"Miss Ye." The elderly doctor, Gao Yuan, slowly walked over, his gaze fixated in surprise on the high heels Ye Yanran was wearing.
He remembered Ye Yanran's illness. In her condition, how could she wear high heels?
"Old Gao." Ye Yanran snapped back to reality, looking at Gao Yuan and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you here?"
Gao Yuan was indeed a treasured figure in the city, over sixty years old, having treated numerous complex illnesses with his medical skills. Many people from other places came to him for treatment. As a renowned traditional Chinese medicine expert, he was highly respected by many. Even she had been treated by Gao Yuan, although he had eventually given up.
Gao Yuan laughed and said, "Isn't there a fight here? I was free, so I came to take a look. I don't know who made the move, but an entire group's arms were dislocated. Even more surprising, Liu Fei's leg was also dislocated in the same way. If I'm not mistaken, this was the work of a martial arts expert."
