"It's alright, he, as your son, is also looking out for your best interest. Besides, as long as the illness can be cured, it doesn't matter who does it. If there's a better doctor than me, I'd be happy for you if you switched."
Divine Doctor An waved his hand indifferently.
"Elder An, you misunderstand, that's not what I meant. My life was saved by you, and I have entrusted it to you. In any case, I won't change doctors."
The middle-aged man, upon hearing Divine Doctor An's words, hurriedly assured him, and noticing that Divine Doctor An still looked indifferent, he didn't know whether he was angry or not. He gritted his teeth secretly, and his face showed a resolute expression as he promised.
