Wen Zicheng, clutching his still bleeding eye, looked up in disbelief and fixed his remaining eye on Nangong Yan, his gaze murderous.
“Nangong Yan, are you crazy? I’m doing this for you!”
“You’re the one who’s crazy!” Nangong Yan retorted, annoyed. “Why are you causing trouble at Mr. Chen’s clinic? When did Mr. Chen ever offend you? Even if he did, Mr. Chen’s clinic is now a valued guest of the Nangong family. As long as the Nangong family is in Tang City, no one is allowed to cause trouble here!”
In other words, the Nangong family would be protecting this clinic from now on!
Mr. Chen had cured his illness, a life-saving grace. Beyond the immense gratitude for saving his life, Nangong Yan had to honor his promise to protect this clinic. Besides, he seemed to have developed some other intentions recently.
Hearing this, Wen Zicheng’s expression turned into one of utter disbelief.
“Get this straight, you’re engaged to our Wen Divine Medicine Clinic!” Wen Zicheng hissed through gritted teeth, the pain in his eye intensifying along with his anger.
Wen Xin stood by, tearfully pleading, “Brother Yan…”
Nangong Yan had agreed to the marriage alliance with the Wen family for the legendary lost divine medicine. The former Wen Divine Doctor had said only the divine medicine could cure his illness. It was rumored that Wen Huanzhi had taken the divine medicine when he fled, so Nangong Yan had proposed the marriage, aiming to get the medicine.
But now that he was cured, he no longer cared about the marriage alliance.
However, matters between the two families couldn’t be easily canceled at his whim. Besides, Wen Qingchen was indeed quite attractive…
Nangong Yan’s tone softened as he said, “The engagement and this matter are two different things. You all need to leave now and don’t come back!”
“Damn it…” Wen Zicheng cursed, almost ready to rush up and fight Nangong Yan.
Meanwhile, Wen Qingchen, the person involved, was leisurely sipping tea on the side, as if it wasn’t her newly opened clinic being disrupted.
With his eye injured, Wen Zicheng was naturally unwilling to back down. However, before he could take any action, a group of fierce guards suddenly barged in.
A clear voice rang out, “Divine Doctor! I’m here! Why didn’t you tell me your clinic was opening today so I could come and support you… Huh? What’s going on here? Who dares to cause trouble in my Divine Doctor’s clinic? Are you looking for death?”
It was Mu An speaking.
Upon entering, he saw the tense standoff between Nangong Yan and Wen Zicheng, and the mess in the clinic. He immediately slammed the table and declared, “Anyone who dares to touch my benefactor, I’ll kill them!”
Mu An was a young master from the neighboring Mu City, with a significant background. His threat made even Wen Zicheng wary.
Wen Zicheng never expected that this unremarkable little clinic would actually know the notorious young master Mu An from Mu City!
“Oh, you’re here?” Wen Qingchen greeted him with a smile, as if seeing an old friend. “Why didn’t you bring your son along?”
Smiling on the outside, she was even more delighted inside.
Perfect. Each young master who showed up was more privileged and influential than the last.
Mu An’s face turned red, losing all his earlier arrogance. He awkwardly said, “Divine Doctor… please don’t tease me. You know that thing wasn’t my son…”
The memory of the terrifying demonic flower made Mu An shudder. He quickly changed the subject.
“Wen Zicheng? Nangong Yan? Are you the ones causing trouble here?”
