"One million!" Upon hearing Divine Doctor Mo's words, Guan Qingxue looked at Zhang Xiaohao again with a cold glance and said icily.
"Sorry! I really don't know medical skills!" Zhang Xiaohao spread his hands and said.
"Two million!" Guan Qingxue said coldly once more.
"I'm not very proficient in medical skills!" said Zhang Xiaohao.
"Three million!"
"I have to go out on an errand right now!"
"Four million!"
"I'm not sure I can cure his strange illness, you should find someone more capable!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Five million! Starting now, any products you promote, our company will prominently display your products without any commission, only charging the cost!" Guan Qingxue stated earnestly.
"Ah! Since you are so enthusiastic, I will examine his injuries first!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a wry smile, touching his nose.
Walking to the side of the unconscious young man, Zhang Xiaohao pretended to examine him and saw his eyebrows tightly furrowed!
