Chapter 160: The Heart's Illness Need to Be Treated_1

In the afternoon.

A taxi parked on the side of the road.

Shi Tingbai got out, looking at the alleyway ahead. It was brimming with life - even the clothes hung out to dry by the locals and the children playing in the alleyway.

He frowned, looking at the slip of paper in his hand.

Could a psychological clinic in such a place...be reliable?

He was starting to doubt it.

Lowering his head to check the small slip of paper again, he ran his fingers through his hair, muttered a curse under his breath, then walked in.

Having navigated the noisy lanes, he finally found himself standing before an old-fashioned wooden door.

He looked up, and sure enough, he saw the signboard above: All-healing Psychological Clinic...

Number 250...

It damn well is number 250.

He stood at the door for a while, feeling slightly nervous. After some hesitation, he pushed the door and entered.