"Old gentleman, if you have nothing important, please don't raise your voice, I still have patients over there!"
Chen Yu said with anger and then turned around to head back to the castle.
Victor coughed twice lightly, "Hanick, you must have seen Mr. Chen's medical skills, haven't you? That's not some kind of Demon Art, it's a legitimate method to cure diseases, and your approach is outdated."
Without any courtesy, Victor insulted him and then also prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Hanick suddenly called out, "Could Victor ask Mr. Chen to take a look at my illness?"
In Victor's eyes a hint of mockery flashed, "Mr. Chen's fees are very expensive, I'm afraid you don't have enough money for him to treat you."
Hanick immediately became anxious, as he had been tormented by his sickness for nearly a decade and could hardly bear it anymore.
