Li Jia's expression was tense as she gently placed her hand on Yang Fan's shoulder.
She was relatively tall, and in order for the seated Yang Fan to be able to touch her there, she had maintained a slightly squatting position. After squatting for a bit too long, she started to feel the strain and had to grab Yang Fan's shoulder for support.
After making herself a bit more comfortable, she whispered with a face full of shyness, "If this old TCM doctor can really cure my illness, it might cost less than three thousand, but you were the one who referred him to me. If it wasn't for you, the money I would have had to spend could have been far more than three thousand."
"You should know about Liu Wuzi's daughter-in-law, right? She also had this disease, and has spent over ten thousand in total, and this three thousand expense is what she told me before. I even went to see her a few days ago, and she's still not cured, looks like she might need a total removal."
