"My daughter's illness is cured, truly cured, heavens be praised..."
Zhao Zhengguang was excitedly speaking incoherently, but Lin Tian immediately interrupted him, "What does this have to do with the Almighty? I cured your daughter's illness. If you were relying on the heavens, I'm afraid your daughter would have been beyond saving."
Zhao Zhengguang's face instantly became embarrassed.
After a long pause, Zhao Zhengguang finally said, "The fee for the consultation..."
"Do you think I look like someone who is short of money?" Lin Tian said with a laugh.
Zhao Zhengguang knew that money wasn't what Lin Tian was after. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Then tell me, what do you want?"
"What I want, Director Zhao, don't you understand?" Lin Tian countered.
With a resigned sigh, Zhao Zhengguang then said to Zhao Xuehan, "Xuehan, go back to your room first, I need to have a private talk with Mr. Lin... Mr. Lin."
