Qing Li's eyes narrowed as suspicion was evident in her sharp gaze.
Her lips tightened, while she spoke crossing her arms. "My disease? How do you know about that?"
Bai Lung inclined his head slightly, his expression serene yet earnest.
" I have my ways, my insight goes beyond the ordinary... But, I must tell you... Your condition is one that no common healer can cure, "
Qing Li's jaw clenched, and she looked at him with a mix of skepticism and curiosity. "Many of powerful healers and alchemists have tried and failed. What makes you so certain you can succeed where others have not?" Her tone was wary, but Bai Lung noted a flicker of hope in her eyes.
He smiled.
