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

"Miss Lin, I'm sorry, I accidentally made a private engagement with Ye Tian just now."

He's already agreed to marry me, so you two should keep your distance from each other from now on.

Su Qingying had already let go of Ye Tian's arms, but when she saw Lin Wanqing walking over, she hugged Ye Tian tightly again.

"I agree to take you as my concubine, but which concubine you will be depends on your future behavior."

Ye Tian's ruthless exposure instantly froze the smile on Su Qingying's face.

"Miss Su, keep it up! With your looks, you have a good chance of making it into the top ten if you work hard."

Lin Wanqing's words made Su Qingying furious.

"You two, I'm not done with you yet!"

Su Qingying stomped hard on Ye Tian's foot, but unfortunately missed.

She turned and left angrily.

He turned back halfway, glaring at Ye Tian through gritted teeth:

"Your phone must be on 24 hours a day. If I can't find you, you're dead!"

"When that happens, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Okay, but you only have three days. If you can't secure the raw stone supply within three days, I'll find someone else to cooperate with."

Although Su Qingying's Su family controls the largest raw stone mine in Diancheng, there are many other mines in Diancheng besides the Su family's.

He doesn't need to put all his eggs in one basket.

"It's a deal. If I can secure the supply of raw stones, you must marry me."

If you don't want to marry into the Su family, then take me with you.

"You dare lie to me? I'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

Without waiting for Ye Tian's reply, Su Qingying turned and left, this time with a murderous aura.

"It seems the Su family won't have any peace these next few days."

If Su Qingying is determined to do something, she will not give up halfway.

No matter how tortuous the process, she would do it at all costs.

I congratulate Mr. Ye in advance on his success in gaining both wealth and beauty; she might even bring you a huge surprise.

Lin Wanqing's gaze towards Ye Tian held a hint of something indescribable.

-

I visited the Diancheng Antique Street again.

Lin Wanqing pointed to the largest, most prime shop at the crossroads and said to Ye Tian:

"This is the one; I've already applied for it."

The Renxin Clinic caught fire unexpectedly last night, which was due to the poor management of the antique street. The antique street should make compensation.

Therefore, the antique street management committee has decided to give you this prime shop free of charge for a period of thirty years.

I've brought the contract; your signature will make it effective immediately.

Lin Wanqing handed the contract in her hand to Ye Tian.

Ye Tian didn't answer, but instead looked intently at Lin Wanqing: "Did you go through the normal approval process, or did you pay for it yourself?"

"Of course it's the normal process. I just used a little bit of my privilege to speed up the approval process."

Lin Wanqing knew Ye Tian's personality, so she only helped him within the limits of what he could accept.

"That's more like it. Let Sun Yongqiang sign the contract. Renxin Clinic originally belonged to him."

This is the best location for a shop on the antique street; it's remarkable that you managed to get the management to compromise to this extent.

Ye Tian knew that even if Lin Wanqing didn't pay out of her own pocket, such a prime location shop would never have ended up in their hands through normal procedures.

It goes without saying how important Lin Wanqing's role was in it.

"Because of your glorious deeds of saving seventeen people at Renxin Clinic yesterday, now everyone in the entire city of Diancheng knows about Renxin Clinic."

This signboard is already famous throughout the city; only a prime location on the antique street deserves its prestigious reputation.

Lin Wanqing continued, "The shop owner's business grew so much that he just moved away not long ago."

I've already had the place tidied up and the sign hung up; we can open for business immediately.

"Okay, let's go buy the medicinal herbs today and start the trial operation tomorrow."

Before leaving, he told Sun Yongqiang to see his clinic reopened so he would have no more worries.

The next day, the sign for Renxin Clinic was hung in the very center of the antique street.

The most eye-catching thing is the newly pasted couplet on both sides of the gate.

The couplet was written by Ye Tian himself with thick ink, his brushstrokes sharp as knives, with iron hooks and silver strokes, exuding a chilling aura.

First line: Silver needles sever life and death

Second line: One medicine can determine the fate of the world.

Horizontal inscription: Saving the world and helping people

These simple words, just a dozen or so, exude a chillingly arrogant confidence.

A number of onlookers gradually gathered in front of the gate, pointing and discussing among themselves.

Many people were curious to see how this legendary "miracle doctor" who had cured the mass poisoning incident would start today.

At 9:00 a.m. sharp, the clinic doors slowly opened from the inside.

Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back at the intersection of light and shadow on the inside of the threshold, facing the curious crowd outside, his expression calm and undisturbed.

Sun Yongqiang stood tall and straight behind him, trying to look serious, but his heart was pounding with nervousness.

His small clinic has been completely transformed into a large-scale operation, something he never dared to dream of before.

He, who used to be a lowlife who dug up graves and did nothing but scour the streets, has now become the focus of attention in the entire city.

All of this is thanks to the young man in front of me.

Sun Yongqiang is now both grateful to and admiring of Ye Tian.

Just then, a piercing car horn sounded from one end of the street.

A black official car led the way, followed by several vehicles with the words "Market Supervision and Management" printed on them, and drove straight to the front of Renxin Clinic and stopped.

The car door opened, and Zhao Qingtian was the first to jump out.

He was dressed in a sharp suit today, his hair was slicked back, and his face was filled with undisguised excitement and ferocity.

Behind him, a group of market management personnel in uniforms with serious expressions came down in a rush.

There were also several media reporters carrying "long guns and short cannons," who were obviously there after hearing the news.

"This is it!" Zhao Qingtian pointed to the entrance of Renxin Clinic and began his performance in a loud voice.

"Distinguished leaders and fellow journalists! This is the illegal clinic that lacks proper qualifications and is suspected of practicing medicine without a license."

The shop owner is Ye Tian, ​​who has only recently arrived in Diancheng!

A few days ago, he haphazardly treated a few patients with some herbs of unknown origin and so-called "acupuncture," and dared to call himself a miracle doctor.

Now they've gone even further, expanding their operations and preparing to harm even more people with counterfeit drugs!

He stepped forward, almost pointing his finger at Ye Tian's nose, and questioned him sharply:

"Ye Tian, ​​where's your medical license? Where's your drug business license? Where's your health permit? Show them to us!"

Have those unregistered medicinal herbs in your shop been tested? Do they meet national standards?

This is practicing medicine illegally, manufacturing and selling counterfeit and substandard products, and endangering the lives and health of the people!

The reporters' flashbulbs immediately went to Ye Tian, ​​and a cacophony of camera clicks filled the air.

The onlookers murmured amongst themselves, their gazes toward Ye Tian filled with suspicion and scrutiny.

Behind Zhao Qingtian, a man who looked like a law enforcement officer stepped forward, his face serious.

The air froze instantly, filled with a sense of impending doom.

Sun Yongqiang's face was pale, and his palms were sweaty.

Ye Tian remained calm, not even glancing at Zhao Qingtian, his gaze passing over the group of uninvited guests and directed towards the distance of the street.

Just as tensions were rising and Renxin Clinic was about to be shut down.

A deep, steady, yet remarkably noticeable car engine sound approached from afar.

Not just one vehicle, but an entire convoy.