Chapter 842: Your Clinic Is Closed

hed Marrow Pills and gave them to eat, then used silver needles to help them activate the medicine's effect.When the two people walked out of the room again, it was almost evening and most of the comp...In the middle of their conversation, Jin Zhao strode into the private room, followed by two young men dressed in designer clothes. They looked like they were heirs to wealthy families.

Behind these three people, there were twenty or thirty bodyguards in black suits, each looking menacing and imposing.

"Big Jin, it was those few women who did it."

“Useless things, can't even handle a woman.”

Jin Zhao, following the direction of his finger, glanced at Situ Dianmo. His eyes flashed with a hint of surprise and greed.

As the eldest son of a wealthy family, his biggest hobby was women. He had dated countless women over the years, but he had never seen a woman as beautiful and elegant as this one.

Though Jin Zhao may be a wastrel, he's not stupid. Bringing so many women here to play with domination and temptation suggests the other party has some strength and background.

Who's in charge here

Hearing his question, all the members of the Zhuque Squad moved aside, letting him see Ye Bufan sitting on the sofa.

Jin Zhao sized up the young man on the sofa, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

The Jin family was only a third-rate family in the imperial capital, so he naturally couldn't act recklessly when he went out. He always had to be careful of those who were beyond his reach.

But this young man in front of him, he could tell that he wasn't a native of the capital city, nor was he the son of some top aristocratic family. This immediately gave him confidence.

"Boy, did you eat a lion's heart You dare to make my men move, and don't even ask who I, Jin Dashao, am."

Ye Bufan raised his red wine glass and took a gentle sip. He put the glass down and ignored Jin Zhao, instead turning his head to look at Situ Dianmo.

"He doesn't seem to know you"

As the granddaughter of Jian Sheng Sitong Changkong, she should be at the top of the pampered list in the imperial capital.

Apparently, this guy didn't recognize Si Tu Dian Mo, which struck him as odd.

Sima Dianmo said, "I didn't come to the capital until I was 10 years old. My grandfather kept me at home practicing martial arts and never let me interact with these people."

Seeing these two people talking to themselves, completely ignoring him, Jin Zhao's heart immediately burned with anger.

"You two are still putting on airs in front of Young Master, aren't you I'm telling you, with me here today, even the Jade Emperor can't save you."

Ye Bufan gave the guy a look with eyes that seemed to pity him: "What do you want"

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"Get down on your knees and kowtow to me, apologize, and then give me these women to play with for one night. Then today's matter will be over, or else none of you will ever be able to mix in the imperial capital again!"

Jin Zhao spoke with confidence, believing that his strength and background were more than enough to crush his opponent.

A playful glint flashed in Ye Bufan's eyes. This guy actually dared to scheme against the Zhuque team, openly seeking his own demise.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Situ Dianmo had already arrived in front of him, followed by a resounding slap across the face.

"Bang!"

After a crisp sound, Jin Zhao was slapped flying seven or eight meters away by the slap and crashed against the wall of the private room with a thud.

Due to Si Tu Dian Mo's quick movements, the others couldn't react at all, they didn't even expect this seemingly delicate woman to make a move.

Jin Zhao crawled up from the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth. He touched his swollen cheek and was instantly furious.

"Damn you, how dare you hit me I'll make you pay tonight."

He waved his hand at the bodyguards behind him, "Are you all dead Get up and bring them back here for me, men and women alike. I'm going to kill them!"

On receiving their master's command, the bodyguards surged forward.

Unfortunately, in front of the Suzaku team, they were no different from ants.

In less than 10 seconds, all the bodyguards were knocked to the ground, each one wailing and begging for mercy.

Ye Bufan walked over with a glass of red wine, knelt down in front of Jin Zhao with a playful expression and said, "Jin Shao, how does it feel Is this taste good"

Jin Zhao didn't expect these women to have such strong fighting abilities. However, the panic in his eyes was only a fleeting moment, and he quickly regained his composure.

"Hey kid, who are you Spit out your name!"

"My name is Ye Bufan, I am a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and I just opened an ancient medical clinic in the capital city."

Ye Bufan didn't hold back anything. He felt that for this kind of wastrel young master, it was best to solve it once and for all. Otherwise, if he came looking for him repeatedly in the future, it would be very troublesome.

"TCM A small doctor dares to be arrogant in front of me, the Golden Family's young master"

After seeing the skills of Si Tu Dian Mo and the others, Jin Zhao's original nervousness had completely disappeared.

In the capital city, what ultimately matters is connections and background; skill alone is not enough.

"Boy, now kneel down for me, apologize, pay reparations, and then sever your own legs. Perhaps..."

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It's still not too late, or else when this young master gets angry, it will be too late to regret.

Ye Bufan raised his cup and took a sip, a playful smile on his face. "Is that so Then I'd like to see what it looks like when Jin Daren gets angry."

"Boy, you want to play with me I'll destroy your clinic first, then the people in it, and then I'll make you wish you were dead."

He turned his head to the young man on his left and said, "Zheng Shao, a small doctor dares to come to Beijing and be arrogant. Let Uncle Zheng shut down his clinic first, and then we'll play slowly."

"No problem, I've got this."

That young man took two steps forward and looked at Ye Bufan, saying, "Boy, do you know who I am My dad is Zheng Yongjun, the director of the Imperial Capital Medical Bureau."

I'll give you one more chance. Do as Jin Zhao demands, and I might let you off the hook. Otherwise, with just one phone call, your clinic will be shut down in minutes.

Ye Bufan still wore a carefree expression, "Is that so Then you try, and see if you can really shut down my clinic."

"You brat, you're only crying now that you see the coffin! Just wait for me."

The young man's name was indeed Zheng Yongjiang, the son of the Director General of the Medicines and Healthcare Products Regulatory Agency. After he finished speaking, he immediately took out his phone and started dialing his father's number.

The phone was answered quickly, and he said into the receiver, "Dad, I need you to close down a clinic for me."

Zheng Yongjun was originally sitting on the sofa at home, worrying about things from the day.

His own clueless subordinates had actually offended the wife of Yang Zhendo, the director of the State Drug Administration.

This really troubled him, and as he was thinking about how to ease the tension with Li Hongxiu, his son's phone call came.

"What have you gotten into this time I'm telling you, behave yourself and stop causing trouble!"

It wasn't me who started the trouble, it was that arrogant little doctor who runs the clinic. He stole my friend's woman and even beat up our people!

"Nonsense, I'm a doctor, how could I fight with you people"

"Dad, it's true. The guy's name is Ye Bufan, and he said he opened a new traditional Chinese medicine clinic in the capital city."

"Said, 'Dad, no matter what, you have to help me this time. That guy is way too arrogant.'"

On the phone, Zheng Yongjun was startled. "What did you say What's his name"

“His name is Ye Bufan.” Hearing the confirmation of his own name, he thought that his father was finally going to help him.

A smug grin plastered across his face, "Kid, you're done for this time!"

(The end)ave our own supply channels and don't need your medicinal herbs at all. Moreover, your sales method is too bizarre. Isn't this forcing people to buy"The bald man shouted, "You're right, we are strong-...