"What are you laughing at? Do you think you can cure the illness my master can't?"
Xia Lin, who already had a beef with Zhang Xiaowei, questioned him angrily on the spot.
Just then, a middle-aged man rushed in frantically.
Coming over, he quickly bowed and apologized to Qin Jing'en.
"Dr. Qin, I'm really sorry. I was supposed to pick you up in person, but I was so busy with the company recently, a sudden and important meeting came up, and I had my daughter pick you up."
Qin Jing'en shook his head and waved his hand at the middle-aged man.
"Mr. Lv, I'm sorry, but I'm incapable of curing Mrs. Gui's illness."
Upon hearing this, Lv Ruoxi's father was struck as if by lightning.
"Mr. Lv, this young man here is also a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine. He was even smiling happily a moment ago when my master said he couldn't treat Mrs. Lv's illness. Why don't you let him take a look at her?"
Xia Lin finally seized the opportunity and bluntly pushed Zhang Xiaowei forward.
