Qiao Yin naturally wasn't really intending to perform a pulse diagnosis for Qiao Lainan; she was merely testing the waters.
Now the result was quite clear: Qiao Lainan wasn't sick.
She withdrew her hand and turned her gaze back to Lan Yuyi. "Miss Lan, since you have such a good relationship with Qiao Lainan, why not take her to your Lan's Hospital for treatment? Why come to our Hospital instead? Could it be that even you think that your Hospital isn't up to par, so you secretly brought her to our Hospital?"
Lan Yuyi's gentle expression instantly stiffened. It took her a while to reclaim her composure. "Miss Qiao really knows how to joke. Our Hospital is substandard? Our Hospital has been in operation for much longer than yours! Whether it's medical staffing strength, service quality, or the hospital environment, all are much better than those of your Hospital."
