Qiao Nian wasn't blind. She could tell what Liang Lu thought of her. But she had never bothered by how others viewed her. Thus, she wasn't concerned about what Liang Lu said. She brought up her opinion directly. "Who says I treated the patients with Western Medicine?"
Liang Lu was amused but did not smile. Her expression was dark as she glared at Qiao Nian. "You operated on someone. Are you telling me that that wasn't Western Medicine? Was it Chinese Medicine, then?"
What could Chinese Medicine do? They would just research and come up with some medicine that would not kill nor heal anyone who consumed it. In essence, it simply was not as effective as medication!
Qiao Nian had one arm on her hip and appeared rather cool and suave. In front of everyone in the office, she said in her low and captivating voice, "I used Chinese Medicine."
