Bai Chuwei felt that she was indeed too kind-hearted.
The diagnosis fee was only a million.
In her twenty years on Yunwu Mountain, wealthy merchants who got wind of her skills came to seek cures, and the fee was at least five million to start.
If those merchants knew about this, they would cry and kneel down with money in hand, begging her to save them. A million was nothing!
Look at Duan Feihan, the fourth master of the Duan Family. To save his father, he was conned out of three billion by her, and he didn't even blink.
Gao Qiaoqiao was completely stunned, staring at Bai Chuwei with wide eyes, "A... a million? Why don't you just rob someone?"
She had never seen any famous doctor ask for a million just like that.
Gao Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a bit humiliated and glared fiercely at Bai Chuwei, mocking her, "Can't you treat my shoulder pain, and are just making up excuses?"
