of him. It turned out that Ye Bufan had reached out and grabbed the mane at the back of the lion's neck, pulling it up directly.Immediately after a flick of his wrist, the 300-400 pound male lion flew...It was obvious that Pan Guangfa didn't take Ye Bufan's medical skills seriously, thinking it was all hype.

He is the president of the Chinese Medical Association. There are both Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) and Western medicine practitioners in the association. Those older TCM practitioners might still have some skills.

But a young man in his twenties dared to call himself a medical immortal, saying that he wouldn't believe it if someone told him it wasn't hype.

Chen Meiling said, "Second brother, if that's the case, why does he have so much power He just said he could bring our family company down and he did."

Pan Guangfa sighed: "This isn't all his doing. Big brother has his own problems too."

I've warned him countless times. With so many assets, there's no need to engage in tax evasion or other shady dealings, but he just won't listen.

It is precisely because one has problems that the other party has an opportunity.

Although he was a renowned physician, he had not entered the upper echelons of the imperial capital society. He was unaware of the power struggles between aristocratic families, nor did he know how famous and influential Ye Bufan truly was.

Chen Meiling urged, "Let's not talk about that anymore. Think of a way to see if you can get your brother out."

"Alright, I'll give it a try."

After Pan Guangfa finished speaking, he took out his phone and started using his connections to inquire about the news.

After making a round of calls, he hung up the phone with a heavy expression.

Chen Meiling's face was full of urgency: "How about it Can you save your big brother"

Pan Guangfa shook his head: "I asked around, this matter is very serious. Big brother evaded a huge amount of taxes, I'm afraid he can't avoid going to jail."

"Damn Ye Bufan, he's trying to ruin our family!" Pan Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Second Uncle, you are the president of the Medical Association, he's just a small doctor, you must find a way to get rid of him, avenge me."

"Don't worry, I'll show him what I'm capable of when the right time comes."

Pan Guangfa's face was gloomy. As the president of the Medical Association, he couldn't possibly kill the other party, but it was within his power to cause them some trouble.

Then he turned to Chen Meiling: "Sister-in-law, I'm afraid Big Brother won't be able to get out for a while. What are your plans"

"Our family assets have been frozen, but we still have a property in M country. We bought it before planning to go on vacation and it has been sitting there for years. It's worth around 30 to 50 million yuan."

"I'm going to have Xiaohao handle this over there and get the cash in hand."

As the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. Although Pan's assets in China have been seized, this overseas property should be safe.

Pan Guangfa nodded: "That's right. In a few days, I'm going to attend a medical conference in country M, so let Xiaohou go with me."

"That's best. Since something happened to your brother and I can't leave, it's not very reassuring for Xiao Hao to go alone. Fortunately, you're here to keep an eye on him."

Chen Meiling, though protective of her son, also knows what kind of person he is. Besides eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring, he can't do anything else.

Ye Bufan, after leaving the Pan family, returned to the ancient medical school.

Everything in the company ran smoothly and in an orderly manner, managed by An Yimo and Su Ruyue. She herself went to Gu Yimen Clinic for consultations.

He had just gotten into the car when his phone in his pocket rang. He glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Yang Zhenguodao, director of the National Health Commission.

As soon as I pressed the call button, Yang Zhengdao's enthusiastic voice came from the other end: "Xiaoye, do you have time these days"

Ye Bufan said, "Yes, if you have anything, just say it."

"This is it, the World Medical Exchange Conference is about to be held. Yesterday, I received an invitation from the World Medical Society, inviting our Chinese delegation to attend."

And it's particularly important to send a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. We want the world to understand our TCM. I know all of this is thanks to your efforts, so you, as a medical fairy, must go and help us in China promote TCM."

Yang Zhengdao was very clear that the reason why the World Medical Association attached so much importance to China this time was entirely due to this young man's efforts. He had won over those arrogant experts from the World Medical Association with his superb medical skills.

"OK."

Ye Bufan readily agreed. As the heir of Guimeng, it was his duty to carry on the tradition of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and besides, he hadn't had anything to do recently, so going to country M would be a good opportunity.

Seeing him agree, Yang Zhengdao happily said: "Alright, I'll call President Pan of the World Medical Association right now and recommend you."

"Chief Yang, wasn't this your decision"

"That's really not my decision."

Yang Zhengdao explained, "The World Medical Exchange Conference was never an official event. That's the case in our China as well. It's always been handled by the Chinese Medical Association. President Pan is in charge of everything related to attending this conference."

As a doctor, Ye Bufan had some understanding of the China Medical Association. Although it was known for its gathering of renowned physicians, it wasn't an officially organized body but rather a private organization established with the support of the National Health Commission of China.

He had no objection to this, saying: "All right, I'll wait for your news."

"Xiaoye, just get ready. There shouldn't be any surprises. With your level, you're more than capable of attending this medical exchange."

Yang Zhendo has full confidence in Ye Bufan's medical skills. After all, over the years since the founding of China, only one immortal doctor has emerged.

As for this, Ye Bufan didn't say much. After hanging up the phone, he directly changed direction and didn't go to the ancient medical clinic. He went straight home.

After getting home, he summoned Su Ruyu, Qin Chuchu and others to announce the news.

After briefly explaining the situation, he said: "This World Medical Exchange Conference is a great opportunity for the development of Traditional Chinese Medicine. We must not miss it."

"We need to seize the opportunity to let the world rediscover traditional Chinese medicine and rebuild its glory. That's why I'm going to visit the US."

Su Ru Yue said: "Just today, Ban Xia called me. She said the pressure of receiving work from Angel Pharmaceuticals over there is also very great. You go over and help her out. Whenever you completely stabilize the company, you can come back."

"No problem."

After all, these were all his own industries, so Ye Bufan had no room to refuse.

And he wasn't surprised by the result, after all, Angel Pharmaceutical has been operating there for many years, a company with assets of trillions, it's not so easy to take over, there will inevitably be some obstacles.

Dong Fang Huizhong said, "I'll go too."

"Well, don't go just yet. Wait until things settle down for me here, then you can come."

Ye Bufan, however, knew this woman's destructive power. Since she didn't speak the local language, who knows what kind of trouble she might cause She could even dismantle the World Medical Society.

Dongfang Huizhong gave a dismissive shrug. "Fine then, I'll come find you in a while."

Next, it's time for preparation. For Ye Bufan, the things he needs to prepare aren't many, but there are a lot of things to do before leaving. After all, with so many girlfriends, the basic homework still needs to be done.

So he simply silenced his phone and focused on his work.

He hadn't slept all night, and even though he was a mid-stage Saint Order cultivator, he still felt dizzy and lightheaded the next day, with a sore back and aching legs.

After breakfast and a quick glance at my phone, I found dozens of missed calls. Half of them were from Yang Zhidao, and the other half were from Alice, the president of the World Medical Association."I need a skilled expert, not a hothead. If we were to call in a mercenary group and they just blew up the Seven-Leaf Ink Lotus with a barrage of firepower, wouldn't all my waiting have been for nothi...