Zhao Xuanping had always trusted his apprentice, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter with panic.
'Nothing is impossible in this world. If the price is right, then—'
Zhao Xuanping was silent for a long time, his mind replaying the procedures he followed when he previously examined Xiao Chengqi.
He himself was surely not the problem, but those medicinal herbs...
"I have to go back and ask," he said.
Chu Qiyuan didn't press the matter further. He turned his head to look at Ye Chutang.
She stood by the bed, needle in hand. Her expression was calm and composed, as if she had already moved on from the previous topic.
Right now, the more important thing was to do everything possible to treat Xiao Chengqi.
Chu Qiyuan couldn't resist taking a step forward, wanting to get a closer look.
'This was a rare opportunity to watch Ye Chutang at work; others would kill for such a chance and still not get it.'
