Although she never actively sought conflict with the powerful, when pushed into a corner, the resilience and defiance in her nature would not falter in the slightest.
"Doctor Su, this silver tael..."
Before she could finish, the Young Master Tutor's wife's suggestion was interrupted by the master's deep cough, followed by his eyes filled with a warning, as piercing and undeniable as a cold wind in winter.
The Young Master Tutor's wife felt a mix of emotions, a hundred taels of silver for the Han Family was but a drop in the bucket, and furthermore, she could easily cover this amount quietly with her own private money.
If that were not possible, another feasible solution would be to pay all of Doctor Su's medical fees in advance.
From any perspective, such a solution was reasonable.
She was perplexed and confused as to why, at this critical moment, the master was unwilling to let her handle the matter.
