"It can be treated."
"Really?" Fang Qing was overjoyed.
"Of course, it's true."
Zhang Xiaomeng gave her a glance, "You don't understand the power of Chinese medicine, naturally, you're not clear about the ins and outs."
Fang Qing made agreeing sounds.
She used to not believe in traditional Chinese medicine, but gradually, when she saw Zhang Xiaomeng cure everyone's acne without any side effects, not even leaving scars, her worldview had been refreshed.
"So, can you help me?" Fang Qing said with a pitiful look.
Women, they're the best at acting, calling you darling when they need you, and turning into a little lapdog when they don't.
Truly a bit mercenary.
An ordinary person might be deceived by their pitiful act, but for the battle-hardened Zhang Xiaomeng, he didn't buy it at all.
Zhang Xiaomeng sighed, "You know I don't have a good impression of you, so my services are quite expensive."
Zhang Xiaomeng verbally knocked Fang Qing.
