of people came out from inside. Leading the way was a middle-aged man with a beaming smile, Zheng Zhongguo, the head of the Zheng family, and also Zheng Changxu's father."Mr. Hua, you're here! Please...After the banquet ended, Changsun Dongju stayed at the Changsun residence.

Changsun Cangsong had prepared a small building for the mother and son. Ye Bufan wasn't used to living in such a place. In the evening, he bid farewell to his mother and returned to his medical hall.

Back to the front of the old medical hall, according to past habits, it should have closed by now.

When he arrived at the door, he found that the clinic was brightly lit and over ten bodyguards in black suits were standing at the entrance.

After seeing these people, Ye Bufan was quite surprised because even the weakest of these bodyguards had Xuan-rank cultivation.

This level of cultivation, if placed in a small city, such as Jiangnan or Jiangbei, could serve as a family's venerated elder.

And here he was, just an ordinary bodyguard, standing respectfully at the door.

This can be inferred that the person inside is definitely a big shot.

Who on earth could have come to my own clinicfan let out a long sigh of relief, hurriedly running his chaotic true qi to suppress the churning blood. If he had waited even a moment longer, this mouthful of blood would have surely erupted.Deep in...