Ye Tian casually pushed open the door and walked on the gravel-paved path in the front yard, and with a glance, he saw the scene inside the hall.
There were four or five people, dressed quite elegantly. They were sitting on chairs, and they seemed rather anxious.
"Brother-in-law, don't be so anxious."
Zhang Wei quickly rushed in, his face covered in black lines.
Ye Tian stepped into the hall with a single stride, his hands behind his back, a brilliant smile blooming at the corner of his mouth. Such a graceful posture instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Is Old Sir Hua here?"
Ye Tian inquired.
"Young man, if you want to see Old Sir Hua, you need to make an appointment in advance."
"Besides, Old Sir Hua only sees one patient a day. My father is already inside. Please leave!"
A middle-aged man stood up, looking at Ye Tian politely while sizing him up.
This young man had an extraordinary bearing.
