Elder Qin asked Su Qing in confusion. When asked for the consultation fee, she said she would need a thousand taels of silver or a thousand-year-old Lingzhi. He was curious. Why did it have to be the Lingzhi instead of the thousand-year-old ginseng?
"Treating illnesses,"
Su Qing said indifferently. Old Qin laughed,
"Yes, I forgot that Miss Su is a divine doctor. You need to prepare the medicine. Alright, this old man will help you find a thousand-year-old Lingzhi. I don't need the silver; you can keep it for the An family!"
Su Qing insisted on paying, and the old man laughed.
"This old man's life is worth more than a thousand taels of silver. Miss has helped this old man cure an invisible illness for many years and saved this old man's life. In the future, I will still have to trouble Miss to help this old man treat his illness. Do you still want to be polite with me for a mere Lingzhi?"
