As soon as Qiu Zeyu left, Lan Yamei focused her mind and used her telepathy to open a spatial portal. The moment she peeked out, a familiar voice inside said, "Your space is so big! It's practically a giant warehouse, with everything you need for food, clothing, and daily necessities. I don't want to leave!"

Following the sound, Lan Yamei found Zhao Zhicheng sitting on the floor under the potato chip shelf behind her, smoking and eating potato chips.

"How did you get in? Get out of here right now, Qiu Zeyu is looking everywhere for you."

As Lan Yamei spoke, she reached out to pull him out, but she missed.

Zhao Zhicheng appeared as a wisp of cloud, which he easily dispersed with a wave of his hand. Lan Yamei was startled and dared not move. A moment later, Zhao Zhicheng materialized back into human form. Lan Yamei asked, bewildered, "What happened? How did you become like this?"

Zhao Zhicheng was clearly startled. He put down the bag of potato chips and incredulously pounded his chest, the blows sounding as if he were hitting a thick piece of wood.

"How could you do this?" Lan Yamei asked in disbelief, reaching out to touch it gently, but it crumbled at the touch.

"I don't know what happened either. Just now, there was a thunder and lightning, and I was stirred up by a powerful force. After a dizzying moment, I woke up here. If you hadn't barged in, I would have thought my space had opened up too," Zhang Zhicheng said with some regret.

"But how did you get into my space? And you're like a wisp of smoke in front of me, able to pass through and disperse at the same time. What should we do? Qiu Zeyu must be worried sick. Come with me and get out of here quickly." Lan Yamei didn't have time to congratulate him; she just wanted to keep this secret from more people.

"Okay, I'll go with you after I finish this cigarette." Zhao Zhicheng quickly took two puffs of his cigarette, threw the butt on the ground, and stomped it out. Reluctantly putting down the potato chips, he followed Lan Yamei outside.

With her eyes closed, Lan Yamei used her mind to open a crack in the space and instantly passed through it.

He turned around, but he was still alone in the cave. Zhao Zhicheng didn't appear behind him as he had expected.

Lan Ya Mei panicked and rushed into the space again.

Zhao Zhicheng looked terrified and said, "Why can't I get out? I saw you walking ahead and followed closely, but as soon as I touched the light coming in, I was blocked and couldn't get through."

"So, you're trapped here?" Lan Yamei had to admit that it seemed to be the case.

The two were a little flustered! It took them a while to calm down.

“Since we can’t get out, you can stay here for now. You won’t have to worry about food and drink here. I’ll try to find an excuse to talk to Qiu Zeyu and get through this for now. We’ll figure out a way to break out of this situation later.” Lan Yamei quickly made the arrangements.

Zhao Zhicheng felt slightly relieved, but said worriedly, "What if we can't get out of here for the rest of our lives?"

You'll never get out? What's the difference between that and being in prison?

Lan Yamei wasn't sure either, but she still tried to reassure her, "Definitely not! Every in has an out, every cause has an effect. As long as we find the reason, getting you out will definitely be no problem!"

Hearing footsteps faintly, he knew Qiu Zeyu would be coming in soon, so he could only hurriedly say to Zhao Zhicheng, "I'll go out first, and I'll find an opportunity to come in and discuss the details with you tonight."

As soon as he left the space, Qiu Zeyu stepped into the cave.

"Did you find it?" Lan Yamei asked knowingly.

"No, I don't know where he went. In the extreme weather just now, I was only thinking about protecting you and didn't pay attention to him." Qiu Zeyu said with some annoyance.

Lan Yamei's ears burned slightly, and she said shyly, "He'll be fine. He was probably scared by the thunder and hid. Besides, he's quite capable. A grown man like him won't get hurt. Since these two are dead, let's go back to the shop."

"Fine! These two have committed numerous evils and deserve to die! Let them be left here to feed the wild dogs!" Qiu Zeyu had completely abandoned the past relationship between master and disciple. In his eyes, the dead Japanese man was less valuable than a fish.

"Alright, let's go!"

The two helped each other back to the barbecue restaurant. It was just getting light, and the early risers were slowly opening their doors and cleaning the area in front of their shops.

The shopkeepers greeted Lan Yamei with smiles, "Good morning, Shopkeeper Lan."

Lan Yamei responded as gently as possible, even though she had just returned from a scene of a dead body.

Qiu Zeyu had noticed the changes in Lan Yamei's situation on this street after these days of hard work. This woman was not particularly attractive, but she was calm and composed. She had gained a foothold without making a fuss. He whispered, "It seems that this street has accepted you."

"Haven't you heard? If you can't beat them, join them. I dare say they'll all be coming to me begging one after another. It's not that they're truly convinced, it's the money that's driving them to do it." Lan Yamei said softly while loudly responding to the various shopkeepers. As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face.

"So you're going to teach them?"

"It depends on the situation, it's hard to say." Lan Yamei slowed her pace and walked alongside Qiu Zeyu. "My methods for making money aren't exactly secrets, it's just that they stick to the old ways and don't dare to break through their own limitations."

As they spoke, the two reached the main street and saw a large crowd gathering around the barbecue restaurant in the distance.

"It seems the old man's tofu pudding business is doing well," Lan Yamei said with a faint smile.

A large group of people were making a lot of noise at the shop entrance. When the old man saw the two, he waved and shouted, "Manager Lan, Master Qiu, come and have breakfast!"

The two of them were really not in the mood for this kind of fun. They just smiled and waved their hands, indicating that there was an urgent matter at the clinic and declined his offer.

There are currently no leads on Aunt Guan and Uncle Ouyang, and Zhao Zhicheng is trapped in the spatial dimension. However, the clinic opening date promised to the people is tomorrow, and it must proceed as scheduled no matter what.

The eldest brother of the Liu family was sent to Tongfu Inn to invite all fifteen traditional Chinese medicine doctors.

The fifteen traditional Chinese medicine doctors were all itinerant practitioners, dressed casually, some even in tattered clothes. But anyone who caught Zhao Zhicheng's eye must be skilled, Lan Yamei firmly believed.

Looking at the group of people before her, all around the same age as her grandfather, Lan Yamei knew that the clinic would depend on them from now on. They had come for Zhao Zhicheng's superb surgical skills; how could she possibly fool them now?

If Zhao Zhicheng doesn't come back, these wandering doctors who are used to being free and undisciplined really won't stay.

So we have to take a gamble, betting that Zhao Zhicheng has enough mysterious appeal.

Lan Yamei cleared her throat and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry to have called everyone here so early in the morning."

Everyone waved their hands, indicating that they didn't mind.

Seeing that everyone's mood was relatively stable, Lan Yamei continued, "Let me introduce myself. I am the owner of the barbecue restaurant next door and also the major shareholder of this clinic."

"Major shareholder? What is a shareholder?" A dozen or so elderly men with gray hair and beards heard this term for the first time, and they all frowned and started discussing it.