"Xue'er! Now is not the time for your tantrums. Do you want to see your grandfather pass away?" Huang Shijie roared again.
"Xue'er, just listen to your father. No matter what, let Pan Long have a try," Yang Yuehua said, comforting her daughter in a gentle voice.
"Uncle Shijie, I'm sorry, I didn't know Xue'er would have such an aversion to me. I will let Divine Doctor You treat him right away," Pan Long said awkwardly.
"Pan Long, don't get the wrong idea. Xue'er is definitely just too heartbroken. She doesn't have enough time to like you; how could she be averse to you?"
Huang Shijie tried to restrain himself, wanting to direct Pan Long to immediately let Divine Doctor You treat him.
But he was also afraid of offending the young master.
"I understand, we'll talk about it later. Let's let Divine Doctor You treat him first."
Pan Long appeared to be in agony on the surface.
But only You Zifeng knew, this guy was probably laughing to death inside.
