After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"As soon as possible? How soon is 'as soon as possible'? Do you think I'm running a charity?"

I advise you to close down and get out of here as soon as possible. Someone has their eye on this place and wants to turn it into a card and mahjong parlor, which is a hundred times better than your money-losing clinic!

Landlord Brother Wang scoffed.

Ye Tian's gaze fell on the sturdy man.

The calluses on his knuckles were not from hard work, but rather from years of practicing martial arts.

Moreover, they put in a lot of hard work.

Although the man's tone was anxious, there was a sense of calm and detachment in the depths of his eyes.

His inner self is probably far from being as kind and honest as he appears, but he is unlikely to be a truly wicked person either.

"Renxin Clinic".

The red paint on the old sign at the entrance is peeling off.

Ye Tian lifted his foot and walked straight toward the two arguing people.

Landlord Wang was getting excited when he noticed a young man walk in. He immediately glared at him warily: "What are you doing here? Going to the doctor? Can't you see I'm busy? We're not open today!"

Ye Tian ignored him and calmly looked at the embarrassed Sun Yongqiang: "Dr. Sun, do you need any help?"

Sun Yongqiang was taken aback, looked Ye Tian up and down, and a hint of doubt and vigilance flashed in his eyes.

Landlord Brother Wang laughed: "Hey, Lao Sun, you run this money-losing lousy clinic, and there are still people willing to stand up for you."

Kid, I advise you to find out more. I'm the landlord here. This place is behind on rent, so it's only right that I come to collect it.

I advise you to mind your own business.

Ye Tian continued looking at Sun Yongqiang, asking in a calm tone:

How much rent do you owe? I'll cover it for you first. I happen to need a place to stay, so would it be alright if I stayed with you for a few days?

"Young man, I appreciate your kindness, but you really don't need to help me. I'll be able to raise the rent soon."

Sun Yongqiang's clinic did indeed have meager income, and he couldn't afford to hire a qualified doctor.

But his medical skills were more than enough to treat difficult and complicated diseases and handle some sprains and bruises, which was enough to maintain his income and expenses.

The reason he is in such financial difficulty now is because he has been providing free medical care to poor people in the neighborhood, which has led to him being unable to make ends meet.

"Old Sun, if you can't pay my annual rent of 100,000, I'll have no choice but to kick you out." The landlord said this intentionally to Ye Tian.

"I paid for him. Give me the payment code," Ye Tian said calmly.

"This young man has guts; he's a really good person."

Before Sun Yongqiang could stop him, the landlord quickly pulled out his QR code to receive payment.

As long as I can receive the money, it doesn't matter who pays.

"It's been transferred." Ye Tian scanned the QR code to pay, and the landlord immediately heard the notification sound.

"Young man, how can this be? We're complete strangers, how can I let you pay my rent?"

Sun Yongqiang tried to stop him, but it was too late.

He looked at the young man in front of him, whom he did not recognize, but whose eyes were clear and honest, unlike a wicked person.

"Young man, if you don't mind, you can stay here for now! I'll definitely pay you back as soon as possible!"

Sun Yongqiang hesitated for a moment, but this was the only option he could take now.

"Old Sun, we've settled the rent."

However, I must warn you, be careful of people from unknown backgrounds, keep your eyes peeled…”

The landlord gave Ye Tian a meaningful look.

"Brother Wang! Now that you've received the rent, please leave. I know what I'm doing with my clinic!"

Sun Yongqiang stood his ground, unusually assertive in front of the landlord.

The landlord left, grumbling and cursing.

Sun Yongqiang breathed a sigh of relief and gave Ye Tian a hearty smile: "Little brother, thank you very much today."

If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to keep my clinic.

My name is Sun Yongqiang. What's your name? How should I address you?

"My name is Ye Tian. It was nothing. I am very grateful to Doctor Sun for taking me in." Ye Tian politely introduced himself.

