Liu Shimei wore an impatient expression on her face and said coldly, "I can be honest with you. With Princess Ping'an's injuries, I, Liu Shimei, can use the Nine-Nine Soul-Sucking Needle Formation. Healing her is no problem at all. Whether I do it or not depends on you. Once I step out of this door, I won't help even if you beg me."
She turned to leave. "I'm busy!"
It was almost noon since she opened, and she had only dealt with one patient so far. She hadn't had the chance to showcase her medical skills to more patients, and now this clueless person had delayed her. It was not worth it!
What else could Xiang'er do?
"Treat her! Eldest Young Miss Liu, our Princess Ping'an fainted here. Do you really want to wash your hands of this matter?"
Although Yu Wanqing's injuries weren't completely healed, she looked fine to an outsider. If they took her back unconscious like this, even Xiang'er could not bear the responsibility.
