"Mr. Ye, Miss Xue, please come inside."

Ye Chen and Xue Linger looked at each other.

Xue Linger, in particular, was very curious as to why Zhao Qingmu had such a good attitude towards them.

After passing through the drugstore, they took the elevator and arrived at the top of the building.

Unexpectedly, there is a cave above the roof.

There are green trees, flowers, and small bridges and flowing water.

There is actually a small garden on the roof.

Zhao Qingmu said; "Mr. Ye, this time the competition is here."

Ye Chen nodded, but didn't say anything.

However, Ye Chen could see that Xue Linger on the side seemed a little worried.

Ye Chen took Xue Linger's little hand and said, "Don't worry, do you want to have confidence in me?"

Seeing Ye Chen's confident eyes, Xue Linger was no longer as nervous as before.

She knew very well that this time, in order to build momentum for itself, the Medicine Sect invited many veterans of the traditional Chinese medicine field.

There was even a TV station broadcast live.

If Ye Chen loses, the other party will definitely build momentum. In that case, Ye Chen is likely to be ruined in the circle of Chinese medicine.

After Ye Chen walked in, he was immediately stunned inside.

It is indeed a century-old school of traditional Chinese medicine.

All I saw inside was mahogany furniture.

And there are paintings by famous artists hanging on both sides.

The items on it are antique porcelain from all generations.

These antique fine porcelains alone are worth a lot of money.

Each of the antiques here, if put up for auction, can allow a person to live comfortably for a lifetime.

"As expected of a medicine sect, it really has a lot of foundation."

Although these things from the Yao Sect are nothing compared to those wealthy families.

But as a medical sect, these wealth are already amazing.

You know, many practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine today live a life of having one meal and no next meal.

But the largest sect is so luxurious.

This is not a kind of irony.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen had another thought in his mind.

He must defeat the monopoly of medicine and let all practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine make money.

Let the entire industry flourish completely.

Only in this way can Longguo's traditional Chinese medicine industry be carried forward and more people be engaged in traditional Chinese medicine and study traditional Chinese medicine.

Zhao Qingmu felt very proud when he saw Ye Chen looking at the antiques in the house.

This is a great honor for him.

So that feeling of being superior to others quickly emerged.

Ye Chen looked at the other person's expression and knew that this guy was wandering again.

At that moment, he sneered in his heart, intending to give the other party a good blow to his arrogance.

Ye Chen looked at these antiques and suddenly asked: "These antiques of yours look good, but they can't be fake."

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Zhao Qingmu immediately burst into tears.

He said angrily: "Of course these are real. These antique calligraphy and paintings are all left by our ancestors. How can they be fake?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "That's not necessarily true. What if your ancestors were also deceived?"

Zhao Qingmu snorted coldly after hearing this: "People like you are simply envious and jealous. If you don't have it yourself, you will be jealous of others."

"Yes, now I have my own traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and I have tens of millions of fans. What do you have?" Ye Chen counterattacked with a smile.

Ye Chen felt that Zhao Qingmu really didn't have a long memory.

Obviously he is not an opponent, but he likes to talk to himself.

Zhao Qingmu gritted his teeth angrily.

At this moment, he had made up his mind to never quarrel with Ye Chen again.

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will be pissed to death.

Therefore, Zhao Qingmu stopped talking.

No matter what Ye Chen said, he pretended not to hear it.

The three people came to a hut together.

After entering, Ye Chen saw several people waiting there.

There is a man sitting on a mahogany chair, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and his eyes are very bright.

The other two people were also wearing traditional Chinese costumes from the Dragon Kingdom, with extraordinary temperament.

In addition to these two people, there is another middle-aged man Ye Chen knows, who is Zhao Yuan, the current head of the Medicine Sect.

Today Zhao Yuan is wearing a gray long coat, with a string of sandalwood beads on his hand, and a jade ring on his finger.

Zhao Yuan's outfit does not look like a master of traditional Chinese medicine, but like an antique dealer.

Seeing Zhao Yuan's current appearance, Ye Chen felt a little disappointed.

No wonder the medicine sect cannot develop. With such a sect leader, it is really difficult for the medicine sect to flourish.

Ye Chen could tell from his outfit that the other party's real thoughts were not in Chinese medicine.

And the other party was obviously showing off these things on his body.

But the purpose of his coming here is to compare his medical skills, not to show off.

At this moment, Ye Chen looked at the other person with only deep contempt in his eyes.

How could the medicine sect be prosperous in the hands of such a person?

"Father, Ye Chen is here, and Miss Xue is also here." Zhao Qingmu said respectfully in front of Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan nodded and looked at Ye Chen.

When he saw the expression on Ye Chen's face, his face suddenly became unhappy.

Because when ordinary people see themselves, they have an expression of great admiration or respect.

But when Ye Chen saw his expression, there was obviously a trace of disdain in his eyes.

This feeling made him very angry.

"Why are you not convinced?" Zhao Yuan looked at Ye Chen and said coldly.

Ye Chen did not hide his thoughts and said lightly: "I just feel a little disappointed."

"Ye Chen, you are going too far. Do you know where this place is?" Zhao Qingmu said angrily when he saw Ye Chen came here and was so crazy.

Ye Chen said disapprovingly: "I'm just telling the truth."

Zhao Yuan did not speak, but looked at Ye Chen from one glance to the next.

He said coldly: "Do you think I am not qualified to be the leader of the Medicine Sect?"

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party was self-aware.

"Yes, I do have such an idea." Ye Chen replied directly.

"Then tell me, as a sect leader, what did I fail to do?"

Ye Chen said: "Because you forgot your responsibilities."

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Zhao Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you think my duties are?"

Ye Chen looked at Zhao Yuan and said without giving in: "Of course it is to promote traditional Chinese medicine."

Zhao Yuan snorted coldly: "Isn't what I'm doing now promoting Chinese medicine?"

"The relatively well-known traditional Chinese medicine clinics and traditional Chinese medicine stores in Longguo are basically under the disciples of our traditional Chinese medicine doctors. Could it be said that this does not count as promoting traditional Chinese medicine?"

Ye Chen shook his head and said, "Of course not."

Zhao Yuan did not continue to speak, but stared at Ye Chen.

"Yes, many traditional Chinese medicine stores or medical clinics down there are indeed under your medical door, but I think most of the money they make has been made by you."

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