"Are you Mr. Qian?" The woman looked Mr. Qian up and down, frowning, "My master is unavailable, so he sent me to treat you."
Hearing that the Divine Doctor had not come, Mr. Qian was not angry but complimented, "I had heard that Divine Doctor Han has a direct disciple, nicknamed Little Divine Doctor, whose medical skill is outstanding and who truly embodies the teachings of Divine Doctor Han. Meeting you today, I see indeed you possess both talent and beauty."
"I, Han Muhe, am not like those mediocre doctors. You don't need to flatter me with kind words. There's just one thing I don't understand. Since you have already invited a doctor to treat you, why did you also invite my master? Don't you know this is a taboo?"
The woman who called herself Han Muhe spoke with displeasure, and her gaze toward Mr. Qian was also quite disgruntled.