"Ye Tian? Oh, I remember now, Miss Meng greeted him."

I said, judging from your appearance, you're not short of money, so why would you be willing to come to a place like mine?

I owed Miss Meng a favor before, and I have no reason not to help her when she asked for it.

But I have now retired from the underworld and no longer concern myself with its affairs.

It's really inappropriate to ask you to go back now after you've come all this way.

If you don't mind, you can stay here for a few days until I've saved up enough to pay you back the rent, then you can leave.

The honest and simple air on Sun Yongqiang's face vanished, replaced by a sharp and imposing aura.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Ye Tian knew that getting a legendary figure in the world of tomb raiding, who had retired from the scene, to come out of retirement and help him would definitely not be an easy task.

However, if he wanted to secretly enter the ancient tomb beneath the abandoned mine that the Chen family had bought, he would need Chen Yongqiang's help.

The ancient tomb is extremely dangerous; without someone knowledgeable to guide you, it's impossible to get through.

Since Sun Yongqiang didn't kick him out immediately, it means there's still a chance.

"Come in with me."

Sun Yongqiang led Ye Tian from the courtyard into the clinic.

The clinic's interior looked smaller and older than it appeared from the outside, but it was fairly clean.

A strong smell of Chinese medicine mixed with a faint scent of disinfectant wafted towards me.

The medicine cabinet is quite old, with numerous small drawers on top, but the medicinal herbs inside are arranged in a somewhat messy manner.

"My place is small, and there are many kinds of medicinal herbs. I just arrange them according to my habits, so they look a bit messy. Please don't mind."

Sun Yongqiang offered an embarrassed explanation.

Ye Tian walked to the medicine cabinet, his eyes quickly scanning the blurry labels on the drawers. He then reached out and pulled open a few, picked up some herbs, smelled them, and examined their quality.

"Dr. Sun, I can help you rearrange these medicinal herbs according to their properties and common combinations. This way, it will be faster to prepare the medicine and less likely to make mistakes."

Ye Tian's words clearly surprised Sun Yongqiang: "You know about this?"

I know a little bit about it.

Ye Tian didn't explain much and started to take action.

His movements were not fast, but they had a rhythmic quality like flowing clouds and water.

One by one, the drawers were opened, the medicinal herbs inside were taken out, carefully examined, and then placed in what he considered a more suitable location.

Some that were obviously damp or had poor medicinal properties were picked out separately.

His fingers brushed over the dried roots, stems, flowers, fruits, and other medicinal materials with gentle yet precise movements.

Sun Yongqiang watched from the side, his eyes widening.

He was surprised to find that this young man named Ye Tian was far more familiar with medicinal herbs than he had imagined.

Which medicines should be stored in high places to avoid moisture? Which medicines have clashing odors and need to be stored separately? Which commonly used medicine combinations can be stored nearby?

That seemingly random categorization subtly revealed a kind of pharmacology that he had vaguely heard of but could not grasp.

In less than half an hour, the originally messy medicine cabinet was completely transformed, exuding a sense of neatness and order, and even the aroma of medicine in the air seemed purer.

Sun Yongqiang felt a sense of admiration; this young man was indeed quite capable.

Just then, the clinic door was violently pushed open with a loud bang.

An air of officialdom swept in.

Zhou Zhiming, director of the Diancheng Antique Street Market Management Office, walked ahead with a beer belly and a gloomy expression. Behind him followed Lin Wanqing, a female market administrator with an equally unpleasant face.

The two had obviously heard some rumors and came here specifically for that purpose.

"Sun Yongqiang, you've got some nerve."

Who gave you permission to hire people of unknown origin to work as assistants at the clinic?

You're playing with the patients' lives, don't you realize that?

"You don't want to keep this clinic running anymore, do you?"

Zhou Zhiming spotted Ye Tian standing next to the medicine cabinet at a glance. His already unpleasant expression turned even more unpleasant, and his voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable authority.