"Doesn't this look like the motorcade of Shen Wanshan, the famous president of the Diancheng Chamber of Commerce?"

Leading the way were two gleaming black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedans, exuding an imposing presence.

Following behind was an even rarer extended luxury sedan, and then several dark-colored minivans.

The convoy slowly drove up and quietly stopped on the roadside not far from the entrance of Renxin Clinic.

This was in stark contrast to the vehicles that Zhao Qingtian had brought to block the entrance.

The car door opened, and several bodyguards dressed in black suits, wearing communicators and with stern expressions, quickly got out.

He scanned the surroundings sharply, then respectfully opened the back door of the middle limousine.

Everyone's attention, including Zhao Qingtian's and the reporters', was involuntarily drawn to it.

The first thing that catches the eye is a well-maintained hand, though slightly trembling, leaning on a sandalwood cane inlaid with warm jade.

Immediately following, an elderly man appeared, dressed in a dark red Tang suit, thin, with white hair and beard, and a severely sickly appearance.

With the help of a middle-aged man and a medical worker, he slowly stepped out of the car.

The old man was weak and each step seemed extremely difficult, but his appearance was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up huge waves!

Zhao Qingtian's smug and ferocious expression froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, as if he had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Those cameras that were originally aimed at Ye Tian all turned around.

Many reporters who recognized the visitor gasped in shock:

"It's actually Old Master Shen, the president of the Diancheng Chamber of Commerce?"

"Shen Wanshan, the head of the Shen family? What's he doing here?"

In Diancheng, the name Shen Wanshan represents absolute wealth, top-tier connections, and unfathomable influence.

He lives a secluded life and is rarely seen by ordinary people. He is truly a figure standing at the top of the pyramid in Diancheng, looking down on all living beings!

Today, he actually showed up here in person, looking sickly.

Why did they appear in front of this clinic that had just started its trial operation and was facing much skepticism?

Supported by the middle-aged man and medical staff, Mr. Shen Wanshan ignored all the stares and comments around him.

It was as if Zhao Qingtian and those market inspectors were not even seen.

His cloudy yet still sharp eyes were fixed on the calm young man standing with his hands behind his back at the entrance of Renxin Clinic.

With a hint of indescribable eagerness and anticipation.

Shen Wanshan stepped forward and, under the breathless gaze of everyone, spoke:

"Young friend Ye, I am Shen Wanshan. I have heard that you have the miraculous skill to bring people back to life."

My body is exhausted and I can't hold on much longer.

"Please, with your skillful hands, see if there is any hope for me."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Wanshan swayed violently, his face turned deathly pale, and he rolled his eyes and was about to collapse.

At this critical moment, the middle-aged man behind Old Master Shen, his eldest son Shen Mingyuan, reacted quickly and caught his swaying body.

"Dad, how are you?"

"I told you I could have just sent someone to invite Doctor Ye, but you insisted on coming in person."

Shen Mingyuan's face turned pale, and his expression was full of worry.

"What do you know? How can I show my sincerity if I don't come in person to see a master like Doctor Ye who is rarely seen?" Old Master Shen Wanshan said weakly.

Shen Wanshan, president of the Diancheng Chamber of Commerce, is a true pillar of stability in Diancheng's business community.

Despite being critically ill, he personally sought treatment at a small clinic that had just started its trial operation.

If this news gets out, it will be enough to cause an earthquake in the entire Diancheng business district!

Zhao Qingtian was suddenly jolted out of his initial shock, and a twisted excitement rose from the bottom of his heart.

If something happens to Old Master Shen Wanshan here, Ye Tian will definitely be in deep trouble.

This is his perfect opportunity to make Ye Tian suffer eternal damnation!

Zhao Qingtian rushed forward and pointed his finger at Ye Tian:

"Grandpa Shen, please don't believe him. He's a charlatan!"

His herbs are all unregulated products; they could kill you if you eat them.

If you believe him, you'll only be hurting yourself!

He spoke very quickly, spitting as he spoke, trying to convince Shen Wanshan that Ye Tian was a conman.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mingyuan's eyes suddenly turned sharp as knives, but out of consideration for his father, he did not immediately lash out.

However, it seemed that Old Master Shen had used up his last bit of strength, his cloudy eyes fixed on Ye Tian, ​​who was so close to him.

Ignoring Zhao Qingtian's clamor, he simply stretched out a gesture with his trembling left hand.

One of his bodyguards, who had been silent like a shadow, moved.

There were no warning signs, and no one even saw how he moved.

There was a crisp "snap" sound!

Zhao Qingtian was thrown off the ground by a tremendous force, flying two or three meters away.

With a "thud," he fell onto the bluestone slab, and half of his face swelled up at a visible speed.

The bodyguard in black slowly withdrew his hand, returning to his original position expressionlessly, as if he had merely swatted a fly.

The entire scene was deathly silent!

This is Zhao Qingtian, the eldest son of the Zhao family, a figure whom no one in the entire Diancheng dares to provoke.

The only person in the entire Diancheng who would dare to slap Zhao Qingtian in public is probably Shen Wanshan, the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

"Stop your nonsense. In Diancheng, when did it become your place to teach this old man how to do things, you good-for-nothing brat?"

If you dare to obstruct Doctor Ye from treating my illness again, I will not let you off easily!

Although Shen Wanshan was seriously ill, his influence remained.

No matter how arrogant Zhao Qingtian is, he is still just a junior. As long as Shen Wanshan is alive, no one will dare to say a word against him.

"Young Master Zhao, and everyone from the Market Supervision Administration."

I have your medical practitioner's license, drug business license, health permit, and purchase receipts for the herbs.

We operate legally and compliantly, we do not practice medicine illegally, and we do not use any non-compliant herbs.

Dr. Sun, please show your credentials to everyone.

I forgot to introduce you, but this Dr. Sun is actually the owner of the clinic.

I'm just helping out here temporarily.

I am actually the director of the Diancheng Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Institute. I practice medicine and manufacture medicines here, and I have all the legal permits.

You can check my qualifications; it will make everything clear.

Ye Tian gave Sun Yongqiang a wink.

Sun Yongqiang nodded, went inside, took out all the documents, and showed them to the people from the Market Supervision Administration.

Lin Wanqing had anticipated this, so she had all the necessary documents prepared in advance.

Although Renxin Clinic is registered under Sun Yongqiang's name, it is actually a subsidiary of Diancheng Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Institute.

Ye Tian is the director of the Diancheng Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Institute. When he helps Sun Yongqiang, he is helping his subordinate.

Lin Wanqing's business procedures were reasonable, compliant, and legal, taking all issues into consideration.

From any perspective, no one can find fault with it.

"Dr. Ye, Dr. Sun, I'm sorry to bother you. We've checked your documents, and there's no problem."

You have all the necessary permits and licenses; you are authorized to operate normally.

After reviewing the qualifications provided by Ye Tian, ​​the market supervision administration officials could not find any fault with them.

With the president of the Diancheng Chamber of Commerce present, they dared not make things difficult in the slightest.

They had no choice but to get in the car and leave dejectedly.

Zhao Qingtian never expected that Ye Tian would have such great power, managing to get all the documents processed in just one day.

He could find no evidence against Ye Tian through legitimate means.

He didn't dare to openly cause trouble for Ye Tian in front of the president of the Diancheng Chamber of Commerce.

He had no choice but to suppress his anger and leave in a huff.

He blamed Ye Tian for that slap, vowing to get his revenge on Ye Tian next time!

"President Shen, please come in quickly, let me give you a thorough medical check-up."

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