The moment Qian Yongtong sat down, he felt a searing pain in his lower back. Terrified, he lost all concerns for his dignity, forgot to show off in front of He Lingxiu, and nearly cried as he pleaded with Ling Zhenfei.
"Any amount of money is okay? Haha, I have a little flaw: I usually don't charge poor people for my medical services, but I charge quite a bit more from the rich!"
Ling Zhenfei looked him up and down and then said with a smile, "Young Master Qian, since you're flush with cash, why not pay a bit more? As for the consultation fee... let's just round it to one million as a token."
"What, one million?"
Qian Yongtong almost sprang from his seat upon hearing this. But as soon as he moved, the agonizing pain in his back rushed back, and he immediately started wincing and howling in pain again.
