"Miss Qin."
"Miss Jing."
The two women exchanged glances, smiles curling the corners of their lips, yet neither smile reached their eyes.
"Miss Qin, isn't this pharmacy a bit too simple? With your medical skills, are you content working in such a small pharmacy?" Jing Zhiyue asked with an elegant smile, her pleasant voice laced with a hint of coldness.
"What are you trying to say, Miss Jing?" Qin Qin looked up at Jing Zhiyue. This lifetime's Qin Yuanshuang did indeed have a beautiful face, one that could make any man feel pity and affection, but unfortunately, beneath that beauty was a venomous heart.
"Miss Qin, why not consider joining our Divine Doctor Sect? I can offer you a position as an elder."
"Sorry, I'm not interested." The Divine Doctor Sect? Laughable. They didn't even have half the capability of the Ghost Doctor Sect and yet had the audacity to call themselves Divine Doctors.
