterranean disposition didn't hide anything and practically admitted that they were the ones who did the work at the Chinese medicine clinic.

Ah Long clenched his fists. The other party had already said that this was too blatant and arrogant.

"Aren't you afraid of the law for doing this?" Ye Chen said, seemingly indignant.

The middle-aged man with the receding hairline laughed: "Hahaha, law, kid, you're still a baby! Here, what we say is law!"

His laughter was so arrogant, so unrestrained.

They dare to be so arrogant in front of Ye Chen and A Long, two outsiders, showing no regard for them at all.

They didn't seem afraid of Ye Chen and the others finding out.

In short, his arrogance was written all over his face.

They probably also wanted to establish their authority over Ye Chen and his group, since young people are easily frightened by a few threats.

Showing off in front of young people, and I must say, it actually feels pretty good!

"Alright, it's enough to know it was you guys who did it!" Ye Chen said meaningfully as he stood up.

"The consultation fee is 200 yuan. Remember to scan it!" The middle-aged man with a receding hairline pointed to the QR code next to him.

Ye Chen ignored him and left the clinic with Ah Long.

A consultation fee of 200? They must be obsessed with money!

However, the other party was probably just saying it casually. Ye Chen didn't pay, and he didn't say anything either. He probably didn't care about the 200 yuan.

After leaving the clinic, Ah Long angrily said, "That old bastard is so arrogant! I recorded everything he said. Let's call the police and have them arrested!"

Ye Chen shook his head: "He dared to say that in front of us, which proves he's fearless. Heaven is watching what people do; maybe his retribution will come tonight?"

"Let's go back first!" Ye Chen called out.

Inside the clinic, the middle-aged man with a receding hairline frowned: "Wait a minute, these two guys look familiar. Have I seen them somewhere before?"

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he opened the drawer, took out a document, and flipped through it.

"Holy crap, it's him!"

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline slapped his thigh.

The page the middle-aged man with the receding hairline was flipping through was Ye Chen's information.

The information was very detailed; it even included a phone number, the address from the ID card, and a photo!

He flipped through a few more pages and found Huang Longtian's information.

This document turned out to be from Xuanzhen Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline narrowed his eyes: "Hmph, you actually dare to come knocking on our door, you've got some nerve! I was just looking for you!"

The middle-aged man with a receding hairline took out his phone and made a call: "Hey, that TCM clinic is packed today, their boss is here too. You guys go stretch your muscles and give them a lesson!"

After finishing his explanation, the middle-aged man with a receding hairline leaned back in his chair, his legs crossed on the table.

Even if Ye Chen and the others found out that they were targeting their TCM clinic, he wouldn't be afraid.

These young people had better be sensible, or they'll face the consequences!