"Young man, don't be so quick to refuse! This is the old man's business card. If there's anything the old man can help with, feel free to come to the Jiangnan City's First People's Hospital."
Tang Qing did not insist.
Instead, he gave his own business card.
Then, without bothering Ye Qingfeng,
he left by himself in a taxi.
Regarding this, Ye Qingfeng accepted Tang Qing's business card, shook his head with a wry smile.
Then left.
The Song Family's Tianyun District wasn't too far from Aunt Fang's Qingyun District.
So, Ye Qingfeng decided to walk there.
Exiting Tianyun District,
he came upon a relatively busy street.
"Screech!"
A white BMW 520 suddenly braked sharply in front of Ye Qingfeng, coming to a stop.
"Someone's been hit, someone's been hit, someone's going to die..."
As the BMW 520 stopped,
a blood-curdling scream erupted.
"This trick seems quite familiar!"
This scene made Ye Qingfeng shake his head, a smirk curling at his lips.
