Guo Miao looked at the gaudy pennant and laughed.
"Famous doctors like you probably don't care much about jewelry. I only made this, and I've also prepared a card to pay off Sheng Guang's medical expenses." Sheng Ying handed the card to Guo Miao. "You must accept it, Dr. Guo."
Guo Miao shook her head. "I've already collected the treatment fee. You don't need to pay me anymore."
Sheng Ying pushed the card over again. "You've saved my brother's life. I have to thank you. The money that Xiao Guang used to write the song is nothing."
Sheng Ying was a businesswoman who was forthright. She had transferred tens of millions of yuan into her card which was enough for Guo Miao's family to live for the next few years.
However, Guo Miao still placed the card on the table. She was a person with principles. The price she had offered to Sheng Guang was according to the standard in her heart, and it was enough.
