With a loud crash, the door of the small building was pushed open by Xia Chong. This old man was clearly a regular here, striding in without any hesitation. Seeing Ye Feng inside the clinic, he raised an eyebrow:

"Hmm? Where's your master?"

"My master went to see the County Governor's wife..." Ye Feng's face showed no trace of panic as he continued wiping the silver needles.

"Oh? Did he say when he'd be back?" Xia Chong plopped down on a chair in the hall, seemingly waiting for Song Qingping to return.