"Hmph, that old guy just knows how to talk, I’ll have to tease him later."
As they were speaking, the group stepped into the inner hall. As soon as they crossed the threshold, the noise from outside vanished. Sun Peiying was about to marvel at the clever design of the house, but then suddenly stopped in his tracks.
In the courtyard of the inner hall, an elderly man dressed in a blue short-sleeve shirt and long trousers stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at him.
"Xiao Yingzi, it’s been decades, what? You don’t recognize ?"
Xiao Yingzi... Hearing this nickna, both An Yiqing and Sun Rao twitched the corners of their mouths.
"You little brat..." Sun Peiying’s eyes reddened as he took a large step forward and punched Ye Chenghong on the shoulder, "Still as infuriating as ever!"
With that, he extended his long arms, and the two old friends, who hadn’t seen each other in decades, embraced each other joyfully and tearfully.
"Over twenty years have passed, we’re all old now! You’ve gone from an entitled young man to the chief of Flower Island in the blink of an eye, and even your granddaughter has grown so much!" Ye Chenghong remarked with a smile as he looked at Xiao Lin, who was being led by Sun Rao.
"Isn’t that true? We’ve all aged!" Sun Peiying sighed with emotion and let out a long sigh, "But, you haven’t changed much in appearance. Ah! It seems I’m the only one who’s aged!"
"Birth, aging, illness, and death are the laws of life. You will grow old, as will I. It’s best to take it lightly." Ye Chenghong patted his shoulder, "Your health just recovered, it’s best not to worry too much."
Sun Peiying, being a broad-minded person, soon composed himself.
At this mont, a cautious yet excited voice ca from the side, "Ye, Elder Ye..."
Feng Jianxiang had not dared to step forward, but seeing that Sun Peiying and Ye Chenghong had finished their conversation, he finally dared to speak. He looked at Ye Chenghong with excitent and gratitude on his face.
"I rember you, you’re that naive, young lad from back then. At that ti, you were covered in blood at the bottom of the cliff. I was just passing by and got quite a scare. Who would have thought, decades later, you would beco the director of the police departnt. Good lad!" Ye Chenghong said with satisfaction, patting Feng Jianxiang on the shoulder.
This made Feng Jianxiang extrely excited. In his heart, if it weren’t for Ye Chenghong, he would have long been dead, let alone achieved today’s glory.
"Ye, Elder Ye, I’ve always wanted to thank you in person. Thank you for saving back then, thank you!" Feng Jianxiang, who was always considered a tough guy in the police force, had reddened eyes, speaking with a trembling voice, "If it wasn’t for you, I, I... Thank you, Elder Ye!" Saying this, he bowed respectfully at a ninety-degree angle to Ye Chenghong!
Ye Chenghong, smiling, helped him up, "eting was fate. I helped you back then, and now you’ve helped my disciple, so we’re even."
Though he said this, Feng Jianxiang did not see it that way. At most, he only cleared so minor obstacles for An Yiqing, which could not compare to a life-saving grace.
Overall, in his heart, Ye Chenghong was like a second father to him, regardless of whether he admitted it or not.
"Sect Leader Uncle, the ti has co."
Nie Yuan, dressed in a white casual suit, walked in, greeted everyone, and spoke to Ye Chenghong.
Ye Chenghong looked at the ti, waved to Sun Peiying and Feng Jianxiang, "Let’s go, we’ll talk later."
At this mont, the guest area in the front hall was already full. Governnt officials, aristocratic families, and those who had received favors from Ye Chenghong were all present. As soon as Ye Chenghong stepped out, a stir arose.
Sun Peiying, Feng Jianxiang, and the others took their seats, while Ye Chenghong, accompanied by An Yiqing, took the stage.
"Welco everyone to the opening ceremony of Xuanjin Hall. I am Ye Chenghong, the Master of the dicine Sect."
A thunderous applause erupted, and after it subsided, Ye Chenghong delivered a brief but brilliant speech. Then, the head of the Flower Island Xuanjin Hall branch ca on stage to speak, followed by several disciples from the dicine Sect responsible for the Xuanjin Hall Hospital and school.
In line with the style of Ye Chenghong and the dicine Sect, the opening ceremony was low-key and streamlined. After everything that needed to be said was said, the head of Xuanjin Hall on Flower Island began introducing the business model and consultation thods of Xuanjin Hall.
This was what everyone was most looking forward to and eager to know.
Xuanjin Hall had three rules: One Heart Towards Goodness, Equal Treatnt for All, and A Promise Kept. All mbers of Xuanjin Hall must be kind-hearted yet not weak; there is no distinction between rich and poor in treating patients, everyone is treated the sa; promises must be kept — if a treatnt is possible, it is possible, and if it isn’t, the truth must be told.
These three rules seem to target the internal operations of Xuanjin Hall but actually serve as a warning to those coming for consultation or learning. It ans that Xuanjin Hall will treat every guest well, but will not compromise its principles; there is no distinction of wealth or status in the eyes of Xuanjin Hall, so there’s no need for anyone to flaunt their status here; Xuanjin Hall will heal if it can, and if it can’t, it can’t — we are human, not gods. Therefore, one should not expect miracles or spread rumors if treatnt is unsuccessful.
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