On the road leading to the medical clinic.
It was already past one in the morning, the night deep and silent, except for the street lights on both sides of the road, and since this was an old neighborhood, besides Fang Yi and the other two, there was basically no one else around.
Fang Yi walked in front, with Leng Wushuang and the flat-headed man lagging behind, several meters away from Fang Yi.
They were clearly in conversation, keeping a distance, and Fang Yi tactfully did not go over to disturb them.
"Er Er, what exactly are you thinking? Do you know, he almost suspected us just now?" Leng Wushuang said irritably.
"He's also the old man's disciple, why can't we tell him?" The flat-headed man unexpectedly uttered such a long sentence.
Leng Wushuang stared at him in wonder, "This is the first long sentence you've said in a month... you didn't admit he's your little junior brother, right?"
"The former, yes; the latter, no!"
"Alright, so it's you not admitting it yourself."
